Art, the Hunter Songtext
von Jerry Goldsmith

Saddle it on up
We bout to go on the hunt
Packing it all up
City to city
We turning the fuck up
My People get lit up
I′m takin another shot
I'm thinkin bout throwing up


Had to go get it
They didn′t fuck wit me
Now they approach
When they see me in city
Homie
Don't know me
Tryn act like my holy
Tryn ride on my wave n
I wouldn't condone it
Where′s my opponent
Look in the distance
But ion see nothin
Jerry B bossed up
It′s no discussion
Team gonna ride
Then we all gonna fly
Out to Pari for night
I'm doin this right
Put that on my life
Losing on sleep
I Been up thru the night
Money don′t sleep
So you know that I'm hungry
I′m cakin I'm cakin
Bish I got the munchies
Not wit no fuck shit
Leavin the function
Takin yo budget
See you in court then
Been in apartments
Now I need gardens
Been had a vision
Its lookin lawless
Leave all the small shit
Focus on mosh pits
Wake up in mornin
Let′s get it started
Keys my ignition
But no push to start yet
Outlaw
Outcast
Hit em wit the D Claws
Drop fast
Coppin me a V12
Skirt fast
Sittin wit a baddie
High class
And she give me big brain
Top class yeah
I get em all going
The rhymth be potent
I come with the real
You the last one to know it
My intuition is something ambitious
You know that I mean it
You hear my conviction
Ain't no convictions
But please do not test me
Flip like a switch
How I become so deadly
This shit a medley
Horseman
Behead me
Gon be the greatest
My mufuckin destiny

Saddle it on up
We bout to go on the hunt
Packing it all up
City to city
We turning the fuck up
My People get lit up
I'm takin another shot
I′m thinkin bout throwing up


Wild on this side
You cannot contain us
When we gon pop in
They look at us famous
Thorough as ever
I came wit my bruddas
Death to the ego
Brought us back together
J was the general
Unfillable shoes
But at This Moment
The fuck can I lose
Dumpin my money
Straight into the music
Hittin the road
Neva know
When I creep in
Used to take molly
That shit had me tweakin
Now I take vitamins
Water up frequent
Frequency way up
They ain′t on my channel
444
This a heavenly anthem
Puttin my Jesus piece
Upon my neck
Faith into god
No faith in a tec
I just put work in
I don't see defeat
Only results
Hear that on this beat

And I know they ain′t gone like it
When I finally find my way
And I don't they ain′t gone like it
When I take em on that chase
And I know they ain't gon like that
They can′t keep up wit da pace
And I know they ain't gon like me
Cause they never liked me anyway

Snapping on everything
Bought rap
A wedding ring
Down than a bitch
Then I turned up my hustling
Bizzle got real
Then he linked with BReel
This is the proof
It's all history from here

And I know they ain′t gone like it
When I pop off in my lane
And I know they ain′t gon like that
Holy Smoke is still the gang

Saddle it on up
We bout to go on the hunt
Packing it all up
City to city
We turning the fuck up
My People get lit up
I'm takin another shot
I′m thinkin bout throwing up