hate runs deep in the hearts of many hate runs deep in the guts of all
cause your hate can judge your fate when gun sprays at night time
cause it's the right time for wrong
index fingers touch rewind as my aura propels your mind
state leaving behind faint visions
you're blind cause it's hard to find
lyrics flood the black market more than rock and steel
my stock's hot cause it's realer than real
when caps peel pay rent for cement
mother's heart's getting bent cause night's his trifle
it's just chilling like a villain executing his killing
but there's no blood spilling and it's just as illing
prepare for head filling when you enter my jurisdiction
of non-fiction and lead filling
if you step into mad niggas bitch
in cause the yang is regretful when you're led full
bleeding buckets of red from your head over ducats
* it i'm living for next year my dear
i'll say cheers and guzzle eleven beers to celebrate
the years of my life i got more days than faux days
though some are poe days optimistic i'll stay
for me my grandmother will pray and text spray my way
losing sleep over victims of the creep
the well runs dry as niggas wish to die
he said goodbye watching his honey cry
from the other side of reicher's glass eye
escorts no fraud eloquent speech will teach
you
still my hate runs deep nigga
word up yo my hate runs deep nigga
no lie yo hate runs deep in the hearts of many
oh yeah hate runs deep in the guts of all
cause your hate can judge your fate
when gun sprays at night time cause it's the right time for wrong
oh yeah hate runs deep in the hearts of many man
oh yeah hate runs deep in the guts of all
cause your hate can judge your fate
cause niggas cutting their lifelines for crime
but we still moving on
no lie
ay yo my hate runs deep like still waters
the thought of all frustrations brings forth the новa
innovations i flip my rhetoric and direct it with some egotistical mystical type of * to make the
head split i bring complex sexual intercourse to microphones hitting my slang with the anger from
my childhood running around with dirt stains and dirty hands people flirty dame * never stay the
same i used to write because it was appropriate but now i feel i got a right for industries and
associates some years back i found a pillow to scream into i was fiending through crates of
legendary grace and seeing through the whack individuals who left residuals of bullshit
lying around * with niggas like me because now they're trying to be down with my session
corrupt like projects in a recession consider it a blessing when marvel hit the stage go home and
write a page because it's my daily routine vibrations are caught and then i see the unseen
when i creep you know my * is deep word up yo hate runs deep in the hearts of me hate runs deep
in the guts of all because your hate can judge your fate when gun sprays at night time
cause you're a bitch
it's the right time for wrong hate runs deep in the hearts of me oh yeah hate runs deep in the
guts of all because your hate can judge your fate niggas cutting their lifelines for crime
but we're still moving on niggas getting stuck in the alleyways of unlucky schemes for bucks
stuck in dead end shortcuts but i chose to fight those urges that were foul and right pros in spite
of foes lurking the prowl so i live to see my child smile to increase my chance fertilize my
side of the family branch as my flows enhance the relationship of romance
where i live to see my child smile to increase my chance fertilize my side of the family branch
women get stuck in the trans brothers dig my style as i intoxicate their minds with concise rhyme
and give them the whole nine my *'s natural a prime generating inspirational thoughts bitches
still get caught in the crossfire i duck so the streets don't talk no concern for a rapper as an
average nigga got this pull the trigger and miss now what casualty lies on the streets leaking
attitudes peaking the levels settle when i'm speaking mama's hands was reaching clothing was
black on the backs of many the day they buried the child who died for the worth of a penny the
topic strikes me emcees equites as * unlikely to cease black fleas come back been stereotyped
sick zap chemicals react when i rap as a euler never thought life could be so tough giving half
a deck you never realize that you're bluff earning half a check the moonshine trade is a drug deal
parade receiving another wage getting paid to get yourself a fade don't let cash burn fast no more
according to the world you're poor hate runs deep in the hearts of many oh yeah hate runs deep in
We'll be right back.
One's deep in the guts of all.