Meet The World
• Written by Kas2xBLK
Recording:View Fullscreen
Lyrics:
Kas2xBLK's Notes
RESPECTFULLY — I need more than empty props.
I’ve been here since the jump. One of the OGs on RapPad, tested pen, deep catalog. Props are cool, but they don’t build legacies.
If you really rock with me, click the link. Spin the music. Hear the full vision. I don’t make music for fake numbers — I make music because I live this.
Kas2xBLK. XVE. The Supervillain Show. Hate Me Later. Rights 2 Relapse. Years of pain, rage, faith, and villain energy in the flesh.
Don’t just read a 16 and move on. Step into the world I built off these bars.
I'm so on track
Just gotta be fair
Hey, hey, hey
Two times
What killed my niggas, what killed my niggas
What killed my niggas, world kills, world kills
What killed my niggas, the world killed my niggas
What killed my niggas, look
World turns a nigga, violent to silent
Fuck her when she wildin', call that sleepin' with sirens
Sold my soul, now I'm anxious
My hatred escaped after ages
My heart is in maintence, it's lost in a matrix
You want some attention, there's no registration
My baby girl Asian, I'm not Asian
When they say they racist, dislike black faces
My soul go save it, it's right next to Satan
I'm so close to death, swear to God I could taste it
Life is short, but death is amazing
Call me, see your numbers, know Alex Mason
Never seen a girl. baby like you, you
Never seen a girl. baby like you, you
Look, been smokin' and drinkin', thinkin' and smokin
Matchin' my pain, I'm always overdosin
This world distorts your character
Kills the narrator, breaks your barrier
Bitch, my guardian angel, resign like a bitch
I pour holy water all over my dick
You feel the sirens, praise God, I pray science
I'm lackin' His guidance and I'm still survivin
But I'm God's son, what's number to his telly
No Kas son, bomb first, no Machiavelli
This world ruins joy quicker than life
Death sneaks to defeat, rest in peace, Mr. Slice
Everything you do has a price, you can't get free advice
Niggas had to eat hot dogs on the daily
So thanks, Miss Bailey, cause you made me
The world hates me, I rose up angry
Never seen a girl. baby like you, you
Never seen a girl. baby like you, you
Black man killin' black man, what's the clan for
Tell Lucifer suck a dick and watch Ebony porn
This world invested in dark magic
The voodoo you knew seeps through your point of view
They killing us off as proof, they keep hiding the truth
I'ma go columbine in this bitch, I'ma shoot up the room
Wanna marry this world, I'm prayin' for the groom
Tell Mother Earth she a slut and her sister is too
Mother Nature can stroke a dick chew on some cocks
I'll rather hotbox in red crocs, then kick some rocks
Sit crisscross on train tracks before I'd join in some cocks
Y'all dick riding so much, I'm assuming you tweak
You gotta have a pussy to explain why you queef
You're actin' like a bitch, this my letter to the world
Life is a bitch, ayy, ayy
Death is a sweet little girl
Fuck the world
Never seen a girl. baby like you, you
Never seen a girl. baby like you, you
Never seen a girl. baby like you, you
Never seen a girl. baby like you, you
You
