[Haters are..? Non.]
[Intro]
A kid usin’ chat, hatin’ on us, what? Is this a cat?
keepin’ chat, every day he use that, waitin’ for us to care, a useless crying kid, cheer!
Listen up to grow up!

Grow up kid, hating leads to your own fed, in your ass why do you keep up on your bid? The case is to have more shit, just give it a shoot, and stop, sit. And you know? Lynch Kings doesn’t give a single shit.  – Hook

[Verse - 1]
I need you to focus with me
Hate on me as much as you can
Yeah, a little bit more for me, I am a fan, of mister stan!
Stan who was in Eminem’s You scared, I handle it euphemisms!

Grow up kid, hating leads to your own fed, in your ass why do you keep up on your bid? The case is to have more shit, just give it a shoot, and stop, sit. And you know? Lynch Kings doesn’t give a single shit.  – Hook

[Verse - 2]
Remember you got fucked in hambra?
Cried your moma!, I need my moma!
But she ain’t answerin’ you
, you still yellin’!
In hambra, you fucked,
 And moma didn’ even, even give a fuck.
 Grow up kid, hating leads to your own fed, in your ass why do you keep up on your bid? The case is to have more shit, just give it a shoot, and stop, sit. And you know? Lynch Kings doesn’t give a single shit.  – Hook

[Verse - 3]
Faggots everywhere hating!
Carrot guns! They talkin’ as bums cheatin!
Hatin’ they does, what else they can do?!
Cannot fuck! Even hurt a little kitty with a poo..

Grow up kid, hating leads to your own fed, in your ass why do you keep up on your bid? The case is to have more shit, just give it a shoot, and stop, sit. And you know? Lynch Kings doesn’t give a single shit.  – Hook

[Verse - 4]
Every mornin’ put on shirt’s
Look up their words,
I see nothin’ but hatin’ birds..
A war breached on me,
What do I do? No! Nothin’ but sayin’ no!
Havin’ my breakfast, then seeing how they break time fast!
Another hatin’ words, yes they keep hatin’ non-stop words..
N’at the end, we are.., we are the top cards, period.

Grow up kid, hating leads to your own fed, in your ass why do you keep up on your bid? The case is to have more shit, just give it a shoot, and stop, sit. And you know? Lynch Kings doesn’t give a single shit.  – Hook
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[Best Friend]
[Intro]
My friend’s lost, lost in my mind. His soul is posed, God took him by side.
Where is the solution? My heart, is feeling death.
Where’s the way? I need to grasp my health.
All I knew at the end, is all this farce.
Nothing stays too long, life ends like a song..
Yo..!

Waking up to see my friend’s dead, Believing no, my, my friend’s dead! What do I see? Shoots on everywhere, My friend’s dead, yes already dead. – Hook

[Verse - 1]
Waking up early morning, I couldn’t see what on my side.
Walking out and sorting like a hole made by a pride.
I couldn’t see my way, who’s there? Nobody lied.

[Verse - 2]
A friend knocking my door, who is there?! It’s your friend Noor.
Opening my door out to see, my eyes did cry..
Noor is injured no doubt, his soul is about to fly..
His soul is about to fly..

Waking up to see my friend’s dead, Believing no, my, my friend’s dead! What do I see? Shoots on everywhere, My friend’s dead, yes already dead. - Hook

[Verse - 3]
Waking up my friend, wake up! Slapping on his face!
He’s not responding no more, I am feeling maze!
An ambulance is on my ways! Calling up the medic
the medic is about to come, they came on late,
and fate took my soul mate.. [X2]

Waking up to see my friend’s dead, Believing no, my, my friend’s dead! What do I see? Shoots on everywhere, My friend’s dead, yes already dead. - Hook


[Verse - 4]
I am all lonely as now, I am feeling empty
My inner mind is lost, I am nothing to see!
What do you do when life, give you its back
an empty bottle got you, saying sorry, you lack the smack.
I am, am such a burden nobody seem to believe,
my success seeming to breach, but my heart, seems to be leashed..
my heart seems to leashed..
Waking up to see my friend’s dead, Believing no, my, my friend’s dead! What do I see? Shoots on everywhere, My friend’s dead, yes he’s already dead. – Hook [X2]