High Noon

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

A deserted town, with empty streets and a dirty ground

The type of place you would stumble upon and turn around

At 12 noon, the sun is above, burnin' down

An opportunity to show 'em 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 I 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 recommend

You play my record again, the second my record ends

Or better yet repetitively pressin' rewind

Consecutively, the second it ends for the second time

And you better recognize I'm killin' 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 killers 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'ma 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 glass, swallow it, and get a bottle

I'm a desperado leavin' you hollow in El Dorado

It's been years on this road, here on this road

But I steer through the blood, sweat and 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

Ayo! Once upon a time in the West

There was a very brave renegade who never gave rhymin' a rest

And nobody 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

(Yeah) Increasin' the murder rate

And reverberating his verbal array through ya vertebrae

Impersonatin' a murderer leavin' you perforated

You heard what I stated, or 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

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 retarded cactus

I'm rugged, rough and raw, so when motherfuckers talk

Suckers fall like the deconstructed walls of the Dutchess Mall

And best believe, whenever the trouble calls

Like a backseat passenger, man I never buckle, dog

So chuckle all you want but if you try to double-cross

I'll have you with muffled 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 damn 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 fuckin' scar on my left cheek to prove it