Is it like the hand of God?
I- I- I- I-
I- I- I- I-
I hate the way you are
I hate the way you look
I hate the way you think
I love to see you shook
I love to see you smoke
Just rip you out the book
To burn you to the ground
I love to see you cook
I- I- I love to see you die in the worst way
I love to see you die on your birthday
I love to watch you die in front yo' grandma
I hate the way you breathe, can't stand y'all
I hate the way you live, it's a fucking sin
I hope you fall into a coma, never cum too
Yo' momma shoulda' thrown you in the trash bin
Someone needa' put you back in her fucking womb
I- I- I hate the way you are
I hate the way you look
I hate the way you think
I love to see you shook
I love to see you smoke
Just rip you out the book
To burn you to the ground
I love to see you cook
I- I- I love to see you die right in front of me
I'll shoot you in the back if you run from me
I- I love to see you cry 'cause your dog got ran over by a truck
While you get stung by a hunnid' bees
I- I love to see that shit with a hunnid' eyes
Yo' girl gettin' fucked by two hunnid' guys
Y- Yo' body gettin' eatin' by three hunnid' fly's
Bring you back to life so you could pass away four hunnid' times
I- I- I hate the way you are
I hate the way you look
I hate the way you think
I love to see you shook
I love to see you smoke
Just rip you out the book
To burn you to the ground
I love to see you cook
I hate the way you are
I hate the way you look
I hate the way you think
I love to see you shook
I love to see you smoke
Just rip you out the book
To burn you to the ground
I love to see you cook
I- I- I-
I- I- I- I-
Is it like the hand of God?
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