CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : 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
f*ck 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
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
f*ck 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
