Texty:
Speed Kill Hate

in raw hate, lost faith, raw hate I believe in raw hate, lost faith, raw hate I believe in raw hate, lost faith, raw hate I believe in raw hate, lost

Hatred for society What will it take for you to see? It's nothing but a fallacy Your fucked up reality Souvereign authority Can't tell me who the fuck

In the days when kids were kids Disputes were settled with out fists Resolve was met with confrontation Spilling blood was the solution Violence breeds

Walls of hate See them rise Self-indulgent Hear the calls Every minute Domination all that I've become Superficial high Self-destructive low Purgatory

way I sleep is in a cold sweat You say I'm crazy? You ain't see shit yet 'Cause I love to kill and kill for fun The microphone goes off like a handgun

roll with the team But they fade away, hate away, all for the cream They wanna instigate to get a me to forget my stake? Take advantage of the rilla, rob killa

, itchy fingers on the mac Get scrilla off of crack, get fifty's shooter back Listen homie, don't let them niggas amp you money 'Cause I got niggas in Queens that kill

stank you very much 'cause we appreciate the hate Now go get yourself a handgun, you fuckin' with a great Put it your mouth and squeeze it like your morning toothpaste Kill

with that boy J-o-e yeah that nigga Joe I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate Ima come through bouncin