HATRED GLOVE!

Cold feet in the middle of the sludge Is you catching what I'm saying to you outfielder stuff Hold the hatred glove I don't want it near so I can't touch it It's different you don't have to party when you is the function Laugh my ass off high as f*ck going in public Ok I forgot to eat I guess I'll grab something Beats me the first seven days light and sun shit Praying for a rainy day to wash out world dysfunction I think my beat machine is having a malfunction The sky muttered to me told me Jake proceed with caution And look both ways before you cross the road when walking A wise man once said why is you still talking I know we ain't got nothing in common You nervous then vomit I'm playin with ya Claymation Wallace and Gromit You still talking bout the same shit drop it Nonsense Twisted and deranged trying to profit Got a gold tooth and lost some of my confidence You should use your common sense Instead pocket watching his Stutter on the daily When I rap I lock it in Really made this from the hair On my Baggy everything I'm even talking eye lids Watch this Do it in my sleep Like I'm even conscious Y'all just so obnoxious Only trying to make hits Rap my ass off in the basement with the lights dim Candle drip The wax from the record makes a light hiss Slow it down I just need my life to be like one disc Side A tell them shut the f*ck up then silence Side B run it back again but really violent Watch out When he grips the mic proceed with violence Top ten Spaces in between the letters constant