(feat. Crescent Moon)



[Verse 1:]

I know they hungry

But, I don't think they want it inside

Well, I'm gonna keep force feeding them till comets collide

They vomit they lies and act all astonished when I

Spit blood on a verse that is honestly mine

Right from the atery

A part of me courses through these blue veins

I'm starving in the lunch line

Eating up the food chain

Giving anorexia a new name

It's for the people who get full

After a few grains of loose change

So whose to blame

Fools who hang on what the people said

Or maybe it's they sidekicks

Who try to keep their ego fed

I got the needle and thread

Sewing up they windpipe

So maybe they can stop inhaling other people's insight

I'm midnight snacking on rapping

To feed my appetite

I see you jokers acting like those crumbs will keep you satisfied

Yo, they must be on a passion strike

I see the picket signs shouting

Everybody who wants some props, just get in line

Serving number 37

All of y'all just wait

Good job, now pat yourself on the back

And attach your vertabrae

Slip a disk

Your three-inch floppies make me sick

Need to reboot quick

Cause now you're dealing with the zip

And a hard drive

The live fire-wire taking the scsi(scuzzi) out

They thinking about making a big noise but never shout (Shh!)

Let's wake the baby with a baseball bat

At least the screaming has a meaning, cat

Consider that



[Chorus:]

Consider it

Consider it a

Consider it a promise not a threat, that we wreck mics

Consider it

Consider it a

Consider it accomplished, keep your windpipe sealed tight

Don't eat

Don't eat

Don't speak

Can't speak

Can't eat

Can't eat

Can't speak

Don't eat

Force feed [x6]

All of y'all anorexia



[Verse 2:]

Dude, they might be hungry

It seems they would rather shrivel and die

Well, i'ma force feed 'em, treat 'em

Till they choke on their pride

They shielding their eyes, but no complaints

These fucking stow-aways catch a free ride

Like chim-chim in the trunk of the Mach 5

Backwards I'm bending and mending every broken stitch

Steady, fending off bulemics

Rock the same shit

Well, I think it's all they got man, so won't you let it live

Nah, they can watch me kill this fucking beat

Cause I created it

Why is it that they never take a risk

When they laying bricks?

My weight alone will serve them

While they serving my favorite dish

Spanish rice burritos and a plate of fish

Damn, that sound good as hell man, I'm tasting it

Now is he making sense?

We eat, sleep, and pay the rent

To make a track

Wreck a show

And laugh at y'all that play events

Like, ha, HA! [x3]

Now, Yo, Let's rap man!



[Chorus:]

Consider it a promise not a threat that we wreck mics

Consider it accomplished, keep that wind pipe sealed tight

Consider it a promise not a threat that we wreck mics

Consider it accomplished, keep that wind pipe sealed tight

Consider it [x8]

Consider this

Consider that

Consider this

Consider that

Consider this

Consider this



[Outro:]

"I say fuck em"

Yo [x3]

"Turbo, ok....stop!"