FEED - Tech N9ne, JL

Feed, feed

Feed, watch 'em bleed

Feed, feed

Feed, all I need

I’m so hungry, you don’t want to hear this stomach growl

Grind so strongly, true you gonna fear this one is wild

Gonna pray that I stop

When the known threat show

All the ways that I lock

And I won’t let go

To Hell you go

When I come at you I yell Cujo

'Cause I rip you the fuck apart like the mail you open

With a nail you grow

You try to bail too slow

I chop 'em up and package 'em then I sell mucho

They tried to get away and fell through so

If you smell zoo though I’m comin' to quell you bro

When I make a person my dinner like I’m El Cuco

I eat 'em like insalata, I lead 'em right into Allah

I bleed 'em once I meet 'em, run ta freedom or into lava

When the shotta holla, jotter hotter than Guatemala

I’m T’Challa father

Not a maga, the Baba Yaga

Saliva dripping

Eyes are picking the idiot that standing by the kitchen

I try to quicken

Rigor mortis, the nigga ordered to die, you gettin'

Knives are stickin', N9na kill 'em with my precision

I’ma feed off of anything moving, the N9na looking

I’ma eat, drink, and be merry

Eater for any king ruling I know he shook enough

And we thinking he scary

I’m 'bout to sic 'em, I’m rippin' this style colder

The wild cobra, dead another without closure

The way you knowing your life and your route’s over

The foul soldier shape shift into Malebolgia

Feed, feed

Feed, watch 'em bleed

Feed, feed

Feed, all I need

I’ve become my fear

My cross I bear and don’t care to clarify

I can scare you more than any goon would ever dare try

Tell your baby, nobody catch a diverted plot

Stirred crazy, apply the pressure and stir the pot

Never faze me, why would I let you, you’re a bot

You see they doubt you, don’t need a stretcher, they need a mop

Their slit is gushing, the killer crushing, get rid of fussing

Shit are flushing, the blood spilled and the liquor was in

Grip to touch it, was givin' up the Bourbon gluten

I’ma hit the button, you triggered something that lit the oven

Hidden figure big enough to reconsider rushing

But I get to bussing and you get word of a big eruption

Then to hushing, the jig is up and the lip is tucking

Give you the way that’s never fit in, I couldn’t adjust it

On a psycho-path

Get to screwing up everything like a carpenter

I be scared of myself dead ass

Even ruin our lot like a card dealer

Pray to God that I never worship a golden calf, nigga

But the demons I battle be kinda getting to me

Shuddering at the shutter that’s in a photograph

Pixelated the bigger picture was looking to me

But I keep snapping

Spur of the moment, cinematic, I been erratic

What you seen happen

Into lifefully chaotic, we men of havoc

I’m like David Chappelle with the crack sprinkling

Never sleeping like I’m resisting a rest, nigga

Thought I’m failing, compelling 'em, oughta think again

I’m too determined, I’m turning, I’m twisting necks, nigga

Feed, feed

Feed, watch 'em bleed

Feed, feed

Feed, all I need