Hatin

Hate, is a form of evil, a waste of an emotion

All my life I've been against the odds

So thou don't offend me, yea they intensely fuelin my fire

The rhythym and ryhmes that I quote, one of the realest that I ever wrote

(Huh) and I will not stop

You gonna feel it, I'm a let it go, I'm the realest that they ever wrote

(Huh) and I will not stop

Since the time that Stoney been spittin

Hes gifted with game, versitile, so the people listen

Not to mention the fame that it brang cause Stoney glisten

Hes causin friction

There's moral to the story, everybody gotta pay attention

I'm on a mission

Got my eyes up on the prize

Always gon keep it hunnit never catch me falsify

See others tryin mine, see they hatin in they eye

See Stoney on the rise, see gotta respect his grind

Stevie on the road, Stevie doin hella shows

Hangin with the big name, they say he bound to blow

Always on the boy yea they talk behind my back

And when I come to town, gossip get to commin back

I tell em "what, I'm back," but your talkin is nothin

Tell em stack up they paper, Ain't no future in frontin

On the buck and I'm bendin

Yes my flow is authentic

You witnessin the future, I'm a fuckin lieutenant

You can hate but you wastin your time

You can hate but you wastin your time

(Man your wastin your time)

I know a lot of folk fake and they lie

You can hate but you wastin your time

(Homie you wastin your time)

And there's a couple that'll hate on me

If it's up to them they'd turn the page on me

(Man your wastin your time)

But you forgot that I'm a brave homie

Until they put me in the grave homie

(Huh, your wastin your time)

This one here has kept you some feelins

I'm speakin of circumstances, reminiscing the chillin

Some niggas is wishes that I'm floppin from the beginnin

Makes me a villain

What type of manager can't manage his own spendin

What type of homie gets salty when I ride to the ceilin

Camouflagin his feelin

It's an envious syndrome

Always makin somebody mad in this life that I'm livin

Is this how I'm perceived

All this hatins a givin

I'm survivin the struggle

I can figure to fix ya

Haters fuel to my fire

I've ignited the picture

There's more stalkas who rip ya

Got a beautiful buzz

Analyzin the situation when I'm off in them nubs

Don't get it twisted when I'm ventin ya, it's not a diss

It's a situation I'm facin ya'll when I'm copin with

My pen and my pad for play I recorded it

I'm a subordinate and haters I'm gettin bored of it

Hatin [x12]