HUNGRY - By Rob Bailey and The Hustle Standard | Текст песни

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• HUNGRY
• By Rob Bailey and The Hustle Standard

I'm gonna carry this shit on my fuckin' back.
I'm gonna carry this shit on my fuckin' back.
I'll sleep, when I'm dead, won't even catch my breath.
And I know, the weight of, the world can't crush my chest.
I'll work 'till I'm dead, I'll work 'till I'm dead.
I'll work 'till I'm dead, and then I'll do it all again.

It's not because of that, and it's not because of money.
Works in my blood and I kill 'cause I'm hungry.

I kill 'cause I'm hungry.
I kill 'Cause I'm hungry.

I'm gonna carry, I'm gonna carry this, I'm gonna carry this shit on my fuckin' back.

I'm gonna carry, I'm gonna carry this, I'm gonna carry this shit on my fuckin' back.

I'm gonna carry this shit on my fuckin' back.

I'm gonna carry this shit on my fuckin' back.

I stand, with both arms, folded, under my chest.
'Cause I know, I won't stop, 'till I'm the last one left.
Fighting till I'm dead, eating 'till I'm fed,
never gonna stop till I catch my breath.
Fighting till I'm dead, eating 'till I'm fed,
never gonna stop till I catch my breath.

And then I'll do it all again.

It's not because of fat, and it's not because of money.
Works in my blood and I kill 'cause I'm hungry.

I kill 'cause I'm hungry.
I kill 'Cause I'm hungry.

I'm gonna carry, I'm gonna carry this, I'm gonna carry this shit on my fuckin' back.

I'm gonna carry, I'm gonna carry this, I'm gonna carry this shit on my fuckin' back.

I'm gonna carry this shit on my fuckin' back.

I'm gonna carry this shit on my fuckin' back.

Focus on my own. Every day will test me. Nobody will ever fucking catch me.

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