E.A.S. - Haters (Demo - Ft. B.o.C.) Lyrics
[Intro]Yo, whaddup dogI'm calling to tell you that these rappers E.A.S. and mr. B.o.CThey so fake! You like these suckers? You like these suckers?They stupid! They suck like "beep"[Verse 1: E.A.S.](I got my) swag on, haters ofHate no haters, I show them loveShow them love, and respectCause if fans don’t come, haters got my backThey say I’m packed, packed full of shitThat just means, full of super hitsPlatinum spits, boy I ruleHot as hell, though I keeps it coolTake you to school, I be the teacherSee me in church, I be the preacherCan’t be beneath ya, even if you dreamImma be higher than ya’ll ever beYa’ll ever see, ya’ll ever knowAin’t saying you suck, but ya’ll gotta goYa’ll gotta know, I’m the best there isI aim high; kick low, better duck ya heads[Hook]Cause them haters wanna talkHaters wanna talk, haters wanna talkBut they ain’t got nothing on meOn me, on me, on meCause them haters wanna talkHaters wanna talk, haters wanna talkBut they ain’t got nothing on meOn me, on me, on me[Verse 2: B.o.C.]Flying high, call me an eagleI’m a hard rock, nigga ya’ll emoYoung me, voice of the peopleYa’ll done, ya’ll is finitoOver with like overallNot me, I’m too fly to fallSurely, the one that you wanna seeI be sharp like every nigga wanna beSharper then a hawk’s eyesightGame on, game tight, take flightTake off, look at them lookHeaded for the stars while they stay putNigga’s stay down like they giving some headI be way in front of them while they get leadI’m the best like Weezy, the boss like RossI be making the rules, my turn to toss[Hook]Cause them haters wanna talkHaters wanna talk, haters wanna talkBut they ain’t got nothing on meOn me, on me, on meCause them haters wanna talkHaters wanna talk, haters wanna talkBut they ain’t got nothing on meOn me, on me, on me[Verse 1: E.A.S.](I got my) swag on, haters ofHate no haters, I show them loveShow them love, and respectCause if fans don’t come, haters got my backThey say I’m packed, packed full of shitThat just means, full of super hitsPlatinum spits, boy I ruleHot as hell, though I keeps it coolTake you to school, I be the teacherSee me in church, I be the preacherCan’t be beneath ya, even if you dreamImma be higher than ya’ll ever beYa’ll ever see, ya’ll ever knowAin’t saying you suck, but ya’ll gotta goYa’ll gotta know, I’m the best there isI aim high; kick low, better duck ya heads[Hook]Cause them haters wanna talkHaters wanna talk, haters wanna talkBut they ain’t got nothing on meOn me, on me, on meCause them haters wanna talkHaters wanna talk, haters wanna talkBut they ain’t got nothing on meOn me, on me, on me
