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[Hook]
There’s a Tiger on the loose
There’s a hunter on the prowl
Ain’t got no way to hide from him
(And when I see ya, when I see ya, when I see ya)
He gon’ chase you down, down, down, down, down
Blood is in the air, oh Lord it just ain’t fair
But know it’s over now
There’s a Tiger on the loose



[Verse 1]
Claws sharp,
Designed by panda
Claws so sharp,
I’m one smart santa
Claws so big
Lawyers wouldn’t wanna grant it
If a prick gets pricked
He gone need a bigger band-aid
I’ma sand grain, lodged in ya eye lids
An in-sight to violence, a pain in ya iris
A strain of a virus, with no vaccine
The only love I’m lobbing out is with a Novak Swing
And it ain’t a pretty picture, no Kodak scene
Just rappers getting boxed in like the Kojak theme
(Who loves ya baby?!) Shit a Super slick sabertooth grip
Couldn’t snap Pale if he was thinner than a toothpick
Name a time or place, you pick
Watch Nino throw 50 on it like he’s Whoo Kid
Who did - you think you was?
Like I couldn’t keep up? Is you ridiculous?

(There’s a Tiger on the Loose)

[2nd verse]
Compare me to house cat? Bitch please
I’m the beast underneath all these layers of fleece—
Sizing up every sheep in they skinny jeans
………………..Smells like dinner to me
Consumer got oven preheated to four hundred
They say you shouldn’t eat 30 minute before running
But damn, this appetite is the size as four stomachs
Hear it rumble through the jungle so fuck it let’s go hunting
But if you wanna Kendall Jones me? Try me
The irony, there ain’t a brittle bone inside me
But if the Cal see em? Better milk every breath
Guarantee you’ll need an orthopedic surgeon at best
Cause When I hit, I kill ya like I’m urgent for desks
You Best Buy more time from the merchant of death
Or Elsa your heartbeat Froze-in-to a doze
Tell his mama Let It Go


[3rd verse]
I pounce emcees and stalk beats
35cc’s couldn’t stop me
No matter the tranq, without Joshing around
I’m fantastic for the bomb that I drop on your town
Riding around ya city if the top isn’t down
We hot boxing in the whip like we’re sparring in rounds
My paws are scary but my balls are larger
You can’t call for help like you lost your charger
Soon as you claim King, your future gets dark
Cause your reign as King aligns more with Ned Stark
Get smart! Before you get necked.
Become another head mounted round my desk
Become another meal I’d bear to digest
Yogi’s picnic basket packed with just flesh
——Just guess - if I gave a head start
How faaar would you get if—

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from Chasing Nirvana EP, released August 10, 2016

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