Spite Kill Or Be Killed
It's kill or be f..cking killed
Yeah
Give it up
Yeah
Exhausted from pathetic f..cking try-hards disgracing the hustle
A bunch of narcissistic look-at-me's false claiming the rulers throne
Do you have a single thing to offer that's not a trend
Or that has not been done before?
Another complaint over saturating my home
You had made yourself a sheep
Yeah, these f..ckers always want to be a victim
So come on let's put their blood onto the table
I would rather lead the pack of wolves
Weed out the weak let them make our bellies full
It's kill or be f..cking killed
No room to inhale
Leave nothing for you scavenger f..cks
I am not flattered
I am honestly f..cking insulted
So f..ck off
I am king of this jungle and I sentence you to death
I am leader of this pack and we are hunting
We are aiming for your f..cking neck
Carefully crafted social personas
Do you even know who the f..ck you are?
Another no one trying to get a play at my game
Fuck out of my face you're entitled to nothing
People pleasers, ass kissers, and f..cking leeches
Are not welcome in this cult
We are all-seeing, soul-eating, fear-nothing beings
Walk with me
This is the outsiders' rise
Let the weak ones all die
