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letra de haters generation - pikej

there ain’t no one as…

hot or rich or keen chopper sick or mean
not a kid or moderate i got to live a dream they
sure-hate when i go-in on a track though my
word-play puttin poland on the map cuz
they be centless while i can-get ten-bricks
prada cash on top uh that my pen-sick when
pekay see-they dee-bate him
he-say we-may be-hat-tin’
never gonna cease checkin in a beat till-im
yet to simmer key veteran or thee mil-shine
working on my sk!ll to im-press my fans
they say i never will give a check i stamp
yes-i-can if i stay-true, pay-dues
but now how the h-ll a sucker bout to sh-ll or hate-whos
just-a-kid who go fer his dream
woke cuz i chose some might know what i mean

hook:
haters and nay-sayers got my paper stacking high (2x)
it’s the hater gene-ration, i see you there, hater gene-ration
why do you care? (2x)

verse 2:
my mus-ic i chug, haters sayin imma kook cuz i must take a page i write n do what-i-love and
yet-i-find-that-some still don’t ree-spect-that
every-one feel phoney lead rap
but ig-nore-me even though my core-seep out the real sh-t
kneal b-tch because surealy
ain’t n0body matchin’ my craftin’
everyother chap-been lackin’ p-ssion
see dat pekay talk about the fame-in-bars
claimin’ charts while he changin-hearts of the
dumb-folk-who never tried-jack-sh-t now
some-go-boo when a guy-practice

they be nothin’ ut a simple case of pro-jection
shade in yer head con-vey you be threatened
that be telling me the knave who be reppin’ hate every second
safe to be guessin’

sh-t-talk make em feel their booze life ain’t
lit-pot minus any shoot-high-change in
fit-jock form my supper huge-i-claim cuz
hip hops co-rs-n up n through-my-veins

- pikej

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