pain - won't need to Face the pain - won't believe you Face the pain Swollen heart in a battered brain All the exits cause the drain It's killing me
in raw hate, lost faith, raw hate I believe in raw hate, lost faith, raw hate I believe in raw hate, lost faith, raw hate I believe in raw hate, lost
but suicide Repent - wash away the blood stained hands Repent - death passes over me Repent - having the choice I'd do it again Repent - can't kill what
Hatred for society What will it take for you to see? It's nothing but a fallacy Your fucked up reality Souvereign authority Can't tell me who the fuck
Wasted minds In a world of opportunity Take a look at what it's done to us Following trends that have no purity Empty thoughts without security From
In the days when kids were kids Disputes were settled with out fists Resolve was met with confrontation Spilling blood was the solution Violence breeds
be pressured to think Like you or your beliefs Hate to dominate, to violate I feel the real need to hate To dominate, to violate I feel the real need to hate
Walls of hate See them rise Self-indulgent Hear the calls Every minute Domination all that I've become Superficial high Self-destructive low Purgatory
Collapsing world, battle of humanity Preach to me a better place Innocence and your ignorant demands Propaganda war machine Spew the images forced to
way I sleep is in a cold sweat You say I'm crazy? You ain't see shit yet 'Cause I love to kill and kill for fun The microphone goes off like a handgun
me slow it down and then I take it in slow motion. And then I speed it up. And take it fast like a nigga on a top speed coaster. Now where my goons at
roll with the team But they fade away, hate away, all for the cream They wanna instigate to get a me to forget my stake? Take advantage of the rilla, rob killa
in the bag, bitch And I won't kill you What? Oh my God, don't kill me I'm not gonna kill you bitch, quit lookin' around Just don't kill me, I have two
, itchy fingers on the mac Get scrilla off of crack, get fifty's shooter back Listen homie, don't let them niggas amp you money 'Cause I got niggas in Queens that kill
!" The fifth letter told me you were comin' to get me The sixth letter there's a bomb threat in our building This crazy motherfucker's really tryin' to kill
stank you very much 'cause we appreciate the hate Now go get yourself a handgun, you fuckin' with a great Put it your mouth and squeeze it like your morning toothpaste Kill
don't have to feel it like that Cause I hate to see the pain comin back (if only for one niiiite) [Z-Ro] Nobody get killed on the block No reason to
with that boy J-o-e yeah that nigga Joe I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate Ima come through bouncin