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[Verse 1] Yeah, this I expect you to understand me I stand over you Original plan, don’t play by the rules You do what you can, me what I want to I’m a plant that seed then can what I grew Ain’t no Stan, it’s Jam in the booth Gon’ check my stance, sucker dare you to move I’ll bust down on you like here come the boom Oh, do-da-do-do-do-do Oh, let’s go, mic check 1-2 Might wreck 3-4 when I walk through the door Cuz ol’ bo’ know Jambo know too I’m a old soul down a old dirt road pull up Fire up the grill, what it is pork chop Ice cold beer, a few cheers for the peers Every that be laid in the spot with a grass rooftop Can’t stop till we be that gotta bounce back Go hard till we senile floating kayaks Stay strapped cuz I be the wild see the pirate Pen whipping up dope notepad pyrex Note this bust in and bet you get bit Get past that beast and bet you get hit Them hollow tips miss somehow you slip in Two thumbs to the eye boy you ain’t seen s*it [Chorus 2X] Let the fun begin, you better run from them Got payments due and I collect the rent Got check to sign, gon’ pass the pen Payback’s a bish, gon’ reel it in With a big old grin gon’ snap a pic Toss her back with a splash she get Unless of course I catch your ass again I’ll fry you up and feed the hungry man [Verse 2] Yeah, you fishnet see through Real fella gon’ smell a fake fella like you Pop pills every day, any mask you choose Make you feel safe but you can’t hide dude I’m gonna catch your scent like canines do Wreck cuz I meant to fight club moves Bet every thing you want me to lose Don’t believe in me, guess what I do Ewe, you stink like s*it on shoes That neck get checked by high tech goon Retrospect looking back at you God bless your death, be quick and soon Vroom, heart frozen, Elsa-Elsa Been many moons and our love still swoon Swam many poons, got a spoon in the backpack Be right back on a trip to the Moon Gone cuz he relapsed, never bounce back Went flat and he laid back in the casket That’s facts if you play that, I know you ain’t slick Calcutta with a hook set reel in b!tch That’s dinner for the fam, Lord blessing these kids Mama cook it up, make you smacking your lips Cracker man sauce kind of flavor is this That’s made from the blood of the ones that I killed [Chorus 2X]. Hungry Man lyrics – JamWayne : Get lyrics and music video of this beautiful song here on LyricsBull.com