I HATE EVERYTHING WHAT YOU LOVE
Don't go 'round, nigga, Satan doesn't like that, This bitch is so bad, Make me more an' more dead... And constantly kills my brain in my head... I am just tired... I'll disappear in the dust soon, And will see the bloody moon... Hahaha... Stop, please, Fuck that shit, Still wearin' a mask to hide an ugly face, Live in an abandoned building for 7 days, The soul of my niggas is pure - they do not lie, Instead of love, I chose the sick side, My whole life has long been paid, Nobody else knows what I did in the past, All bitches ain't in this world right now, They are lost in fuckin' dust, I HATED 'EM , JUST, I do not trust any bitch right now, With 'em my pulse is low, NOW THEY ROT IN THE GROUND, I HATE EVERYTHING WHAT YOU LOVE... My wound is healing a little... Hah, I HATE EVERYTHING WHAT YOU LOVE... BITCH... HATE EVERYTHING... Gimme a reason to listen to you, All fuckin' beauty is ugly... All the scars on the arm and on the whole body Already look like tattoos, All my niggas LIKE TO ABUSE, Drinking alcohol, LOSING CONTROL, When a nigga SING KARAOKE, He looks like a fucking troll, All the blood spilled on the walls, aye, All reality looks fucking false, hah, All targets drowned in alcohol, Hahh... Already souls ain't enough to sell 'em for money TO SATAN, No joy 'n' no fun... The bloody moon disappears And the sun appears... Bitch, let is play one creepy game, He who does not die receives glory, You can you tell everyone that I am crazy, Only everyone will surely die, Hah, YOU'LL DIE... Step right, step left, and die instantly, And I'm the owner of this game, And you will play by my rules... By my rules... By my rules... Hahaha... My demon as a bodyguard, Only I can go forward, Not afraid to DIE, I see angels in the sky, LEAVE ME HERE TO DIE, One white man, fuck, told me: “Are you a racist? Why are you only friends with niggas?” I answered to him with a SMIRK, No, you cannot send me from where I was born, This sound is like from hell, turn it off, Bitch, Next time I will burn you whole fucking skin, I will destroy your favorite thing, An' then I will watch your misery... Dumb nigga, Will be sick, Like fuckin' OTHERS, My knife will slowly flow over his skin, And then... Fuck... Shit... Death... Is it hard for you to BREATHE? Keep your fucking neck away from the belt, My whole heart melts in the hands of bitches, But don't like them, I cannot love, I won't smoke dope, Hang on a rope,.. Nigga, No, motherfucker, don't strangle my bitch, I will find your soul and give her to Satan, This chatter makes me have a heart attack, Shut the fuck up, And go back to your HOME IN HELL, Hah... I HATE EVERYTHING WHAT YOU LOVE, I HATE EVERYTHING WHAT YOU LOVE, I HATE EVERYTHING WHAT YOU LOVE, I HATE EVERYTHING WHAT YOU LOVE, I HATE EVERYTHING WHAT YOU LOVE, I HATE EVERYTHING WHAT YOU LOVE, I HATE EVERYTHING WHAT YOU LOVE, I HATE EVERYTHING WHAT YOU LOVE, I HATE EVERYTHING WHAT YOU LOVE... Hah... Stop, bitch... Stop that fucking sick game... Stop that fucking sick game...
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