The Hatred

God I think the world is

About to collapse! C'mon

The buildings and walls are all falling

If you don't know, you should by now

It's the motherfucking Snowgoons

(Snowgoons in the building)

And you're rocking with Singapore Kane

And Slaine

Motherfucker fucking around no more

No one's fucking around c'mon

It's 2008 dummy

All eyes are staring at me

People watching the villain

They see me rising with the rebels

To the top of the building

Being stuck down at the bottom

Is the vilest feeling

Desolate soul for vodka that's swilling

Popping the pilling

Jealously swirling in their eyes

They're plotting to kill 'em

But I been there and believe me

I ain't forgotten the feeling

I lived the dark nights and heard

The paint drops from the ceiling

I mean the raindrops hang in

‘caine spots with dealers

Now I'm fighting a different

War, smoking less, sniffing more

Every week a different chore

Every month a different tour

I got a gang of haters everyday I

Piss 'em off a little more

What you think I got a fucking pistol for

Jealousy's a disease that affect my enemies

They're scheming while they're sipping

On the Hennessy me, I'm overseas making G's

Like I stick banks rocking mics

Sniffing foreign coke out of Swiss Francs

We bring the devastation

Never a moment of hesitation

When we smash your face and leave

Your blood pasted upon the pavement

The sons of Satan, keeping it rugged

Fuck the debating!

What you talking about? You weak! Our

Fury is full of hatred

We bring the devastation

Never a moment of hesitation

When we smash your face and leave

Your blood pasted upon the pavement

The sons of Satan, keeping it rugged

Fuck the debating!

What you talking about? You weak! Our

Fury is full of hatred

It's no benefit's trying to test

Me and my affiliates soon as you consider it

We smack dudes illiterate

Sidestep the petty shit

Forever it's a militant's mission

To get the cheese and stretch

It like mozzarella sticks

Test me, I'm ready, my girl got my machete

And she's ready to cut your

Throat like Chequeta in Belly

You was hard as a rock

Now you sweeter than jelly

No one believes the shit that

You spit on your telly

Despite how you think it looks

I never play by the books

The silent kid in the room

Is really the biggest crook

Pulling off the biggest juxx

Fill every cranny and nook

Fight to the death with guns

And knives and left hooks

Dude's talk the talk but they

Don't walk any similar

We'll separate your soul from your

Body like oil and vinegar

High off the sticky, insane when I'm sober

Spit poison in my verse like killer cobras

The style raw, kick it rugged like it's him

Who crack your face this demonic place

Catch me in hell what I create

This the rhyme squad

So my mind is gone with the wind

I'm better than half you rappers

Who faking it like pretend

'Til the end I'ma murder this

MC's keep on observing this

I hear you bite my shit and they're

Gonna find you where the murder was

I kick it ill sick twisted acapella

When I rock a fella

Rolling with dime bitches and cock inhalers

My rhyme is torture

Slowly pulling out your guts

While your whole body soaked in

Alcohol and paper cuts

Then the knife slides into your right thigh

You think you might die, you right

You see the visions of your life fly

Right past you

My clique will really bash you

Into your skull then suck your

Brains out like a vacuum

My backroom is filled with

Goons and street thugs

Killers hate love, swing at me coward

I'm pullin' straight up

We bring the devastation

Never a moment of hesitation

When we smash your face and leave

Your blood pasted upon the pavement

The sons of Satan, keeping it rugged

Fuck the debating!

What you talking about? You weak! Our

Fury is full of hatred

We bring the devastation

Never a moment of hesitation

When we smash your face and leave

Your blood pasted upon the pavement

The sons of Satan, keeping it rugged

Fuck the debating!

What you talking about? You weak! Our

Fury is full of hatred (Hatred, hatred)