hunger to be free...

Hunger to be free…

Its like im I a glass container surrounded by all my foes,
enemies.
Laughing, some singing a song o’ victory cause their number one
Enemy is down.
Hunger to be free, free me…

These are tears o’ the lost soul.
All my plans go down, fail with no second chance guaranteed
Its like I’m running in the desert under that hot sun.
With dry theist, having that wish to make to the fountains alive,
Behind I thousands o’ hungry hyenas like I, chasing me.

If my soul is the only solution, then let ‘em have it.
And the names given to I, dowgy aint cool at all.
Its like they putting sharp pins in my body, n’ dragging i.
Or a rope around my neck…
Babukeleni Ooh bandenzani.

Inzima indlela ebheka empumelelweni,
Dowgy inde indlela ebheka empumelelweni.
Its like my hole world is shaking n’ I’m goin’ toe-toe
With lucifar.
The best soldies in the world died before that line.
Yhe! That line seven feet behind i.
Ndiyekeni, I’m fighting for my internal freedom.
I lost many valuable personal belongings to get here, dowgy I cant lose no more.
Hunger to be free…

I’m out.