Lyrics:
make me have to ride by high school
Shit you man been dropping lately, don't make me have to fly my iTunes
So much people buy into my hype, don't make
to make an escape
To execute the ultimate reprisal
Fueled by rage and hate
Motivate to orchestrate the bloodbath
The vengeful invasion
Stealth,
there again
I've got a deep and quiet rage,
it grabs ahold of me by my rib cage
please, not today
It shakes me up, and I hate being afraid
i feel lost
I hate Pop Songs
They think they're clever, I think they're wrong
I hate bubble gum punk
They got the look but the music is junk
I hate anyone that
I do what a nigga gotta do
Got goons, I ain't even gotta shoot
Got a bunch of bad bitches by the pool
I like my bitches in two's
Gotta go, I
that got big by playing a cover
I hate pop songs
I hate pop songs
I hate pop songs
I hate pop songs
Lala, lala, lalalalalalalala
I hate
UwU UwU UwU.
I need my money in my pocket,
I need money in my head.
I'm talking crazy sometime
prolly canie I'm crazy man, (Bloodbath!)
fuck out up in
the city with the G-block stainers
And we got adopted by some fifth ward strangers
You know what it means when I twist these fingers
Me and you been
they try so hard
And I get what I want my name is my credit card
Don't try to hate me because I am so pop pop ular pop pop ular
Pop pop ular pop pop
the city with the G-block stainers
And we got adopted by some fifth ward strangers
You know what it means when I twist these fingers
Me and you been
hellfire
Let your hate be known
Unhealing wound, bleeding only rage
The greatest adversary that one could ever know
Forged by betrayal, feel its blackened
You can't catch him, you can't stop him
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em
You can't man 'em then you mop 'em
You can't
'm influenced by the ghetto you ruined
That same dude you gave nothing, I made something doing
What I do through and through and
I give you the news, with
branded claim will surely bring us delight.
So pressed, so proud and you're so tired of it
Hate tricks, but you still pop shove it.
See now how this
(Ain't no 'California Love') (Love) (Love)
I see them niggas
You see them niggas?
I see them niggas
Look at them niggas just waitin' to hate
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Uh
I wanna be by my lonely
I pop these Perc'
If I had a red button
I'd kill you all
One by one
Head by head
If love isn't enough
Anger starts to grow
I was part of you
Now I'm the one who hates
Give me your hate
Give me all your hate
Give me all your hate
Give me all your hate
Give me all your hate
I'm not your prey to being chased by you
.38
I asked that girl which road she was taking
Said she was walking the road of hate
But she stopped on a coal-trolley up to New Haven
Population: 48"
to get by
Well the P.D.'s they won't play the record
They're too worried about that book
And the D.J's they all hate the song
But they're in love with
(Ain't no 'California Love') (Love) (Love)
I see them niggas
You see them niggas?
I see them niggas
Look at them niggas just waitin' to hate
next to you
Make my shivers stop
Oh-oh-oh
Below 32, But I'm laughing with you
So 32 is enough
Oh-oh-oh
To keep me warm
Oh-oh-oh
You keep me warm
By
'm that nigga you love
You love to hate, you love to hate
You love to hate, hey, hey
Crazy 'bout my money, pay me by the hundreds
I'm waitin', count it for
pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
She never wrote a song but I know that she's a star
[Chorus]
Something about her probably can't live without her
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