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Текст песни K-Rino - Why Ya Wanna Hate?

K-Rino - Why Ya Wanna Hate? слова песни

(Verse One)I don`t brag about cars and I don`t brag about clothesI don`t call women tramps, sluts, bitches or hoesI don`t sell out, kiss ass, or ball like a kidBut I bet the radio would bump my shit if I didYou see, I`m standing deep up in your face todayThe realest lyricist droppin attomic verses `till you waste awaySuckaz are tame when I spit the gameAggravated narrarator, metamorphisize into a human flameBattles intense, ??never straddle the fence??The radio hating me cuz I chose knowledge over nonsenseIt`s K-Rino in case you don`t recognize the toneI terrorize your zone, while my foe dies aloneI do this well, while y`all scared to fellPuttin a 100 different fools on your shit to try and make it sellKillaz I`m draftin, cuttin snitches in half whenAgitated I`m smashin, do it sound like I`m laughin?At random, droppin miscellaneous destructionCausin opponents to suffer spontaneous combustionFraud rapper found dead, bucked by the song capperHis tombstone read "he fucked with the wrong rapper"(Chorus 2X)So why you wanna hate me?When you know I`m gonna wreck these foolsstraight up out the gate (why you wanna) Why you wanna hate me?When you know that I`m gonna do them boys 20 times straight(Verse Two)This magazine hold they 50 best rappers ever, but brotherThat list don`t mean shit if I aint on that motherfuckerNot conceded, I`m straight up convinced, that I can ripMy brain empty in verses like killers empty in clipsWhen he slips, he plummets, 90 feet down to the wholeBlacker than triple darkness, drama, a hundred foldShockin electric currents invadin the haters chestMad lyrical bullets penetratin the haters vestVirtually impossible, to analyze the levelSome of these fools actions be equivelent to the devilI`m rippin, clickin that`s it, he rippin bustin in your shitThe wacker these rappers rap the more love that they gitI come straight out my folder, with my old school speech50 rhymes for ten punks, I`ve cracked `em five times eachClose your eyes and make a wish, open `em up when you throughBut if I`m standin in your face that mean the shit aint come trueSo tell me(Chorus 2X)(Verse Three)Can I make this situation better, before it get tight?Can I do this motherfucker, without takin his life?Can I get my self in line, can I just have a sign?Can I go 24 hours without thinkin bout dyin?Should I go and bust this faker, for the lies that he told?Should I act like I aint trippin, then just let it unfold?Should I check `em if he bumpin, when I know he fraud?Can I try and please the people without turnin on God?See I just need my five grand so I can turn it into tenOnce I get that ten grand, then I`m gonna flip it againIf I ever touch that million, they gonna think that I`m throughBut them haters gonna be stressin once I turn it into twoI said them haters gonna be stressin once I turn it into twoThem haters gonna be stressin once I turn it into twoThem haters gonna be stressin once I turn it into two

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