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letra de hatin, hatin - t tone

they see my fame they hatin on my life they better think twice
ill michael myers slice and dice with my knife im full of life
you run your mouth its heard all around the town
i’m mayor b-tch and i wear the f-cking crown
i write words they speak for themself
they’re like bullets percing through your ears
when i hear your voice it really grinds my gears
i rip the words in my head like paper my eyes tear
im clown that everyone looks at judges and stares
i look upon the stars haley im waiting for a wish right now
what no wish f-ck this ima get there on my own
ill take every opportunity thats thrown my way
how else would i be on my throne and have my crown anyway
take my advice, listen close, and look in the mirror
when i explain it your life finally becomes a lil clearer
the smoke thats a haze that blocks what you wanna see
you’ll realize you’ll still be hating on me
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second verse time to take it to the town
your car speakers are booming my sound waitin for my mtv countdown
you speak 1st grade english usin common nouns
while im the talk of the town your trying to stand your ground
im untouchable with your words im the lion waiting to k!ll your herds
im using the websters dictionary while your still on hasbros pictionary
ill enlighten your mind with a picture with a frame full of words
im king of the rap game i dont know if you heard
ima syincal lyrical genious like einstien and numbers
i put jokes like you into a deep sleep slumber
i be cutting you jokers down like a tree cutters with wood
you all try to act like you gangstas all from the hood
write your name down on the list of people who hate me
im just something you wish you could be, wanna be, won’t be, hate me
im here to bring the rap game to its full potential
having me here is like a cure because i’m essential
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last verse may be the best, i’m finally gonna put my mind to the test
they said i would never make it
f-ck the rest i put your mind into a mess, beggin please dont leave
i’m at the point that you jokers may never achieve
confidentiality to my success and you ask why i’m the best?
take your pen and paper and throw it away thats what i suggest
i’m the full game your just in beta test take a minute to digest
growin grey hair because what i said has you stressed
im the masta poet with my pen and paper but could you do me favor
im the greatest flavor and if i was your mouth would you spit or savor
let the king talk because you know you can’t dethrone
when im spittin so fast you know im in the zone
ladies be beggin but he leaves them cold my story unfolds
i’m the past, present and the future who knows what story is told
you wonder what famous is, your looking at gold
then you wondering how many haters i f-cking sold?

- t tone

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