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Check Hate
Hip-Hop/Rap
Check Hate was released on February 3, 2023 by Ken Beere & Chris Wells as a part of the album Check Hate - Single
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Release DateFebruary 3, 2023
LabelKen Beere & Chris Wells
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM91

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kenneth Beere II
Kenneth Beere II
Performer
Christopher Wells
Christopher Wells
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenneth Beere II
Kenneth Beere II
Songwriter
Christopher Wells
Christopher Wells
Songwriter

Lyrics

It’s a battlefield out there
Enemies trying to take us off the board
Gotta keep our minds on the mission
Make the right moves in the end
It’s time to check hate
Haters gonna hate when you great
Never too late
Take control of your fate
Never back down from stalemates
Pick up the pace raise the stakes
Gravitate to motivate
Create ya armored plates as
We negate the fake opaque vampires
That await at the gates
They use mistakes as bait
To infiltrate sedate deflate
And change your mental state
Nemesis condemning us
Like Venomous snakes
Suckin ya blood no love
Pick ‘em apart with the stakes
All heart disintegrate
The greats never break
Whatever it it takes
Check hate
Its checkmate…
We exist to persist
Fight through resistance
Go the distance
With clenched fists
Against the killers in the mist
I’m a willologist
Born in rare form
Transform through Metamorphosis
Resourcefulness
I flex like a contortionist
I’m fortunate
To find strength when I’m weak
In agony defeat
We climb to the peak
To be Commander and chief
Master of our destiny
My weaponry
Puts ya treachery in jeopardy
Watch ya step and never threaten me
We feed on en-em-ies
That dont believe we can succeed
Never finished
Never diminished
In it to win it
If I get dropped to the canvas
Understand this
I’ll never stop preying
Like a mantis
As I rise up…
Leave ya lost in the Atlantis.
This ain’t no game
We not playing around
Pound for pound hold it down
We on the battlefield now
Don’t be surprised
If your closest Allies
Are disguised as spies
To jeopardize your franchise
Behind jealous eyes
They epitomize lies
Only the strong survive
When pressure is high
I’m primed…
To use the hate as
Fuel for the mind
Tool for mankind
To fight the cruel and maligned
Seek and you shall find
Those in fox holes
That thrive to survive
And always got your back
Behind enemy lines
Assemble a team
That backs up your dreams
And pushes you to be
The best you can be…
Believe you can achieve
Quality over quantity
No wannabe’s
Find prodigies
Who bond like Connery
With logically honest ideologies
To fulfill ya prophecies
No stopping me
From dropping the
Mockery of hypocrisy
Robbin me of camaraderie
4 quarters of the dollar be
Higher quality
Than one hundred Pennies of medi-ocrity
From rock bottom poverty
To rockin the lottery!
As My words flow like radiology
Through ya arteries
While all the haters mocking
But they still watching me!
All the scars that are carved in my heart and my arms
Bout to drop all the bars better sound the alarm
Disregard who you are cause i’m comin in hard
Leave me out here to starve better put up your guard
So Wayback in the day you would say, and just spray all the hate and the scars lacerate up my faith no debate I dictate my own fate I’m irate while you all just sedate I don’t wait I create
With this new ambition I am full of ammunition gonna break up outta prison and live out all my vision
Then I paid the full tuition and made up my own decision
To grant ever single wishin and produce all of my fruition
If you have division no decision you can listen
The precison of incisions in the mission you not missin
Gonna Tie up all my loose ends if I’m loosin lose the noose and lose delusions no confusion kill illusions it’s amusin
My enemy won’t be the end of me what they be sendin me won’t get the best of me if you are into me then you a friend to me if you befrienden me you need a remedy
I will condemn ya see if you pretend to be whatcha not meant to be cut you off, at the knee if you extend a plea, try an suspend a fee you are offendin me gettin my pen to bleed.
Gonna leave you haters on a respirator like vader cause I’m the eliminator
I aint no replicator the waiter that’ll cater your leftovers to the almighty creator the illustrator the maker can’t avoid this undertaker
Written by: Christopher Wells, Kenneth Beere II
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