Fes Taylor - Hatred Lyrics
f/ Flip, Kay Yo, T-Bird[Chorus: T-Bird]Cuz they don't want me to shineThey know I'm fly and they don't want me to shineThey hating on me, and they don't want me to shineThey know I'm fly and they don't want me to shineThey hating on me[Kay Yo]Aiyo, it's my life, why they trying to take my lifeTrying to be a good dude, it's these streets that's trifeTell them officers to back up off meBeen stalking 'em, since that Impala saw meShit, just trying to pull up to the ribSirens been wilding, what these kids done didAnother body walked around, get chalked aroundPeople hawk around, latest talk in townBlock to block like MonopolyThem bad apples to the core, rotten seedsIt's been time to teach the youth, preach the truthStraight positive, negative get the bootI'm on my prison, know they father was the shitNow inhale and exhale, I'm heavy when I spitGot the grip like rubber handles, hard to handleCuz man can do, worn out and got a rubberband youI'm that new doc, new shots, new block, new money, what?[Fes Taylor]Ain't nothing better than new gwop, niggaYo, from New York to Pittsburgh, the way I snitch wordsFiip birds like skateboards, hitting the curbsShit I osberve, more than I preserveI sat patiently just waiting my turnI'm the perfect representation from Staten IslandMy struggle, my hunger, maturity grew since I was youngerSlumber party, yeah, they slept on niggasTil I, pump the shotty, when they crept on niggasIf he, block the right jab, the left on niggasAnd if a fight turn to gunplay, we teflon niggasThe south run the hip hop? What you expect, damnI guess Def Jam got the ears of a deaf manPut your career in the hands of a next manNew York my birthplace, kinda like BethelehemI'm the game saviorm and I leave my signatureOn your face with a straight razor, niggaYou ain't major, you a minor league playerNeed I say more niggas?[T-Bird]You can tell if a man's real if you look in they eyesI can see them haters hating from the look in they eyesAn underground nigga, now I'm just looking to riseThis is what hip hop lacks, I"m just here to provideIf 50 shots'll subtract, Sean Bell be aliveIf hip hop was dead, I'm the air that can keep it aliveThat nigga said he wasn't a cop, when they asked him, he liedThis is just some shit on my mind, I think about when I'm highI'm naturally fly, my swagger is catching your eyeNobody got these Jordans I got, I'm exclusively flyThis is for all my hustlers hustling, dog, stay on your grindCame from the bottom, but now I'm at the top of the lineI'm tired of dudes that can't properly rhyme, that's why I constantly blindAnd show these niggas they ain't *****ing with mineMy life is more than a rap song, I got kidsSo knowledge to them I pass on, I'm hoping they blast on[Flip]It's a matter of time, so I see no need to hold my breathDon't test on the strength that ya'll don't know my stressI don't rest, so there's way you can slow my stepsI got a team, I be working on my solo flexAt 16, I was spitting over old cassettesMicrophones made out of headphones and broken decksSo broke, I was always calling home collectI rock no soles, plus I got no respectNearly blessed, always seem to keep a soul impressNow he equal, but we leaders in our respectsI can remembe when I started this, my sole intentWas to release all of the anger, that my soul has pentCuz I was never meant to make it, I was so just spentTil I stepped into the game and left a sole imprintBurning incent, flipping, spitting since an infantHard not to believe me, I can be pretty convincing[Chorus]
