King Frank May - Hunger Games

Still, uninspired by drug empires and crooks
I've been sitting with lions, no, these the giants they book
In Dutch prisons, this ain't no drug sentence
This way above Quentin-Maximum
Still, I'm honored for having them
I relate with like half of them, shame the news cause they draggin' them
Only victims of agents who infiltrate and go after them
You know who backing them, oil companies; shareholders
Private investors in like four companies
Of mercenary contractors; colored office of actors
Usurp the state that after, destabilize and then capture
Oh the hypocrisy, what's this democracy
They came to federalize us, oh how they agonize us
From independence to codified in amendments
We went from the descendants to now convicted defendants
See negus fight for they jewelry, we just fight for immunity
Close the case for ourselves, then run it back for the munity

Stuck in the economics, trust in the Reaganomics
You know the drill, the extortionist bill
Pay your respect, cut the check, huh
Pay your respect, take your neck, huh
Check me out

The time is ticking; they circle round the block, hitmen
That pass and shoot like Scottie Pippen
Nobody in my eminent domain, can ever fake on Frank bout his name, or his aim
Different, but the same in this game, uh
Leaving no evidence, bitches in Becket bends
The rumors that never end
Simulated getaways, thoughts of my inner Cain
Able to kill my brother, that's the shrug of a winner's shame
Blow it back, 'til his head is gone
Take the sack that we met on
Break it down to it's etymon
That's that trap that we set 'em on
Fall into heaven's arms
The wrongs of the Peasants song
You ain't live in an orphanage
You can't judge what the orphan did
A circle of orphan kids, fighting they stomach pains
You don't want war negus, this is my hunger games
Check me out

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Tauren Robinson El Bey

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King Frank May

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