I've always believed that hate reveals as much about the person carrying it as the one receiving it. In my view, it slows down those who already doubt themselves. The strongest personalities do the opposite... they turn it into momentum. The more lies, baseless accusations, and empty judgments they face, the harder they work. That's exactly how I see it. What has always fascinated me is how much time and energy some people spend trying to dim someone else's light. That same time could be spent learning, improving, creating, and eventually shining on their own. You'll never make your LED brighter by trying to turn off the stars. Hate is my nitro. It doesn't slow me down... it pushes me even further. ================================ [VERSE] You don't need facts, you just need a headline. Build a whole courtroom from a punchline. Every shadow's a scheme in your eyesight. Every stranger's fake if they don't fit your hindsight. You screenshot, crop, cut the timeline. Half a story, whole opinion online. Judge, jury, sentence in a comment. Zero evidence, but a hundred percent confident. You pray my engine finally misfires. You feed on rumors like they light fires. Anonymous fingerprints on cold screens. Throwing stones while hiding behind logins. You vanish right after the smoke clears. Deactivate, disappear, no mirrors. Drop a match then run from the flame. Still convinced that winning means somebody else's pain. [PRE-CHORUS] You thought pressure would bury me. Pressure turned me into Formula One. You called it hate... I called it fuel. [CHORUS] Hate is my nitro. Every lie adds horsepower. You keep trying to switch me off. Hoping your LED shines louder. But no LED will ever glow. Brighter than a sky of stars. You could've become one yourself... Instead you spent your life chasing ours. Hate is my nitro. You don't slow me... You reload me. [VERSE] You count my losses before they exist. Rewrite the story so it fits your script. Everybody's guilty when you're scared of growth. Truth gets quieter the louder you boast. You call it luck, I call it overtime. You call it cheating, I call it time. You spend six hours watching what I do. Imagine spending six hours building you. You hate consistency, call it a factory. Funny how discipline looks like a fantasy. Every release feels like another crime. 'Cause every new song reminds you of time. I don't hear insults, I hear motivation. Every attack is another donation. You throw me weight hoping that I sink. I lift it instead... now watch how I think. [PRE-CHORUS] You wanted brakes... You built a booster. Every insult... Made me move further. [CHORUS] Hate is my nitro. Every lie adds horsepower. You keep trying to switch me off. Hoping your LED shines louder. But no LED will ever glow. Brighter than a sky of stars. You could've become one yourself... Instead you spent your life chasing ours. Hate is my nitro. You don't slow me... You reload me. [BRIDGE] You thought I was racing you. I was racing yesterday's version of me. That's why you'll never catch me. Wrong direction. [FINAL CHORUS] Hate is my nitro. Every lie adds horsepower. Keep inventing. Keep pretending. I'll keep building. I'll keep ascending. You tried to switch my lights off. Now I'm lighting up the skyline. The sky was always big enough... For all of us to shine. But you spent your whole life... Trying to make your LED... Look brighter than the stars... Instead of becoming one.more