Feeding Time

Lyrics

[Hook: ClockworC & Mr.Grey] This is feeding time been hungry all my li-i-i-fe I've been gulpin' but my stomach, can never be satisfied I'm a black hole spit with them now and the cracked skulls It's a fact nobody be holding a candle This is feeding time been hungry all my li-i-i-fe I've been gulpin' but my stomach, can never be satisfied I'm a black hole spit with them now and the cracked skulls It's a fact nobody be holding a candle [Verse 1: Mr.Grey] I'm that dude with a black soul The hunger of black hoes Storming your cast so you can call me an asshole Grey gorilla demigod Atom bomb Split tongue Spit truth Waste booth Dialectic napalm I'm the motherfucking king of the hill And if you're looking for true еvil then this is the root for real I'm a vеngeful son of an animal Stomach [grout fit?] for a cannibal Pit bull hard body dropping in though I've seen the day that the stars collide You see your life through songs Just starry eyes You really think that you got God on your side I got the devil sitting shotgun doing the drive-by Spraying every opponent In my wave sick flow You get steam roped Lighter than you rappers singing out of key This is the rise of a dynasty I'm indeed finding diamonds Shot so hard Leave the world blind And the darkness unwinds [Hook: ClockworC & Mr.Grey] This is feeding time been hungry all my li-i-i-fe I've been gulpin' but my stomach, can never be satisfied I'm a black hole spit with them now and the cracked skulls It's a fact nobody be holding a candle This is feeding time been hungry all my li-i-i-fe I've been gulpin' but my stomach, can never be satisfied I'm a black hole spit with them now and the cracked skulls It's a fact nobody be holding a candle [Verse 2: ClockworC] I'm the definition of sinister rock A devilish grin Ya know I be the shit You just a quiff in the wind This that Indiana Jones flow Equipped with the whipped tongue Every bar I spit's Equivalent of the Ark opening up Slithering in my shit again Put it down never fit it in I'mma scrape head With a head full of medicine In the pit again Trynna find the kid again But he's gone with the black cat Don't cross the road Truck was another holy rolling stone [Holding?] call then I grabbed the phone Didn't I know there was nobody home Still nobody home I'm wrong gone Eating up living in raw charge Charge coughs Can't be blowing a bald spots You living in a fox hole another box hole with a Bach hole Kicking them Pong songs Wait for it Pray for it Yup Skies gonna fall when we all scream for it Pot filled up but I'm gonna drink for it See for it Blow it all to hell But when I dance with the devil I dance with myself So please tell me I'm a message in a bottle full of whiskey In the stream Picking on concrete jungle beats Clock gotta work till sun deceased Come to pillage I'm the niece so fuck it [Hook: ClockworC & Mr.Grey] This is feeding time been hungry all my li-i-i-fe I've been gulpin' but my stomach, can never be satisfied I'm a black hole spit with them now and the cracked skulls It's a fact nobody be holding a candle This is feeding time been hungry all my li-i-i-fe I've been gulpin' but my stomach, can never be satisfied I'm a black hole spit with them now and the cracked skulls It's a fact nobody be holding a candle