Why raise my voice?
I don't even have to.
I could whisper.
And still be Screaming at you.
I talk the shock.
I don't gotta share the stun.
I don't need a pistol.
My mouth's a gun.
And my words get shot out like bullets.
And my temper's the trigger.
All you gotta do is pull it.
But lately, haters talk shit to the fullest.
But, it doesn't really bug me 'cause a lot of it is bullshit.
And, A lot of you just pull shit out you're asses to say to me.
You make up shit.
But you know what?
I'm glad that you hate me, the fact is basciically this crap's motivating me to rap.
So keep making be, you're acting like babies.
See, y'all don't really hate me.
You pretend you do to bug me. Cause you love me.
And you're mad that can't stop thinkin' of me.
Get a life, you couldn't survive mine face it.
Fuck walking in my shoes, you couldn't tie my fucking laces

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