Scavengers, Pt. 2

Ayo everybody Hunt a nigga down now Who i trust now not a soul now They say they wanna piece of mind But they just want a piece of mine Ya dig Said ya life is going mid Then you hate yourself within U try to come for me Instead of overcoming All of yo difficulties So don't remember me Forget the number Like pi after the four I feel like these niggas coming Hunt me down Now the kid is so prepared now I see these niggas creeping I see these niggas stalking I feel like my soul cry And if u break thru my flesh Maybe u can feel it too Scared of the hunt Cuz im blind to the predators Where they come from Where they be from Never know son Cuz beyond this flesh Take a taste of soul that's crying But a tear is never satisfying And niggas still plotting While i'm ripping rapping And mumbling over type beats U fugazzi type beat type niggas I never gave a damn Or even noticed u Up on my back U baboon u assume That everything is For my personal gain I feel the animosity building In a room full of snakes Cold blooded killers If u religious then believe That yo judgment day coming Ain't no hiding Ain't running From the hunt boy I see these niggas creeping I see these niggas stalking I feel like my soul cry And if u break thru my flesh Maybe u can feel it too Scared of the hunt Cuz im blind to the predators Where they come from Where they be from Never know son Cuz beyond this flesh Take a taste of soul that's crying But a tear is never satisfying