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Hunter Hayes (Encore) [Deluxe Edition] (Hunter Hayes) · Hunter Hayes (Encore) [Deluxe Edition] (Hunter Hayes) · Hunter Hayes (Encore) [Deluxe Edition] (Hunter Hayes) · Encore, Encore, Encore... (Rhoda Scott) · Encore, Encore, Encore... (Rhoda Scott) · Hunter Hayes (Hunter Hayes) · Hunter Hayes (Hunter Hayes) · Hunter Hayes (Hunter Hayes) · Hunter, Hunter (Amelia Curran) · Shades of Ian Hunter: The Ballad of Ian Hunter & Mott the Hoople (Mott the Hoople) – and 90 other albums »


They hunt the strong they hunt the weak
The hunter and the hunted
A friendly game of hide and seek

The hunt is better than the kill, Real
Close your
a brassiere hook
Bitch cheer, camouflage gear, the hunter's here
Better play it by ear, you ain't nothing but a deer
Around here and this here is The Carter
a brassiere hook
B**** cheer, camouflage gear, the hunter's here
Better play it by ear, you ain't nothing but a deer
Around here and this here is The Carter
it up 
In monopulate surrondings 
Been around the world and I-yi-yi 
Ain't seen enough of this fly-yi-yi 
My attitude pervasive 
My effervensence
some hairs and when ya started drinkin' beers, 
I'm hittin' hookaz by the dozen, 
Makin' ya wetter 'cause I fuck better than your husband, 
Givin' ya
started drinkin' beers,
I'm hittin' hookaz by the dozen,
Makin' ya wetter 'cause I fuck better than your husband,
Givin' ya girl back spasms,
Cause G
Better follow the bread crumbs back in fact, urgently
Or waddle through this section where the natives feel murdery
Vicinity wander
Claim no soul
Never
the thriller, say y'all sweat
"Ya know that kid Treach, I took him out, he was no threat"
Because you know I'm better than that on my worst day
Taking
it up better than before

Yeah I had a crazy-people party and invited you
I didn't know my underground hip hop excited you
Now that I know this fact
[Aesop Rock]

Before shooting troops was cooler than hula hoops,
High noon was your basic who's who of brutal truth.

Hot summer gun or box-cutter
hood and holding up traffic
Let the riddles do the scrapping, keep the gun in my fabric
Better pistol than them badges, you get dealt with the maggots
my face
A fool could get his head split
A lot of doubters
Said it couldn't be done by me
them same suckers
Are now lookin' from under me
Wonder'n what
Chorus: 
People came ?? 
Encore, encore 
People came in by the load 
Ooh, love is strong 
(KMG) 
Yeah why'all, I felt the need, I had to let ya
I done stopped and styled humers, rock for wild sumers
The nerve in me, these courtesy of Crocodile Hunter (that's right)
That mean
remy downer 

Hip hop sizzar slingin my raw in your flounder 

You get skidawed  undertakin' undergrounders 

This lyricist  lounge with low  that
one two many
Is still a decent number for the breeding of a beast
With no release, she keeps and teaches no remorse
More resembling of a thief than
Bricks by tha 50, 10 naw shawty 40 more
Trap time n****, yeah strap time n**** put out better rubberband
Crap time n****, in my lap a nine n****
45 in
example of intelligence 
By irrelevance, means more than your irrelevance 
Its evident, there's evidence 
That I Am Bloody Excellent 

Yo First I got
of intelligence
By irrelevance, means more than your irrelevance
Its evident, there's evidence that I am bloody excellent

Yo, first I got a gig bigger and better
to pitch them pies, better life than flipping fries
I'm the one the Crips despise
Move the Yay or kiss the sky, for having dreams that 50 died
Eulogy by Mary
these cowards runnin' a bounty hunter like a Boba Fett
Life is like a drug, born addicted like crack babies
Tryin' ta' get that fix, you gonna hurt your
up, get on the one way 'cause more Sundays hotter than Monday
Often gettin' trailed by cops, gotta get away by hittin them blocks
Got my glock, never
up, get on the one way 'cause more Sundays hotter than Monday
Often gettin' trailed by cops, gotta get away by hittin them blocks
Got my glock, never
be the truth in the music
You better your soul triple stage darkness in the unsolved encore
Little E, B.I.G., Tupac Shakur
Murdered in California
collard greens, it seem
All this game of, where I came from, done seen many things
Bring killer niggas around me, shotguns in the county
Bounty hunters