Lloyd Banks – Hunger (Halloween Havoc 3 Mixtape)

Lloyd Banks – Hunger (Halloween Havoc 3 Mixtape)

[Chorus]
Don’t ever doubt my hunger
You’ll never know the difference whether upper or my last number
I love to make you wonder
If you don’t bring shit to the table we’re done, the bums will take you under
You come from nothing, they told us from the playground
You fall, you don’t stay down
The watchers got an appetite for winners that after us all day now
Your trust is in the (?)

[Verse 1]
If you ain’t dyin’, it ain’t urgent
I figured out your type for certain, the attention seeking type of person
A righteous man, I like the verses
As fake as practicing now, setting traps as he rehearses
Being loud while being low defeats the purpose
A lil wisom, you can take it or leave it to each’s hearses
Like the villain meets the circus, a master piece for purchase
Violators should have room to relapse, beneth the surface
Knowing that bullshit gon come back, timings your visit
Barely do the speed limit, your black, mindin’ ya business
Think I’m being watch over or something, [?] the devil sent his demons as scouts, sometimes I hear it
Bet the trouble is waiting I play it cool
For the kids that might be listening to me, just stay in school
No compassion, cry a river to splash in, won’t change the rules
Impossible to out run the reaper, when your name is due

[Chorus]
Don’t ever doubt my hunger
You’ll never know the difference whether upper or my last number
I love to make you wonder
If you don’t bring shit to the table we’re done, the bums will take you under
You come from nothing, they told us from the playground
You fall, you don’t stay down
The watchers got an appetite for winners that after us all day now
Your trust is in the (?)

[Verse 2]
Leaches take your kindness for weakness, deceit from no one
Getcha money, live your life or your family should be your slogan
No (?) to get my mind clear, figured you’d need an omen
Will it bring me the unthinkable, never believe its broken
If I get out the bottom, I pull ya up
To my people don’t be worrying bout me, my fully tucked
You face your time ain’t no avoidin’ it, anyone can get touched
If you gon’ risk it make it count, why petty crimes and cuffs
Hope for beautiful dreams, popped up enemies and funeral screams
Hollows and [?] make the musical clean
Murdered the booth of 15, bloodied the [?] its the usual scene logos for ornaments amusement for kings, don’t got the temp to spare niggas you improvisin’
Easy it to press hear triggers hit niggas noggin’
Being online is a fee, you let the bitches log in
They dun left you on E, don’t know who did the robbin’

[Chorus]
Don’t ever doubt my hunger
You’ll never know the difference whether upper or my last number
I love to make you wonder
If you don’t bring shit to the table we’re done, the bums will take you under
You come from nothing, they told us from the playground
You fall, you don’t stay down
The watchers got an appetite for winners that after us all day now
Your trust is in the (?)

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