Kane

[Intro: Percatric]
Run off with that pack—
I hop the gate—

[Hook: Percatric]
Hop over the gate
If I spot 12 I run on my feet
I won’t settle for talk, nigga, cause that shit cheap
[?] my life, feel like Floyd, I can’t breathe
And I’m not being knighted, but I’ll take a knee
I’m gon’ climb to the top like a ape up in that tree

[Refrain: Percatric]
Damn, I feel like I’m Uno, I slide with the [?]
Tell that boy watch his mouth if he don’t wanna die
Ima light up his block like it’s Fourth of July
Keep that stick on my back, but I’m not Columbine
[?] like Malcom with a dream if that boy try
If I tap with a stick on you, you will not come back
Press yo mans with the stick like a thumbtack
And this not NFL
But that boy finna run back to his gang

[Verse 1: Percatric]
Ima slide ‘bout the red and black mask
Bitch, feel like I’m Kane
Take yo soul like the Undertaker, you not safe
Bitch, I feel like Itachi, you can’t kill me
‘Cause, nigga, you don’t got enough hate in yo soul
I was down on my dick and my potna say, “No”
I was fighting them demons, I thought I was toast
Told myself, “I dont care how down bad I get, won’t turn to my father”
That is a oath
I won’t end up like that nigga cause I’m a G.O.A.T
Taught myself how to be a man, nigga, so no
But I’m not fully there, bitch, I got a long way
But I cannot get down, nigga, I will be great
Told my fam’ Ima get it, make sure them boys straight
Ima run to the money, I tie up my lace
.223 bullets make him run far
Up the stick like it’s GTA
Give up yo whip, I need yo ride, ‘cause I got a dream to chase

[Verse2WildKardUno]
Yeah
Nigga, I was down bad, I was fucked up
Nigga know he ‘ont wanna buck up
Nigga ain’t tammat shit, shut the fuck up
Hard work, nigga, no, I ain’t luck up
Mac in my pants, but you know the Glock tuck’
Keltec on ice like a hockey puck
That ain’t real juice, that’s a wocky cup
That ain’t real Glock, that’s an air soft
Shoot as his hair, nigga, take his hair off
Real wock, nigga, this ain’t no Smirnoff
Cap rap ass nigga, need to turn off
Holes in his whip, now he gotta turn off
Holes in his whip, put holes in his car
Free Baby K, got caught with that bar
Spin yo block, turn you to a star, bitch

[Refrain: Percatric]
I feel like I’m Uno, I slide with the [?]
Tell that boy watch his mouth if he don’t wanna die
Ima light up his block like it’s Fourth of July
Keep that stick on my back but I’m not Columbine
[?] like Malcom with a dream if that boy try
If I tap with a stick on you, you will not come back
Press yo mans with the stick like a thumbtack
And this not NFL
But that boy finna run back to his gang
Ha, ha, ha
Oh damn, fuck