Hungry
We all have a flame, how do
you keep it burning?
When it's raining and the wind
is blowing.
Time is money, so how do you
keep the hands turning?
We all have secrets, how do
you keep them from not
showing?
This is how I do it,
I say screw it.
I keep it moving before it
makes me look stupid.
My old problem was falling in
love like I got shot by Cupid.
I can't do this, I can't be
ruthless.
I'm better then this, I mean I'm
the best.
I won't stop until I get shot in
the chest.
Y'all should sit back and rest.
Watch me destroy and leave a
big mess.
I'm hungry to change the world
and I ain't talking about thighs
and breast.
If y'all doubt me, I will A's your
test-Mario Perez
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