iHate

F*ck you and your drama You can call me Unabomber but I'm a step away from Dahmer, Opposite the Dalai Lama You can run to your mama but death your panorama I'll leave you looking like a goner with that blunt force trauma I'm not done, I'll make you run, Lobotomize your fucking mom Froze your whole damn crew when I left 'em looking blue F*ck you gonna do, Hypothermia for you too Straight out the crypt I slip Coffins flipped, Acid I sip Straight down the lip I split Now I'm pissed it's time to RIP Straight out the crypt I slip Coffins flipped, Acid I sip Straight down the lip I split Now I'm pissed it's time to RIP Time to rip and tear a way through everyone I cannot bear Did you think that life is fair? Bet you even think I care Got that thousand yard stare cause I'm always up there In my head somewhere, Lost in thoughts isn't rare Always fantasizing about the demon rising Though it's not surprising the bodies necrotizing They decay when I sing, I'm not okay I'm writhing Maybe I am passing, Maybe I am dying Time to close your eyes, Feel the beat of this reprise Straight out the crypt I slip Coffins flipped, Acid I sip Straight down the lip I split Now I'm pissed it's time to RIP Straight out the crypt I slip Coffins flipped, Acid I sip Straight down the lip I split Now I'm pissed it's time to RIP