Introspect’s Verse:
Don’t get too close, it’ll hurt you
The people you call homies the same people that’ll merk ya
I only mean it literal, in extreme cases
When it goes down they’ll throw your name to dodge cases

Face it, it’s a pot of piss that we live in,
What happened to the loyalty, and respect given
Driven by the madness, but backflip over the masses
But I don’t have to replicate, I’m raw life molasses

Or raw like a sample ripped straight from the vinyl
To all the homies know I got your back like spinal
Cord, I don’t even have an accord
Put that on the list of all the shit I can’t afford

But I’m not really trippin’ spend my money to record,
Otherwise I’d be so stuck inside these lyrics that I hoard
I don’t imitate I navigate to elevate
Run on empty tanks of patience cuz of empty dinner plates

Aver’s Verse:
Digging in this jungle of crates acting like an ape
Thumping on my chest even if the beat is stopped or changed
the mcs relate internet kids debate
still loving hip hop when i got beats on my plate
this is for the love it this for the fun
this is for music pushed me when I had no funds
no its not done this is far from it
Just like knowledge progression never stopping
more development skills will be crafted and mastered
rebuilding our surroundings while diminishing attackers
aimed at ears right and left even if your deaf
read my lips hear my words while I paint the word progress
don't worry when you're all alone sitting in the forest
my talent is to make everyone feel noticed
cus I know how it is when troubles come in bundles
spitting remedies so you wont have to see the cookie crumble
Ceez’s Verse:
Stomach mumbling and it's that time of the season,
To go out and search for wait I ain't gotta explain my reasons,
Days passing me by but I'm still breathing,
Just know that I'm hungry and I ain't leaving,
Till' the fat lady sings her melody,
Oh baby please c'mon c'mon whatchu bring?
A loaf of bread and some butta'
But I still gotta share with 3 other brotha's,
Cause my momma didn't raise no selfish fool,
She told me honey don't be running by the pool,
So I never slipped, never bruised a hip, never busted my lip,
It's survival of the fittest and I'm ready rip,
Stimulate yo' mind like your hitting the cannabis,
But can I wish? feel the bliss, get a grip,
It's hunting season and a meal I can't skip,

Chorus:
So tell me who you hunting for?
So tell me why you running for?
It's hunting season and I'm out searching for more,
Haven't ate much just food scraps off the floor..