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Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
More, hate, more, hate
Fucking hate
Never talk
Understand that I go harder cuz I hate shit
Turn this shit the fuck up, and the vibe gone get outrageous
Pull up by myself, don't need a crowd to get me raging
Look me in my eyes, you do not know about this hatred
Walk up out the cut, my aura evil, like a ghoul or sum
Become your bad karma if you talk like I ain't doing nun'
Tell me something new, how bout some shit that I ain't do or done
Hoe, just shut the fuck up, I don't care bout what you do for fun
Leader of the wasteland
Leap, and you get wasted
Talk, and I might hurt you, that's how much I have no patience
Stab somebody's throat just to avoid the conversation
Talking down to me just might start up a confrontation
The door is open, let's start up a fuckin horror show
You're unimportant, give a fuck bout what you wanna know
I see a cop, know for a fact that I'm gone wanna blow
Drop a fuckin mini nuke, like here it comes, Geronimo!
Riding high, I'm contemplating suicide
Riding high, I'm contemplating suicide
Riding high, I'm contemplating suicide
Riding high, I'm contemplating suicide
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