No More Hate

[Kez]

Walkin through cities, the mighty place where i live
Avoiding people's eyes like i had over-stared eyelids
Head through the cheap pond area, it's unfair, why this
Place is inhabited with such shit i'll never know, now with a scared silence
You notice the yob behind you wit a fuckin' chair while his
Friends are surrounding your exits and you just dare to hide and
They lookin' for you so you gotta lie and fake asthma
Not that they care, they see it coming, gay bastards
So you run up and jump through the tangle of weeds
Yeah, i rap about it, make an example of me!
It's my house, it's had to suffer eggs and fucking legs
That have run away after the egging so fast the ground's stood on less!
Pullin up their hoods and heading down to the den
I don't solve shit with violence, i replace my frown wit a pen
Shit, look at the state of us, now if you walk in Blockbuster
With your hood up, you're gonna have the motherfuckin cops rush ya!

[Chorus]
You could be something better than you are, we don't need no more hate
Don't complain about this rap you stupid assholes yo, yall made
Me write it in the first place and i admit that so more rage
Can fill you to brimming point, but i won't care, i just don't want no more hate!

I suppose they see me as a hood-traitor
This ain't even that big a deal, but no doubt they would save the
Knives that they bought for the next time they see me
And it still happens despite Trevor McDonald sayin' it on TV
It's easier for them to say living in rich pads
It's bad when they like this reporting on sick dads
Lying in hospital stabbed by some insane guy
That they let out the hospital once again, why?
My place isn't an area when you can get stabbed for Reboks
But the people so edgy you barricade your house wit three locks
And you fill with stupid hope every time you see cops
Thinking he can stop it with that tear gas that he got
You wouldn't be bothered if somebody tried to gnaw your feet off
And you get used to seeing hoodies flipping you the bird in tree tops
But it still hurts a bit when you get fuckin cleet stomped
So it's best to just run if you see them, unless you want to get beat on!

[Chorus]
You could be something better than you are, we don't need no more hate
Don't complain about this rap you stupid assholes yo, yall made
Me write it in the first place and i admit that so more rage
Can fill you to brimming point, but i won't care, i just don't want no more hate!

Welcome to my town, where you find shops
With holes through the window still stocking to white yobs
Who coming in to do their paper route and get paid off
Buying so much crap from there that they in debt to Late Shop!
Where they had to flash out the payback money for the new Nike shoes
Cause if you got cool shoes it means people like you
And with this new respect you can just plough right through
And punch idiots like me, who just sit and write in rhyme books
With the new watch you just nicked from H Samuel
While you at it run in GAME and nick a game manual
So you can tell your mates that you got the game
You got a decent reason, surely the cops can't blame
You for this, shit, nope, they want the crap back
So you run down the escalators but slip and fall on your ass crack
Ow! It's like you slapped the escalator and it happyslapped back!
Just a day in the life of a showoff who needs some tat bad!

[Chorus]
You could be something better than you are, we don't need no more hate
Don't complain about this rap you stupid assholes yo, yall made
Me write it in the first place and i admit that so more rage
Can fill you to brimming point, but i won't care, i just don't want no more hate!

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Can't be arsed bolding the rhymes
Uh, this is just about my town (in a way) but it's very exaggerated.
Whatever, it's just a random song
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