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lirik lagu enrichment - starved

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[verse 1: scott~e~sick]
forget .9’s, rhymes are what i’m blasting
never premeditated, these are crimes of passion
trying to get signed for rapping
at the same time i’m dying, trying to just stop trapping
seems like my life just happened to happen
went from getting my ass whooped to scr~pping
getting laughed at to cracking
from serving crack addicts to swerving in black matics
just keeping my stats average
see me, i’ve had practice and i have had tricks
cop the greenest cabbage to get the strip to backflip
hustled like maverick, pitching on the block felt like our first marriage
realized i was stupid now i need a divorce
’cause the cops got a camera pointed right at my door
trying to figure out how i turned the crib right into a store
but f~ck it, ’cause you know i got nothing to lose
and don’t get it confused
all you gotta do is listen and the sickness will be getting to you

[hook: scott~e~sick & architect]
starved, hungry, black and i’m blue (what!)
gotta make a move soon ’cause i’m practically doomed (yeah!)
starved, hungry, black and i’m blue (ha!)
gotta make a move soon ’cause i’m practically doomed (come on, yeah!)
starved, hungry, black and i’m blue (yeah!)
gotta make a move soon ’cause i’m practically doomed (come on!)
starved, hungry, black and i’m blue (what!)
gotta make a move soon ’cause i’m practically doomed (ha ha!)
[verse 2: sticky]
ayo i’m sick of these wastes of breaths
get one in they waist and neck
slug go through they jug’, i’m strafing it west
these forensic science in the back, now they’re retracing the steps
but the only thing they found in the back was blood, guts and flakes of flesh
f~ck, i make your mouth taste the set just for faking your rep
you wasn’t real but there ain’t no faking no death
i break your neck before you even get a chance to take on a step
put you in the grass and then i’m grazing the rest
i won’t stop until they lay me to death
’til then it’s b~tches and drinking and paper checks
that’s why i spit it crazy best
i spit and cave your chest
where you go, you could only take a guess
that’s cold in a coffin while your soul is alofting
that’s what you get trying to play the role of a boss man
never boast what you flossing, yeah i’m hoping to off ’em
get broke, know that it’s costing, open and chalk ’em
y’all stupid, you probably don’t even know what the f~ck that i’m talking

[hook: scott~e~sick & architect]
starved, hungry, black and i’m blue (what!)
gotta make a move soon ’cause i’m practically doomed (yeah!)
starved, hungry, black and i’m blue (ha!)
gotta make a move soon ’cause i’m practically doomed (come on, yeah!)
starved, hungry, black and i’m blue (yeah!)
gotta make a move soon ’cause i’m practically doomed (come on!)
starved, hungry, black and i’m blue (what!)
gotta make a move soon ’cause i’m practically doomed (ha ha!)


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