Universal hatred to you my brothers and sisters
This one goes out to every ass kissing, two faced, stuck up, little faggot
Every patchouli smoking douchebag who acts like they know the meaning of life
While tripping over themselves at every turn, blaming everyone and everything but themselves
I used to be just like you, thats part of why Im so digested at your behavior
Why don't you take a long hard look at yourself and sort your fucking rig out
This ones for all my close friends who don't support me,
and a crazy mom who's too lazy to abort me,
I smoke bongs, and I'll never pay my court fees
Ease out the cutter with a stutter you can snort me
I'm butter, better when I'm battered
let her write a letter till her tupperware is shattered
scattered spat slurred a nerd psychopathic
grab for the gat old hat outta habit
you aint graphic, you're traffic, white noise
half bit flow, that you bite from your boys
light joys, burning down pretenders
truth is my sword, hear the sound that it renders
fear the lenders who pound at your doorframe
return to the centre splintered cause its your game
splendid, its your frame of reference
how you see your life is all about your preference
and the freshness I bless with each verse
refreshing, compressing, my thoughts into words
distressing turds who think that they're enlightened
pressing your belief till you find that you're frightened
turn your sight in and focus on yourself
quit running your mouth and you'll improve your mental health
I bent the shelf when they put me on a pedestal
sent straight from hell, but lent on the vestibule
and the rest of you, high of the residue
talking bout the love, but you're grabbing for the revenue
like you never knew the truth thats forever new
youth in the booth I'm a sleuth, just a clever jew
just another brick in the wall,
sick in the head and it lead to his fall
dead in the mind and the grind left him tricked
stick in the mud from the crud on my dick
Outta my cage I'm in a rage get ready
you hippocrite I'm sick of it so steady my machete
backstabbing track grabbing blabbing, fat hassle
wanna get a set need a thumb in your asshole
or you could fuck my ex
always find that sex helps you get behind the decks
unless you fuck with a promoter
floating up shits creek and looking for a motor
you're weak - and you speak a lot of hatred
probably cause you're cold, old washed up and jaded
faded, I don't think you can judge
when half the shit you spew sounds like toxic sludge
pew, I think you need a breath mint
or a fresh stint as a gimp in a test blimp
kelpto, stealing from small business
try to justify the lie but I the silent witness
gonna spit this, giant in his shitlist
not naming names, cause you're not worth my business
or my pleasure, don't even measure
never one to sever all the ties cause I'm clever
but you're not ever there when I need you
got better friends who understand that I bleed too
only human consuming all your bullshit
now I've had enough and I'm blooming cause I'm full sick
thick and quick I pick my moments wisely
stick to the plan and demand a very high fee
see I'm schistey even when you bite me
try and get a piece of the peace thats inside me
Umm yeah so I forgot the last little bit of that, but thats good enough
Umm, so lets go from the top again
Can't handle it, my love is too scandalous
unanimous demand that I scam some more cannibus
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