HATERED

LYRICS FROM SNIPPETS [Karm The Tool] Ay, ay, ay, ay Fuck all you n***as I carry Dump the body bag and get to burying I'll kill a n***a on stage Man fuck the pit I feel like filling a grave Mother running boy do I love a chase The cop rushing but they cannot engage Cop watching cause they building a case Box cutter carve right into your state Gotta get it right fuck it I did it Maybe I should leave the land to the living They ain't ever put my gram in a swisher Ain’t even tell my granny I miss her Cup in a cup I ain’t sippin no sizzurup Permanent damage I did to my liver Intrusive thoughts turn a boy to a killer He said he’d do it I hope he deliver One more step If you take one more step I’ll rearrange your face till you don’t know yourself No one left Don’t even know myself [?] [Yung Skayda] Run up, gun up, thats why you're sorry If you run up, in one, it will get gory [?] I'm here to see your death That's the hate I hold Take your final breathe Then finally my smile will mold Throw 'em in the dungeon, starve him till he's skin and bones I swing my sword with the might of a hundred soldiers Drinking, smoking, I don't think I'm ever sober She want me bad, I told her to come on over [?] we lead you to your fate [?] I'm about to break