Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Hungry Ham’ by A$AP Ferg. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of A$AP Ferg or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
See this is Harlem, these our streets
Hungry Ham, that’s all we eatin’
Them niggas out here shining, niggas out here dying
‘Cause we never got along
We all go getters, we go get it
Some gon’ fake it, half won’t make it
Get a chance to make it out, we taking it
Block, Hungry Ham
‘Cause that’s my block, Hungry Ham
‘Cause that’s my block, Hungry Ham
‘Cause that’s my block, Hungry Ham
‘Cause that’s my block, Hungry Ham
‘Cause that’s my block, Hungry Ham
‘Cause that’s my block, Hungry Ham
Nigga what’s your block? Hungry Ham
Grandma used to call me Mickey Mouse but I’m no rat
On the block they threw a couple bullets, Warren Sapp
Seen my nigga’s family members buggin’ off the crack
Your uncle smell like shit like he got garbage in his ass
I’m from 143rd, I come from Hungry Ham, ya heard?
Where the pigs’ll lay you down and make a nigga bite the curb
Them kids is poppin’ Percs because they claim it cool they nerves
My crazy ass neighbors sprinkle HOO-HOO-HOO
Street name was Stirrin’, smell like shit, vomit, urine
When my bitches come over they have the look of concerning
Like why he stand in the hallway with a milk carton and be lurking?
Why he jumping for joy when the whole building was just burning?
What about that nigga’s sash? Wore the socks on his hands
Purple coats in the summer, with the Glock in his pants
And he stabbed his own mama, how you do that to your fam?
‘Cause my block full of lunatics, call my shit Hungry Ham
Damn!
Block, Hungry Ham
‘Cause that’s my block, Hungry Ham
‘Cause that’s my block, Hungry Ham
‘Cause that’s my block, Hungry Ham
‘Cause that’s my block, Hungry Ham
‘Cause that’s my block, Hungry Ham
‘Cause that’s my block, Hungry Ham
Nigga what’s your block? Hungry Ham
Nigga f*ck your block, Hungry Ham
Nigga f*ck your block, Hungry Ham
Nigga f*ck your block, Hungry Ham
Nigga f*ck your block, Hungry Ham
Better wear your Glock, Hungry Ham
Better wear your Glock, Hungry Ham
Better wear your Glock
I’ll be back, nigga (Blah!)
My auntie ask my mama, “did Darold quit his job?”
I seen him three days straight sitting on a car
My mama screaming, “Darold, c’mon, you ain’t quit yo job!”
Mama yes I did (Darold!)
My mama barking like doggies
In front of my aunt and my shorty
I tell her, “I am a rapper” she suck her teeth and ignore me
All she see is my gold teeth, with a white bitch and some 40’s
I’m getting fame on computers, she don’t think this shit is for me
I used to pray for more women, now I get dozens of oldies
When I be hittin’ it doggie, she bark like HOO-HOO-HOO (Oh my, I’m horny!)
Only when you want sex you callin’ me
Tellin’ me how much you want me
But I think you’re full of baloney
I ain’t stressin’ you shorty, my shorty be stressin’ me, shorty
Claimin’ I’m messin’ with shorties and be undressin’ them shorties
I ain’t get no head from them shorties
Don’t be in the bed with them shorties
Now what these condoms for?
And please don’t say these Magnums is for me
I’m-I’m-I’m-I’m from Hungry Ham, y’all ought to know
Better get your ass another plan if you want to blow
Can’t play this corner for no more summers if you get my flow
We catching meat, but y’all niggas is buns, HOO-HOO-HOO
Block, Hungry Ham
‘Cause that’s my block, Hungry Ham
‘Cause that’s my block, Hungry Ham
‘Cause that’s my block, Hungry Ham
‘Cause that’s my block, Hungry Ham
‘Cause that’s my block, Hungry Ham
‘Cause that’s my block, Hungry Ham
Nigga what’s your block? Hungry Ham
Nigga f*ck your block, Hungry Ham
Nigga f*ck your block, Hungry Ham
Nigga f*ck your block, Hungry Ham
Nigga f*ck your block, Hungry Ham
Better wear your Glock, Hungry Ham
Better wear your Glock, Hungry Ham
Better wear your Glock, Hungry Ham
Papi, why you throwing things? Hungry Ham
I’ll be back! (Blah!)