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The Hatred 3
Snowgoons
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Things change
Disgusting little creatures
Then again, some things stay the same
Soon all of you will feel my hate
Madchild
We run the underground
You're all clear, kid
Now blow this thing, let's go home
Benny Holiday, Black Stone Three
And the Snow Goons
I could kill a man like Sandor
Madchild, looking like a tattooed Ken doll
Rip my shirt and I'm chiseled like a statue
Peckerwood with a Woody Woodpecker tattoo
I'd rather be incredible and healthy than wealthy
In love with myself so I take too many selfies
Want all that glitch shit? Came to the wrong party
Yeah, I'm flawless but lawless like Tom Hardy
First we kick down your door then we're bombarding
Put an album up on iTunes and start charting
Real deal, that's the strength of the underground
Automatic weapon and I'm firing off a hundred rounds
Hardcore with a violent mob
Better keep your mouth shut like Silent Bob
Yeah, the whole world around me is fake like I'm Truman
So I'm a mad child like Alfred E. Neuman
Don't hate me
Hate the beats that I rock, beats that I drop, sneakers I cop
Hate the way I'm bleeding the block
Don't hate me
Hate the scheme at the top
Hate the demons you fought and lost to
Hate the dreams you forgot
Don't hate me
Hate the game 'cause it raised me
Hate the way that it changed me
Hate the maker, hate the angels that saved me
You wanna hate me then hate me
What can I do?
I'm on that hip-hop shit without a do-rag or chain
Black and blue rag and you ag, my crew has the fame
Respect worldwide, wishing you had the same
Back to '86, you know who tagged the train
Only sixteen sniffing two bags of 'caine
Twenty years later, tell me who badder slain
Too mad for anger, too sad for pain
I move fast in danger when you cats are lame
I grew fast and move with a reason because my plans is
Protected by the angels, devil with the dances
Stanzas are cancerous, rancid tarantulas
Gigantic, you scrams are just ants who are antless
My damage scandalous, handle you amateurs
Whipping in a clip, drink a fifth of Jack Daniels, bitch
Peep the manuscript and independent shit
I live inside of a world where fear can exist
Don't hate me
Hate the beats that I rock, beats that I drop, sneakers I cop
Hate the way I'm bleeding the block
Don't hate me
Hate the scheme at the top
Hate the demons you fought and lost to
Hate the dreams you forgot
Don't hate me
Hate the game 'cause it raised me
Hate the way that it changed me
Hate the maker, hate the angels that saved me
You wanna hate me then hate me
What can I do?
Benny, Benny get your throat slashed, turmoil, Sin City
Snatch a throwback in them turquoise King Griffies
Burn boy, real hippie, Afghan doobie hash
Whiskey out the Mickey D's Batman movie glass
Who is that? My new goth Dominican chick
Do voodoo and chop wings off of Mexican bricks
I'm too cool for Supreme, dark devilish fit
Them new blue Jordan 3s got the elephant print
Hell of a trip, waxing trees 'til I'm Japanese
And cats OD on OG, it's Black Stone Three
Snow Goons whole crew got an AK fetish
Old school, I coach a shooter like J.J. Redick
Mayday, medic, the handle rusty on the Desert Eagle
My hands are bloody, the ransom money's from Kevin Singer
No misdemeanors, just felonies when I'm selling weed
Sail like Sinbad on the seven seas, now let it breathe
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You wanna hate me then hate me
You wanna hate me then hate me
What can I do?
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