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I dont even feel like im loved until im hatedmakin a situation more complicatedhow'd you make itpayin to break the playlistlabel paying in stages now its back to minimum wagesit aint outrageous cause its prolly the truthand now you're nameless skill and a mill and a half on recruitfine you're brainlessand now you sound skin starts to shoot and you're famouslayin in your funeral suitman if there's one thing i hate its all the ignorancechangin the basis of the world wide premiceand like some chemists we perfected an antidoteto smother the anti hope and pressure on your cantalopesomewhere tween the music notes our souls will never dieand its like we're resurrected evertime you're gettin highgot you're favorite shit bumpin loud enough for all to hearcatch a mean mugs realize that one things clear and thats |
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I know that you all hate me (Thats how they got me feelin)you dont really dispise or hate me (tell me what you believe in)hide behind your facade but i see (i've had it up to the ceilin)you're wastin your time hatin me just like me (tell me what you believe in)(x2)its interesting everybody's against uschicken heads tempt uscops want to arrest usenemies want to knock the hustle and lay us downsmilin in our face when we come aroundmore hate then love we push and shovelike mosh pits through the worldjust tryin to get a piece of itbefore we're forced to leave itconverted to go and destined to stay afloat in the twilight zone |
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Supernatural becoming what we becamevisionaries capable of seeing outside of the framestrange enough to accuire shitty looksequal to that of a crimal or crookso go and look but dont starethat shit is bad for your healthlike dissin somebody to feel better about yourselfwhen you put it all down its still hard to seecause you're dissin a mother fucker that you're tryin to be |
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Thats how they got me feelintell me what you believe ini've had it up to the ceilintell me what you believe ini know that you all hate me (Thats how they got me feelin)tell me what you believe inhide behind your facade but i see (i've had it up to the ceilin)tell me what you believe in |
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All i know is everytime i go to look uptheres somebody standin out on the stage wearing my hook upand they think its cool cause all they been listening to was youbut see really you're just a rip off of somebody in the crew (ooooo)you aint the greatest just the latest in long linesof people who been ripping me off now for a long timeyou chalk lines and the crack default linea couple short nickles fuckin around wit a long dimerewind mine a couple of timesand then they'll ask me word for every word in the soundim just citing from the top to the bottomand then decide what we'll ride in the field of forgotten |
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I know that you all hate me (Thats how they got me feelin)you dont really dispise or hate me (tell me what you believe in)hide behind your facade but i see (i've had it up to the ceilin)you're wastin your time hatin me just like me (tell me what you believe in)(x2) |
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Thats how they got me feelintell me what you believe ini've had it up to the ceilintell me what you believe in |
