The Hunt

by Hakim


What the hell are we all LOOKING FOR? 
People with kids want people with no kids 
Other people look for people with money 
When the people looking for people with money 
Have no money at all 
People have some ghaul 
Feel me? 
Women looking for men with nice cars 
But they can’t drive 
Men looking for women who want to phuck 
Nice titties and thick thighs a plus 
Some people look for honesty 
But can’t be honest within themselves 
So honesty is lost 
And ‘catchin’ feelings’ is the cost 
People looking for lies 
To hide the wicked truth 
Tell lies 
Then you, who look for people who don’t lie 
Find people who do 
Because they lie to you 
Huh? 
You lie to them. 
No muthaphuckin’ body is telling the truth 
For instance 
I met the woman 
Fairly attractive 
Her friends and them 
CHICKEN HEADS 
I hung out with the four of these chicks one Thursday night 
We all had just met 
Homegurl was all over me 
Talking and propositioning 
I liked her all over me 
So I was smiling and listening 
She offered to come home with me that night 
I wasn’t with that 
There was a time when I would have been 
But that time has now passed 
To make a long story short her friends got mad 
And told her I wasn’t right for her 
Because I didn’t stack 
She said her friends were bourgeois   
And it made her feel ashamed 
They hated on me cause I had no car 
So I said I’d buy her a stove 
And she can call it a Range 
Pack of dimes they might be 
But I don’t need change 
She gave me her number 
But before she could SAY 
Peace 
I deleted her out of my 2-way 
Breathe Easy 
Story, Cheesy? 
Could be 
But I’m proud of myself 
‘Cause I am who I should be 
ONE! 

The Hunt by Hakim

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