Young Deshi - Hunger Pains

Mufuckin' Pakk Muzik

Yo, I was going through some changes families
Starving in these streets with no edible arrangements
Only had some paper for these pictures
That I've painted knowing you can lose everything if you cannot maintain it
Legacies are born from the bottom you can't claim
It is something that is earned through hard work and dedication
Keep on hustlin' until there's no more bank statements telling me
I'm in the negative currency enslavement
Eff that, every time we are behind these payments got me feeling so depressed
It's a feeling that I've hated
Forever and ever more, to the point it became heinous nowadays it doesn't matter
I'm used to it it's painless
Hopefully some karma comes back goodness gracious
It's hard staying loyal to somebody that is faithless
Half these idiots put out something oh so tasteless
Manufactured by a machine that has a certain sameness
Bow down you're about to witness future greatness
When I step into this mic and give you something that's contagious
For your mind, body and soul these are certain places
That I'm aiming at making sure this energy's not wasted
Once in a lifetime this moment isn't basic see
I'm speaking from the heart y'all envy being famous
Huh, you envy being famous but I've meditated end up in the bottom of a basin

Life is never meant to be fair that's what I see
If it was then a trillionaire is what I'd be
The poor would have a green house if money grew on trees
Little snippets to a music lover's such a tease
Not everyone in this world can be pleased
White supremacist wish my citizenship would cease
Universal evil I just wanna beg for peace
But I get where you are coming from the devil tryna creep
Suited for a blazer keeps the blood off of the fleece honestly
If you ask me fourteen ninety two is weak
Lacerations cutting me much deeper with this dream
That I've hadn't even reached growing farther as it seems
Maybe, the time isn't right homie please see
I've waited my whole life not once got on my knees (No)
They say it's hereditary with genes so I had to straighten up
Getting folded by the crease
Visions of my grandfather telling me "Yo D
Do not let these bandits try to take you out of your seat
On the thrown that you rightfully deserve"
Do not beat yourself up make sure you stand from defeat

Make sure you stand from defeat

It's God's work

Written by:
Nahiyan Khandker

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