[Intro – 4 bars] (Sound of a heavy metal door slamming shut, echo) People ask me... "KB, why so aggressive?" "Why don't you chill?" (Laughs darkly) Because if I stop moving... I die. Lyrical Death Machine... Step four. [Verse 1 – 8 bars] It’s psychological, biological, diabolical logic I’m filling the pocket with rockets, I’m locking the topic It’s not a choice, it’s a voice in the void that destroys Every silence with violence and lyrical noise I got a hunger that’s younger than thunder and plunder I’m pulling you under, I’m tearing asunder the wonder Of living a normal life, boring and trite with a wife And a dog and a fence? Nah, I’m married to the knife. [Pre-Hook – 4 bars] It’s the itch in the vein It’s the beauty in pain It’s the sound of the rain On a window of gain. [Hook – 8 bars] Why we do this? Cause the silence is a killer in the head Why we do this? Cause I’d rather be a legend when I’m dead It’s the fire in the gut, it’s the door that never shuts It’s the ifs and the buts getting slashed with the cuts Yeah, why we do this? It’s the only way to keep the demons down Why we do this? It’s the heavy-ass weight of the crown We don’t do it for the likes, or the spikes, or the Nikes We do it for the kill... and the heads on the pikes. [Verse 2 – 8 bars] I’m allergic to average, I’m savage, I manage the damage I’m speaking the language of anguish, I sandwich the bandage Between the wound and the scar, I’m raising the bar I’m a star in a jar that is thrown from a car You see the glory, I see the laboratory, the story The mandatory inventory that is getting gory It’s a compulsion, repulsion, a lyrical propulsion A chemical emulsion resulting in expulsion. [Verse 3 – 8 bars] I wake up sweating with rhymes in the netting of mind I’m forgetting the time, I’m committing the crime of the prime Design is divine, but the grit is the shit that I spit When I sit in the pit and I’m lit and I never will quit It’s a sickness, a witness to fitness, a thickness Of skin that is win, that is tin, that is sin, that is in You ask me the reason? It’s hunting season, no treason I’m squeezing the freezing and teasing and pleasing and seizing. [Hook – 8 bars] Why we do this? Cause the silence is a killer in the head Why we do this? Cause I’d rather be a legend when I’m dead It’s the fire in the gut, it’s the door that never shuts It’s the ifs and the buts getting slashed with the cuts Yeah, why we do this? It’s the only way to keep the demons down Why we do this? It’s the heavy-ass weight of the crown We don’t do it for the likes, or the spikes, or the Nikes We do it for the kill... and the heads on the pikes. [Verse 4 – 8 bars] Some people golf, some people drink, some people sink I sharpen the link and I darken the ink and I think About the legacy, supremacy, the clemency of memory The remedy for enemies, the heavenly assembly I build an empire from wires and liars and fires And tires that burn on the pyres of all my desires If I stop for a second, the reckoning beckons, I reckon So I keep on checking the weapon and stepping and prepping. [Verse 5 – 8 bars] Money is paper, the vapor, the caper, the scraper The shaper of drapes but it never can make you a raper Of beats and of streets and of feats and of seats at the table I’m unstable but able, a cable of fable, a label I do this to breathe, I do this to seethe, I do this to leave A mark on the sleeve of the Adam and Eve, I believe In the power of words to deter the absurd and the herd And fly like a bird... nah, strike like a bird of prey. [Hook – 8 bars] Why we do this? Cause the silence is a killer in the head Why we do this? Cause I’d rather be a legend when I’m dead It’s the fire in the gut, it’s the door that never shuts It’s the ifs and the buts getting slashed with the cuts Yeah, why we do this? It’s the only way to keep the demons down Why we do this? It’s the heavy-ass weight of the crown We don’t do it for the likes, or the spikes, or the Nikes We do it for the kill... and the heads on the pikes. [Outro – 4 bars] It’s not a hobby. It’s a survival mechanism. If I don't write... I don't exist. KB. Understand now?
