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letra de high noon - kinetics

[intro: kinetics]
yeah, to all the hungry ones, what
1, 2, kinetics in ya headphones
listen, black out
listen close, ayo check me out a moment man

[verse 1: kinetics]
a deserted town, with empty streets and a dirty crown
the type of place you will stumble upon and turn around
at 12 noon the sun is above burning down
an opportunity to show them that i’m worthy now
even though they tell me that i’ll never make it
something deep inside of me is sayin’ they’re mistaken
they usually boo, with an intuitive view
so i guess have myself a lot of provin’ to do
and who woulda knew that under the skin is a hidden treasure?
i spit a measure cleverly to make the rhythm fresher
so if you never heard of kinetics i recommended
you play my record again, the second my record ends
or better yet repet-tively pressin’ rewind
consecutively, the second it ends for the second time
and you better recognize i’m k!llin’ the track clean
cause i’m ill even after the pill and the vaccine
and so i left home, never to fall back
with a stick over my shoulder attached to a small sac
travelin’ a rocky road that took an entire year
an inspired pioneer with an iron desire clear
crossin’ the frontier, while occasionally frightened
conversin’ with the sun but i find it kind of enlightenin’
scopin’ out the k!llers in the middle of the wilderness
i rode into a village inhabited by the villainous
then i started pillagin’ by the gorge and the cavern
and the minute that i walk through the swingin’ doors of the tavern
i’mma slaughter a clause and give it audio gauze
breakin’ audible laws so the audience oughta applause
so go and hit the saloon and look at the time, dude
it’s high noon, so that means you’re gonna die soon
fast, get a last gl-ss, swallow it, and get a bottle
i’m a desperado leavin’ you hollow in el dorado

[hook: kinetics]
it’s been years on this road, here on this road
but i steer through the blood, sweat, tears on this road
i can hear it in my soul so i stay dedicated
even though they tell me that i’m never gonna make it
so here on this road, if you fear on this road
persevere through the blood, sweat, and tears on this road
if you hear it in your soul, then stay dedicated
even though they tell you that you’re never gonna make it

[verse 2: kinetics]
once upon a time in the west
there was a very brave renegade who never gave rhymin’ a rest
and n0body knows how he came to the showdown
but after the first round, they gave him the flow crown
he rode through the whole town, hopped off of the saddle
with a sound that rattled all the rattlesnake and the cattle
and some mistakenly cackle, but he’s takin’ the battle
makin’ em baffled and laughin’ while they playfully babble
increasin’ the murder rate
and reverberating his verbal array through ya vertebrae
impersonating a murderer leavin’ you perforated
you heard what i stated? or i should i burp and regurgitate it?
the hate of you perpetrators is purposely unrelated
my mother was uncolored, no wonder i’m underrated
but i’m proud, dog, and ready to sprout tall
i’m an outlaw, i’mma do better without y’all

[hook]

[verse 3: kinetics]
ayo i bring a certain presence to verbally murder peasants
and i got the urge like a commercial for herbal essence
a burnin’ desire that would probably require
every fireman speakin’ english to extinguish the fire
so comin’ out with automatics and all of ya harder tactics
to me is pretty pointless, like a r-t-rded cactus
i’m rugged, rough, and raw, so when motherf-ckers talk
suckers fall like the deconstructed walls of the dutchess mall
and best believe, whenever the trouble calls
like a backseat p-ssenger, man i never buckle, dog
so chuckle all you want but if you try to double-cross
i’ll have you with m-ffled coughs and critical muscle loss
and you definitely will be disadvantaged
and banished to havana to vanish, hopefully you manage your spanish
i been branded a bandit, abandoned, and handed a cannon
i’m damagin’ every ramblin’ mannequin on the planet
so d-mn it, i won’t surrender to the pain that i feel
cause even though my heels wound, eventually wounds heal
and check it, on the real, i would bleed for this music
and i have the f-cking scar on my left cheek to prove it

[hook]

- kinetics

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