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