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letra de hunger! - res lauren

lauren: ooo, oh we ready‚ ooo we’re eatin’‚ oooo! (laughter)

mhmm

(verse 1)
mistress or the minstrel?
piglets want a big show
p-ss thrown‚ tickets, tick, ticks get your in-grown
wishlist fist get your grit shown‚ fix those, tricks what your lips licked
tigger in a sh-t storm

really not a minute in my mental, meant‚ though
many men a mini morsel, many men a mint, no
maybe i’m a mini-mama, manna maybe meant more
mocking mama’s mommery should tip-toe

call it what you want, i’ve not a dollar left to lend
low-ball me in the end, but i got ballers, i’m a big bro
rip what you skip, cord, cuddle, not a nick
cut the collar with the red, to the letter, let your limbs grow

lick these wounds mama, spit fortunes, coddle cutters
call ’em food, call on caviar to stick you
crept, cut, kept, too tall to nod a neck noose
naughty when she neck, nada audible to step to

now she got a rep, gotta let loose, tech too
talk a lot of sh-t, but not a daughter she could set loose
lock her in a cage, karma call her on collect
lose your lottery a lot the way these feelings don’t affect you

f-ck a fake ten, no tense to measure tense to
you ever seen a friend f-ck a friend too?
maybe that friend just needed friends to f-ck a friend to
freckles on a flame need a sickle and a pencil

wanna see a body disappear? i intend to
the way you play your cards got me f-cking up the stencil
and if i defined it first, you know i never meant to
just had to show these demons who the mother f-ck to bend to

meant to, man i mean i may be main event
or maybe many man’s men make a lentil
lent you all the little plans to lay the letter, that you can’t do
lady, lady, ladder, lady, let loose

lotta ladies lay, or lay the love the lady went through
waiting for these maybes, make amends
and maybe if the fates could make a friend, they could then do
all the things that all the ladies’ ladies can’t intend to

can’t you, plan to, canopy a man?
can’t a candle come and come up on a can-do?
cuz if candle can’t, then a crater can’t command
and then we all gon’ have to roll over to man’s do

achoo, pick up, pack up, pick a better plan
piper, picker, pick a stan, but not someone who’s gonna stan you
and if you never thought of lady with no chamber
it’s only cause you don’t know all the things she can do

(hook)
propaganda prop, prop me, walla
proper cities pop “off deez,” tada
guala guala, rot ot, a lot
falling man, i fall for free

and a lotta city suckas gon’ see
f-ck a fake friend, f-ck a fee
guap-getter got no teeth, no preme
i think you mean you want the whole team

(verse 2)
and, what’s it that you live for?
love a little, live more
drip for a quick tick, tour to tackle timber
bitty bitty b-m, baby battle, baby big war
brick by brick, ima tell him not to flick yours

cuz, what you’ve seen is nothin’ up against what’s been yours
imports, been a minute, bang ’em, bend a bit more
bit coin, big bore, big mad, big shorts
eat ’em if you need ’em, enemies’ll never miss more

missy mean, a mini-missile, missy mean, a mid
sore sight for your eyes, forge a victory of fist wars
sick on a stick it up your -ss if you want six more
silly little sissy, big sis wants a chick

click, click boom, click, a bigger tomb, tattered, too
rather die than fight you, rather ride than write rules
rather not offend, rather chat than ride a dude
yo i may be mad if a mayday made a muse

maybe manners wouldn’t matter and a match could catch a fuse
trip gore, grit, go and get a little sick
sucks to never f-ck a d-ck, just suck so you can spit more

(hook)
mhmm

[[ conversation – march 2nd, 2016 / pub rock / scottsdale, az ]]
friend: thank god that woman came out here and told me to close my tab

pell: me too, i was like yo..

friend: she told you too?

pell: i totally forgot about that

friend: me too

pell: what is this?

lauren: something a little faster

pell: this is a beat?

friend: uh-oh. she’s a little… she’s like…

lauren: i’m like, fast

friend: yeah, that’s what i was gonna say

lauren: can i… i can do it without one, honestly

friend 2: what’re you like, a twista? or a…

friend: twist!

lauren: twist?

friend 2: he raps fast!

friend: “i could make you a celebrity overnight…”

lauren: grew up in a cul-de-sac… no i think a little faster, a little faster…

friend: yeah, play that… play the… overnight… overnight…

lauren: not like so fast, but like, fast enough…

friend: overnight…

pell: my sh-t gon’ die b, i’m at 1%…

lauren: whatever, doesn’t matter
grew up in a cul-de-sac
not the same as kendrick, i won’t claim to none i know that
cling to sunny throwbacks, in the yard i burnt my whole back
and then it’s in the mirror, if it’s blurry, i look thinner
gotta look like kendall jenner, what society say
and if i had my way, i’d throw society away
writing verses up in cl-ss, professor looked the other way
i had to follow his advice to get to where i am today

look, i had a couple dreams about the currents and the breeze
in the back of my brain is yeezy’s “blood on the leaves”

all: ohhh!

lauren: i memori- (laughter), ayyye don’t run off! don’t run off now! f-ck…

friend 2: did you write that?

lauren: f-ck yeah! i wrote that today in f-cking cl-ss while my professor was talking about… who knows what, whatever… this and that… just a suburb queen not giving a f-ck, i’m chasing my dreams so wish me good luck, flow so wild, my nickname’s young buck, all these rappers around are like sitting ducks, like you’re always gonna be a no-body, you knew i’m something from the second that you saw me, i spot winners, spot quitters, like a sniper from the distance, dropping bodies like that’s my hobby! wooh! that felt good. there’s so much more, like…

friend: that sh-t was overwhelming, for a girl to…

lauren: look, i had a couple dreams about the currents and the trees… in the back of my brain is yeezy’s “blood on the leaves” …i memorize these verses and they play when i breathe, that’s right, it’s underneath my breath, but got me down on my knees. got two on, 2-on-1, i need memory please… deleted half my files so i could save room for these… i got cracks all in my mac, i got limited means, i might have a different life, but this sh-t still ain’t free. who could play through the pain? reality wanna know. who’s the one to get society on its back and overthrown? who’s the first on to say our ignorance is overgrown? this world ain’t even ours man, we got it on a loan. and a house is not a home if you’re too f-cked up. the ground is all i know, man, i’m too f-cked up. i looked up how to drink alone, man that’s real f-cked up, is this how i run my business? need a witness, got a 1up

pell: aye, 1up, you heard it here first. hot new hip-hop, get your game up

lauren: just a suburb queen not giving a f-ck, i’m chasing my dreams so wish me good luck, flow so wild, my nickname’s young buck, all these rappers around are like sitting ducks, like you’re always gonna be a no-body, you knew i’m something from the second that you saw me, i spot winners, spot quitters, like a sniper from the distance, dropping bodies like that’s my hobby!

pell: there you go!

friend: good job!

pell: she said “i’m a suburb queen!”

lauren: thank you! i’m a suburb queen… no but that one i was spitting earlier, that you..

friend: what’s your rap name?

lauren: oh, remy lauren

friend: remy lauren? i like that, it’s cl-ssy!

lauren: thanks! i wanted to do that. there’s that one that i was doing earlier, i like… basically i learned rap different. everyone, you know, my friends wouldn’t let me listen to rap, so i was like listening in my headphones, writing sh-t down, memorizing eminem’s verses, learning how to flow, memorizing, f-ckin, g-eazy’s verses… and so, like i heard of daye jack and then i started listening to your sh-t, and then i found out you had a song with like, a remix with g-eazy and i was like f-ck, that’s so dope. i memorized his verse, and wrote a rap in his same flow, cuz i’m like, good with like syllables and sh-t. and like, this and that. and i wrote it in the exact same flow

pell: yeah. it was very multi-syllabic i f-ck with it

lauren: thank you

friend: oh f-ck, what’d you say?

pell: multi-syllabic

friend: what?

lauren: what’s this i hear about options? i’ll do that one though…

pell: syllabic… connecting syllables…

lauren: what’s this i hear about options? people keep saying i gotta have options. what’s this bout judging the things i been wanting, get back to the stone and the hours you been clocking. ugh… and as for me i’ll stay in, f-ck haters i just wanna win… hit ’em like dominoes falling, not one of those, f-ck if i’m popular, f-ck if i might have to sin. ugh… i promise my best to stay real, maybe with paper i won’t have to steal… the things that i’ve done weren’t always ideal but what else could i do with depression to heal? whew…

friend 2: yeah! yes!

lauren: yes!

friend 2: you’re next up!

lauren: yes!

friend 2: you’re next up!

lauren: the things that i’ve done weren’t always ideal but what else could i do with depression to heal?

friend 2: that was dope

lauren: anyway…

- res lauren

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