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Yo another night I'm on a roll
Pen to paper losing all control
Beats drop lines flow out my soul
Chasing that perfect verse goal
Sunrise creeping through the window pane
Brain fried feeling all the strain
Eyes heavy like they caught in rain
Forgot to eat forgot the pain
My stomach grumbles a low deep sound
Empty space where food should be found
Another masterpiece on solid ground
But energy levels hitting the compound
Used to love the quiet the deep of night
Now it's just a fight for morning light
Fuel tank empty but the words ignite
Sacrificing meals for what feels right
Body screaming mind's in overdrive
Just tryna keep this creative fire alive
No time for breakfast no time to thrive
This artist's hunger running high
Stayed up late creating tracks
Now my stomach's launching attacks
Missed that breakfast can't turn back
Yeah the hunger game's a fact
From the studio to the early sun
Another masterpiece almost done
But my morning meal is overrun
Oh the hunger has begun
Coffee's brewing strong and black
Still no sign of a morning snack
My focus wavers I'm off the track
Need some protein need to get back
Last night's session was so intense
Every bar every word made perfect sense
Building anthems breaking all defense
But my body pays the consequence
Scrolling through the fridge a barren sight
Just empty spaces no morning light
This lifestyle choice both dark and bright
Trading comfort for a sonic flight
Lyrics fresh but my system's slow
Should have known this how it would go
A creative fever a burning glow
But breakfast always the first to go
Body screaming mind's in overdrive
Just tryna keep this creative fire alive
No time for breakfast no time to thrive
This artist's hunger running high
Stayed up late creating tracks
Now my stomach's launching attacks
Missed that breakfast can't turn back
Yeah the hunger game's a fact
From the studio to the early sun
Another masterpiece almost done
But my morning meal is overrun
Oh the hunger has begun
This ain't just a habit it's a phase I'm in
Chasing inspiration from deep within
Sacrifice the first meal to truly win
But man this rumbling makes me thin
Yeah the passion burns the fuel it drains
Writing lyrics through the morning rains
Ignoring hunger ignoring all the pains
Just for these melodic refrains
Stayed up late creating tracks
Now my stomach's launching attacks
Missed that breakfast can't turn back
Yeah the hunger game's a fact
From the studio to the early sun
Another masterpiece almost done
But my morning meal is overrun
Oh the hunger has begun
