Lyrics:
it, gives a (uff) I'm a flaunt it
That (haaaa) got niggas thinkin I'm hunted, the bumbell
[Chorus] X 2
[Tech N9ne] (Yukmouth)
Yeah (Live and direct)
with the waters down below
We stood so simple, quiet and still
Like we’re being hunted down, ready for the kill
Chorus
See I don’t know what I’m
Once the religious, the hunted and weary
Chasing the promise of freedom and hope
Came to this country to build a new vision
Far from the reaches
Once the religious, the hunted and weary
Chasing the promise of freedom and hope
Came to this country to build a new vision
Far from the reaches
Yeah I’m a simple kind of man
Simple kind of man
Yeah don’t worry about it..
Yeah I guess I’m a simple kind of man
And I wanna live a simple
let it pass you by
Life is sweet, and it's yours to live, so give it a try
It's your boy Ijay
It's Ijay killing on the beat
Ask, Seek and Find(and
evil in disguise?
So (what?) I tote a .44 with hollow tips
While my mind tellin' me, "Should I not? Or should I pull it?" (Pull)
What I represent, God
your mind up
Open your mind, man, open your mind, yeah
Is it God and thе people or the church that you service
Don't leave by the Bible but rehearse all
there weren't a place to rest
Before racking up
I took many reps
Before the cash stacks
It's plenty steps
By bunnies being hunted for amusement
Flys
I will never flake on how you changed my life
(no way) my minds a machine and
It's always in overdrive (watch out)
Orwellian Corellian a killer for
Got love for everybody but you know my circle tight
People be doing too much man I live a simple life
Never looking over my shoulder 'cause I'm
Once the religious, the hunted and weary
Chasing the promise of freedom and hope
Came to this country to build a new vision
Far from the reaches
The gangsterism of rap these combined elements
Got the brainwashed dancing at live events
Catchy beats and hooks the lyrical content
Full of verbal poison by
was held hostage by hunters in Whitesburg with my cousin Terrance thought we was gone die
People say they got'cha back until shit hit the fan watch how
a runner
Haters, I spot you from afar and I'm the deer hunter
They be thinkin' nice car, nice crib
I be thinkin' how long will these niggas let me live
I
buried through your mind
Certain death is screaming from the sky
I live to destroy below
Hunted victims are unseen
Flying wrath a fortress hell
War
Don't be a sitting duck
Don't think that you
Can live your life
As simple as you've thought
Its not so
Things not so easy
Instead of wishing
You could
the bullshit
When the soul goes dark
Still your heart
Pray to God
Now prepare your mind to suffer
Stay Hard
All who are yearning to breathe free
Hunted by
Welcome to Rap Opera, the mind of a guy that is not pop enough
Fuck Wagner the times too tough to be pessimistic so his time is up
I today waver
survives
Though legends of power and glory suffice
For these 'latter-day-heroes'
Who live out their lives,
Chained by conformity shackled by greed
Yellow eyes are seen circling, a whirlwind arriving for the passing storm
The hunt, the hunter inside
A whirlwind arriving
The wanderer
accident
By the end of this record, you're gonna know
Typically cyclical simple civil obedience
Typically cyclical simple civil obedience
Typically cyclical
with a side of onions funny
Just the other day I felt so out of place my mind is rushing
Should I run?
Why am I hunted what have I done?
Thoughts
of mouth is
I spit it, spray it, spread faster than I say it
Next live show them kids is asking you to play it
When you, tour the nation of course some buls
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