Hate Em All

[Intro: ChillinIt]
Do it like you just don't care
With your hands in the air like you're hailing a taxi
Motherfuckers carrying less weight than crack fiends
Probably why their baby bitches in love in the backseat
Do it like you just don't care
With your hands in the air like you're hailing a taxi
Run a couple of laps around of a brothers track
Imma stack these bars, got stamina like an athlete

[Verse 1: ChillinIt]
Bust a rhyme
Bust your neck like Busta Rhymes
If I bust on the mic stay busting mines
I bust mine with a heart
Don't fuck with mine
(I hate em all)
Back to you liars and snakes
Eye to eye, you got eyes that are fake
Don't got time, like it's time that you take
But it's my time now, spit a rhyme in your face like
Tick, tick-tock
Times up now, I'm the king hip-hop
No Rick Ross, but I still be the boss
Taking bar for bar, I make sure the Kings Cross
(I hate em all)
I'm looking real skeptical
Causing a Storm, see?, tracksuit Nike tee
My dosh rotten, get P-Money
I'm a rascal spliffing off the keno white shit
You can say that I know 'bout grime shit
Fly shit, Bruce Lee come with a high kick
Trust me, I never been Damon Wayans
But the boy could get blazed with a fat ass white chick
I rain down bars
All day till it's raining and pouring
Too smart to get locked up
Stay a free man like Morgan

[Chorus: ChillinIt x Huskii]
Rain rain, go away
Come again another day
(Rain rain, go away
Come again another day)
Rain rain, go away
Come again another day
(They don't really know me, I love you)

[Verse Two: Huskii]
Ayy, ayy
Stay with my team, I don't fuck with you bitches
We 'sellin lean that we made in our kitchens
I'm talking 'bout xannies when I say a brick in my face
But they know we ain't talking of stitches
I ain't fucking witches
Ripping round in my town, with a cup full of mud
And the loud in them swishers
Juice got me chill, homies got coke
And they know so they rowdy and vicious
I keep having visions of me and the money
Geezing on me like they bees on the honey
MC's on the scene, wanna be me it's funny
I'm charging for feats, to put feeds in my tummy
Come your city, for the savages
201 we don't hang with the amateurs
Sippin' lean, poppin' xans, gettin' damages
PayPal the plug for them packages
PO want me back in green clothes
Still I can't see through the weed smoke
Still got them P's on the D-low
Me and Chill on this beat going beast mode
We put the effort in alone
When we on the wrecking gonna wreck it then we go
Anybody stepping to us better get the chrome
Cause you never gonna give up till the enemy is ghost
Fuck what you say
Not Dr. Dre but I got the chronic and I need a detox
Me and Chill on the beat
Everybody see that we run shit like a fucking pair of Reeboks
Give a motherfucker but they're reblogs
Street problems, tryna bury these weak dogs
Got a voice in my head, telling me to kill em all
And the bitch telling me to turn the beat off
Everybody wanna go and get their battle on
Everyday is a battle, I live in Babylon
Talk shit, watch them getting their babble on
Why they tryna mix my words, getting they scrabble on
I can't count the cases caught
Can't count the faces, we paving them days in court
I never made a call, I got no ones number
I hate 'em all (I hate 'em all)
Mine sharp I got razor thoughts
Loan sharks, I evade 'em all
I beat 'em cause the colour that I'm faded off
I can't count the times I blazed it all
And now they go and get it chasing rawts

[Chorus: ChillinIt x Huskii]
I hate 'em all, they don't really know me
Ayy, ayy
I hate 'em all, they don't really know me
Ayy, ayy
I hate 'em all, No wonder that I'm lonely
Ayy, ayy
I hate 'em all, no wonder that we smoke weed
Rain rain go away, come again another day
Rain rain go away, come again another day