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I put my all into this shit
Can't waste no time now
I Know my life
Can fly by quick
So imma slow it down
I see these niggas hatin
Know me
Imma buss

mine
Ain't play by their rules
I just live my life
I just sit back, and watch them and their spite

They only hatin man cos they never did it, im really

Can't Win for Losing

Little Brother

Get Back

2007

that they'd never understand
What I was feelin' as a man, fickle as Trav' Bickle
They either hatin' you or they they'll stand
Then I said I'd do it

come along for the ride
All they wanna do is riot, roundin' up like we're pirates
Slidin' our bodies' together, she grindin' my dick by the end

Forefather’s eve, no tomorrow?
Naked lunch by Burroughs?
Born to please, now I’m hollow


It took many months of hate
It’s long overdue so now
When the hatred

Mifflin
I pray I never get complacent 
Must be doin' somethin' right if they be hatin'
Gettin' better at maintainin' that cadence
All by myself, all by

To provide
For my family and I
Getting by
On medi cal and SSI
Im on the grind
Like the homie
O.T.G
On the green
On the go
Blowing smoke with me
To let my

Help Is Coming

T.I.

How to Be an MC, Vol. 45: Instrumentals

2007

everyone in the dope game now man
I told these niggas that it ain't gon stop
All the hatin' gon' stop or this thang gon' blah
Most of these niggas ,ain't

Ben
Hello Ben, this is Mr. Shaggee. Do you like George Ranch High School?
Ugh, no

Ben
Do you like chemistry class?
No
Hatin' on these raps?
No

Listen

Marvin Sapp

Close

2017

neighbour and say

See the devil is a liar
No, I'm not gon' die
It's okay to cry
'Cause He's by your side
You gotta stop that hatin'
I know you don't

Beef

Tech N9ne, Krizz Kaliko

Beef [Bonus DVD]

2003

in the distance listening to the slaughtering of there own.
So fear and stress sets in as the other groups approached the slaughter house led by

a while, promise that I won't stop
I won't stop, I won't stop

Up until the break of dawn
Christmas Eve to Christmas morning
Tell me how you want it
Cause

know they be hatin' on how I'm cakin'
Want me boxed or dead
I move with birds by the flock instead
D.c., I keep whoopin', keep cookin', 'til the pots

That boy countin' a lot, huh 
Look, bah, grrt, woo
Yeah
Woo

Look, see them hatin' ass niggas talkin', tell 'em, niggas, stop it (woo)
Woo

wake up fine and dandy
But then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start
Planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up

my soul
Yeah G.O.D inside my soul  
Playing in the garden no adam and eve 
Grew up in the greaz hella thorns hella weed
Flower bloomed in a dark room

Take It Off Your Shoulder

Juvenile

Get It How U Live!

1997

corner
All my people are probably wondering what's going on
Playin a chess game, gotta keep my eye on this mate
All the way from Adam and Eve, not fuckin

what I'm tellin' you is persuasive
So please get up out this matrix, stop these motherfuckers from the hatin
Without my queen, I would've never made it

niggas think you really got them guts
To walk up to his house, knock on his door
Let 'em feel the buckshots of a twelve gauge
Backed up by an A-K
'Fore

nothing else to do but get paper
Ain't nothing else to do
I still come through drop top no roof
I still see the hatin' man the hate is in you
Ain't nothing

Ima count it up only we know
They be feinin me & hatin on the d low
Givin smoke let's burn it out by street hoe
She love the recipe can tell by her

nigga
Waitin' for me to give up and stop here, right you wish, nigga
Motherfuckers need to get off my dick, nigga
I was missin' the big picture
Switch

Spotlight so bright they gotta throw Shade
Smile then frown two face like Slade
During the night my shadow escapes
By dusk
I can hear it say

Don't try to run

of contraband 
Bus stop with it 
Cause i'm trying to sell a bag
If i ain't on the mic with it
I do my shit I get by
Ducking drive by
Namanjinja same time
Hustle