Love Of Hate

Most of our heroes are tainted
Paint the picture I paint it
Scary like Freddie no Jason
Kruger crusin music boomin
This jawn a while movement
Cuz it get ya shawty hips to start moving
Man i swear the squad straight booming
I would tell flex to drop a bomb but I already dropped several
Heterosexual coming at you all levels physical and mental the type to never settle
300 on the pedal
I start remix to ignition as the air fill with gas
This that mic jack b.a.d
This that touchdown pass
This that no look pass
Put the beat into a bodybag
Throw it off the roof
This is how you get the loot
Maybe wit a p.y.t
As we take a p.i.c
She say nah lets take a v.i.d
Then she call me d.a.d
(Wit the extra y
I’m that f.l.y typa guy)
You a burger ketchup as I’m gettin extra fries

Damn I’m so live
But verbs put u in a coffin
Go 100 miles past exhaustion
Damn I’m so awsome
Used to beg for a feature now it cost em
Man these bars dirty so I floss em
Toss em you thought you had the key so I lock em stop it you spittin nonsense we wanna hear talk about violence till ya face turn violet
Or hear ya talk about stylin witcha stylis
Or hear ya talk about Wildin( yea he wildin)
Witcha d.i.c
Talk about how She wanna make a movie like the name spike lee
How her boyfriend sick thats that h,i.v
Y’all wanna hear me in my b.a.g
Cuz the flow straight bomb like it’s tnt
I pray for em they prey on me x2

So I pray for em they prey on me
Cuz I’m that k.i.d wit a pices looking striking
Same kid stylin wit the stylis
Get violent till he turn violet
Yea violate yea we violate
Now he jack ya prom date jack ya prom date
We in a different mind frame different mind frame
Yea we in a different mind state( different mind state
You old check ya prostate(check ya prostate)
Now ya favorite rapper silent (yeah he silent)
I pray for them and they prey on me
I pray for them hands up on knees
Jesus, please
Give Judas descendants pass
They wanna cut the brakes foot on the grass
Theisman my knee while I make the pass
Why u ask?
Cuz my success like a rocket blast
And they face lookin rocky bad
So the fire burn em crispy chicken like the cooking bad
Need a cooking class
Haters pull no fish in like the hook is bad
Catfishin like Neil was back
They hate slow em so we runnin laps
Dust in the eyes spikes touch the track
I got a couple homies make u finish last
If u hate on me they might send u back but honestly, they’ll just sit and laugh
Cuz yo stupid ass thought u could hurt me bad
Then I pray for you and you prey on me