[Intro]

Somebody told me

Nobody promised me that the broken are gonna be healed

Oh, but I don't, oh, but I don't believe

Thank the heavens for Nottz on production

[Verse 1]

Yeah

Periodically idiotic this odyssey

Call it the dichotomy of the warrior and god in me

Part of me gotta be Shaka Zulu, this prophecy

Of prophets introducin' me properly, required the keys

I believe I'm honestly an anomaly rockin' these

Monster strings orchestrated by Nottz

The greatest aviators of your playlists surround sound

Avengers and the capers of them planes, trains, automobiles

Ships, the sailors cross seven seas

Less than these diaspora cheddars, please

He mastered the expertise, still after the extra cheese

Still level the mezzanine, your balcony never seen

This valkyrie told the team

Operation fire after fuhrer, the author who called the order

Sort of synonymous with the simpletons meant to slaughter

Sniper that saw you in the scope

Traumatic disorder of people positioned poorly

Peasants, peons, importers

Reminiscin' the yesteryear, but my thinkin' is forward

I was at one with this addiction of rippin' the mic to cordless

So this is my escape from a business, bottoms, and borders

Deep waters, when we drew straws always the shortest was mine

Over time the inner pain wasn't pacified

The hunger inside never gets satisfied

The hunger inside never gets satisfied

The hunger inside, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]

You gotta believe it, you came to achieve it

The hunger

[Verse 2]

Yeah, yeah

Modules been magnified, mental militancy

Intently watchin' his timepiece, dues paid diligently

Eventually runneth over

Half-empty cup of venti uppers, in the echelons is my songs

Buckle in these safety belts

What you felt when we first heard "I Used To Love H.E.R."

I want that feeling again, I hope we soon discover

Another in common with common thoughts that's blacker than the Polaramine

Used to wrap that army jacket linin' linin'

Think that I was Nas sometimes when we was lackin' edibles

Blamin' the federals, gettin' yearly doses of medical shots

Those on the block totin' Glocks on the pedestal

Mesmerized by 3 Stacks raps, dreamin' of Ferris wheels

He was talkin' ceiling fans, that's feeling in the gut

The hunger inside never get soothed enough

Call the bluff for the so-called savants

Response to the flaunts of the masculine debutants

For feeling wants and needs of societies, all he wants

They killin' of our black teens, deferred dreams haunts

A Lauryn ambiance when our circumstance breathe 'pon

To punked fan, to pumped fist, rockin' hard placed card

Until we on the march side of Bullhorn battle cries

Realize, the hunger inside never gets satisfied

The hunger inside never gets satisfied

The hunger inside, yo, yo

[Chorus]

You gotta believe it, you came to achieve it

The hunger