this song is called Hate Me, it describes the hatred that I get everywhere...
please tell me what you guys think
http://www.zshare.net/audio/517736208dd08662/
http://www.myspace.com/sticcyz08
Lyrics:
dont get wrong, i once had dreams,
but now broke with no job, and deathly sick as it seems,
i mean how was i to know id be a white rappa and broke,
whos losin his flow, and the pills are stutin my growth,
im a fish who cant float, im sinkin to the bottom,
cant afford new clothes, the ones i got are rotton,
i aint stoppin, ya cant stop whats done stoped
i got put in the shop, installed a new brain to rot,
put the kids in the corner, i see em in a miniute,
gotta finish, the espesode of scubs that im missin,
now there cryin, babys momma pregnant with brayens,
i feel like submirane, while everone else is high flyin,
there goin fast forward, while im in rewind,
like whatchin the same movie, 15 times,
rip off your favorite rapper, and rhyme with these lines,
smoke dope pop pills, commit felony crimes,
(chorus)
im a spirlin disaster, cant nobody save me,
everone is shootin, join in and hate me,
serious tried, got yall debating,
ridin in my hurse, man it dont even phase me,
depression is fun, the shrinks love me too,
im the soldier of th few, and my brain is blew,
came to spew, hate me, hate me you,
killer is the reaper, i had nothin to do,
so low down and dirty, if ya never heard of me,
i robbed an old man, an stole all his stuff from him,
a recylcing hate ball, seelin 8 balls,
the perfect of example, that life aint a cakewalk,
its nitemire to most, get the speed to coast,
so icey ya froze, like me at a show,
it aint funny, being broke wid no money,
im losin my voice, and my nose is runny,
my looks aint stunning, my chest aint cunning,
i didnt get the bunny, i got the freeeak,
she makes me skiit, and sings me to sleep,
number 1 out cast, number 1 of the kreeps,
double zero is my number, and wear it proud,
neva lookin up, cuzz im travlin down,
makin noise wid no sound, lost and neva found,
lets face it yall, hate makes the world go round
i got the public persona, of a dead beat father,
who eats cheetos all day, and sings covers of nirvana,
prolly a bank robber, lets just throw in the lava,
take him to the coppers, they need study him at havard
well its not all fact, tho i am wreck,
and if i dont get signed, ill shoot label excet,
kidnap his whole family, and blow up there private jet,
take all there money to chet, and will buy the internet,
im the blacksheep of the hurd, always shoutin my words,
speak shit you neva hurd, and flip grandma the bird,
teach ya kids curse, make ya son perverse,
make you girl wear no shirt, nope there aint no worse,
i see hatred of people, everywhere i go,
shoutin insults, most are lowblows,
the boat that cant row, done lost my soul,
like alice in chains, man im down in a hole,
but it was different in a positive way.
