KINETICENERGY

Came from the bottom, was shaped with a grin

And cut all my chains and go straight in the wind

Got a close circle, no fake people in

They always said my hate came from within

And that's a true judgement, it came with a vent

But if you and your people come for a game

Then I'mma make sure that you stay in your grid

'Cos I'm sick of these people, I'm sick of these kids

Because I'm gonna give it all it takes

Fuck these sinners, fuck these snakes

I jump for the winners whilst I'm clutching my faith

'Cos I come from a beginnin' if you don't stay in your lane

You get a punch to the face, you get jumped like a bass

'Cos I'm sick of these attitudes of all these bitches

Syringes in all their veins like an appendage

They come at you and act like a best friend

'Til they lash at you and come packed like a bread bin

Bredrin...

You don't know nothing...

Let me tell you something about these people and how they act

They come from a certain pack, with a certain tact

And a verbal nack to diverge your path

And no matter how far past you get, they'll always traverse you back

It's a rhythm...

All the shit that's living within 'em

It's indented within their system...

It's like something's missing...

'Cos every time you call them out on it, they go on like it's your invention

In your imagination like you're the victim

Just let 'em all know your hate comes with a charge

Because every big person looks a shade of who they are

If you stay on your stage and look from afar...

You little stupid bitch

Let 'em all know they get chewed up quick

Make your move and choose your pick

Let 'em all know what a funeral is

'Cos real killers will only shoot for necks...