Aceyalone

Aceyalone - The Hunt lyrics

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They hunt for you they hunt for me
 The hunter and the hunted
 They hunt for you they hunt for me
 The hunter and the hunted
 They hunt for her they hunt for him
 The hunter and the hunted
 They hunt for us they hunt for them

 Whenever I'm awake I look, Out
 Never know when I'll get took, Out
 The hunter likes to sneak behind, You
 Waiting just to undermind, You
 Any chance he'll get he'll blind, You
 Anywhere you go he'll find, You
 There really is no other op-tion
 Caught up in the new contrap-tion
 To get away is the objec-tion
 He smells the scent of your attrac-tion
 The predatore will get the prey
 Pray for your life that you get away
 Weigh out the pros and then the cons
 Confusion will just lead you on to the slaughter, by the hunter

 The hunter and the hunted
 They hunt for food they hunt for fun
 The hunter and the hunted
 They hunt to see the hunted run
 The hunter and the hunted
 They hunt the strong they hunt the weak
 The hunter and the hunted
 A friendly game of hide and seek

 The hunt is better than the kill, Real
 Close your eyes and try to feel, The steal
 Cold metal to your grill, Kneel
 Wish it was a sleeping pill, Peel
 His wig and watch watch his blood spill, Dead
 The hunt is better than the kill, They said
 The hunt is better than the kill, They said
 The hunt is better than the kill,
 The hunt us the thrill and the kill is just the reward for the chase
 You never get to see his face, You race
 You get away but you leave a trace, A Clue
 The fox is smarter than the hound, True
 That's exactly why they hunt him down, Caught
 You hear his little heart pound, Fear
 Murder on the battle ground, Dead
 The head hunter takes the head
 Yeah he was meant to die before he fled, Ha Ha Ha

   A good hunter don't hunt for the kill
   A good hunter hunts for the hunt
   Now that's a perfect hit right there
   That's a perfect shot
   That's a clean kill right to the heart, See that

 The runner running from the gunner
 The gunner's gonna, wanna
 Kill him when he see em
 Done away with
 Almost captured one of these days I will master the get away
 Got away clean I mean
 There's not a way out
 I mean, no means, no hide aways, no routes
 What's this about the hunt
 What's this about the hunter
 What's this about the hunted
 Now some will hunt to stay alive, and survive
 Others hunt to kill a tribe, and divide
 You can be on either side, Of Course
 Extinction in the hunters eye, no remorse
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Project Blowed Recordings

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Released in: 1998

Language: English

Appearing on: A Book of Human Language (1998)

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