Lyrics Spite – Kill Or Be Killed

It’s kill or be fucking killed
Yeah
Give it up
Yeah

Exhausted from pathetic fucking 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 fuckers 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 fucking killed
No room to inhale
Leave nothing for you scavenger fucks
I am not flattered
I am honestly fucking insulted

So fuck 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 fucking neck

Carefully crafted social personas
Do you even know who the fuck 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 fucking leeches
Are not welcome in this cult
We are all-seeing, soul-eating, fear-nothing beings