Play the victim

By Ksticky

On Intrusive Thoughts

Released on May 1, 2026

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[hook]

You post the part where you got hit (play the victim)

Not the part where you started it (play the victim)

You want the pity, not the truth (play the victim)

That’s what people like you do (play the victim)


[verse 1]

You was loud in a crowd, chest out with your chin high

Till they caught you by yourself at the store, now it’s “big guy?”

You was barkin’ with a pack, now you’re tongue tied

Then posted like they “pressed” you for no reason, bitch, stop lyin’

You fucked your homie’s girl, knew exactly what that came with

Then got beat till your lip split, now you talking like he “dangerous”

No, you crossed that linе first, now you crying like it ain’t shit

Funny how betrayal hurts less whеn your own jaw gotta pay for it

You stole from somebody crib, then laughed like you was smooth with it

Till they found out it was you, now you acting like they too militant

You ain’t “being hunted,” stupid, you got tracked by what you moved and took

Now you wanna be the hurt one cause your sneaky little move got booked

You swung first at the bar, got dropped clean and dramatic

Now the story online say they “jumped” you - wow, imagine that shit

Left out how you bumped, talked slick, then shoved like a jackass

Then got folded on a sticky floor and blamed it on “bad gas”


[hook]

You cropped the story down (play the victim)

Left your bad part out (play the victim)

Now the whole truth’s coming out (play the victim)

That’s what you’re about (play the victim)


[verse 2]

You spread rumors for weeks, tryna poison names for sport

Till the screenshots hit the group and put your whole fake game in court

Now it’s “why’s everybody on me?” with a sad face and fake trembling

Like you wasn’t in the background all month manufacturing enemies

You post the bruise and the tears, not the texts where you provoked it

Then act shocked when nobody buys the weak-ass way you wrote it

You want likes, not facts, so you crop till it look righteous

But the raw file still exists and now the whole lie smell lifeless

You talk wild in the comments, in the DMs, in the group chat

Then see the same one in person and your whole damn mood collapse

Now it’s “bro, I was joking,” with a half-smile and dry throat

Funny how your killer instinct die the second that Wi-Fi don’t

Tried exposing somebody else, put the spotlight where they stood at

Till your own dirt spilled out and everybody seen who you was

Now you wanna call it “messy,” like the truth just came unruly

Nah, you just dug a trap so deep your own dumb ass fell through it


[hook]

You show the bruise, not the swing (play the victim)

You tell the loss, not the sting (play the victim)

Hide your other hand, then point at me (play the victim)

Like you ain’t do a god damn thing (play the victim)


[verse 3]

You lined somebody up, sent the addy, thought the plan was clever

Then the setup got exposed and now it’s “I ain’t mean all that, whatever”

Nah, you knew what could’ve happened, you just thought you’d dodge the stain

Now you wanna be the wounded one cause your little play got named

You played both sides of the fence, fed them both a different version

Then got caught between the stories and your panic started surfacing

Now you “hate drama” suddenly, now you “just want peace and distance”

Crazy how the snake want sympathy the second truth gets vision

You used people till they snapped, drained the good till nothing’s left in ‘em

Then when they cut you off for good, you played abandoned and neglected

No, you wasn’t “done dirty,” you got left where your actions led you

Can’t keep biting every hand then cry when nobody wanna pet you

That’s the pattern every time - selective memory, fake confusion

Like your brain got hit with bleach and wiped your role from every movement

But we all watched the whole thing, every shove, lie, sneak, and pivot

So when karma hit your doorstep, don’t be shocked and play the victim