(*talking*) Block it out, they trying to channel Negativity, through you yeah They mad cause you doing good, (mad cause you doing good) So don't give em no energy, (no energy) come on
[K-Rino] To artificial entities, I give no energy I move transcendently, to kill is the remedy Everytime you striving, they setting out to stain you The ultimate aim, of their presence is to drain you Poisoning your dreams, planting doubt in the brain of you To try to make you feel, like your goals are unattainable They concentrate on your short comings, and try to surface em Then they judge your life, like they're living the perfect one Hypocritical, is the only label that fits you They privately slander, then smile when they with you They scorn you, and never have a dollar they can loan you Same ones to crown you, be the ones to dethrone you The way a man or woman, can hate on a friend Is the only thing that real people, can comprehend Hearts rusty, I always proved that you could trust me They must be, out to prosecute me unjustly It hits like a venomous bullet, that never miss us They slip in your ear, with slick sinister whispers And all that's a part of it, your spirit's absorbing it They rob you of ideas, and act like they thought of it They take minds and bruise em, it's deep envy that rules em The truth is, the energy that you're giving em fuels em So when they have nothing to turn out, they burn out Hater blocking got em in trans, like they was shermed out Hell, would you let somebody tell you That you could never excel, when everything they ever did fell through We dwell in positive elements, and deposit intelligence And never judge you, for past closeted skeletons Hate I don't need it, I can't see it or read it You could bring that bacon to me, but I'm not gon' eat it You can beat it, these heathens made it hard to keep achieving To win the ring, you gotta start grinding in preseason But while you grinding, don't nag about timing And remember it's a thin line, between venting and whining That's it, I hope it's sinking in as I'm spitting it Cause if God got some'ing for you, who can stop you from getting it no energy
(*talking*) Don't give em no energy man What's up to my homie Jordan King out there in Alabama What up Milo, what up Chucky, Big Snipe in the building Re-Up Entertainment, kill the haters haTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
