Seymour Butts - Ode To Hate lyrics

[Verse 1] Hate itself ain't bad and it don't make a person bad You should examine some of the children I had To go to school with, they were rueful So browbeating and woo-full because they were so high And so sh**-faced that they could contort their whole body Into the john They were all so f**ing resentful And there was hate spewing from thin air With all this hatefulness and no compa**ion, it's Hard to find someone cool, yeah, super rare I was lucky enough to find some hombres Even some girls that were not scandalous b**hes But all these bullies allowed to exist? Man, it irks and itches There were dickheads, sh**heads, and potheads Grouches, belligerent Warhawks, and hotheads People always say I should let bygones be bygones But I truly believe they should rot in hell for this Because suicides were so common I could almost call it biweekly Cause everyone slit their wrists After receiving the pain meekly Bullied kids should stand up for themselves f**, I'm putting my hand up for this [Hook] Hell, is where you belong You dirty rotten jacka**es You're all f*ggots I hope your brains get torn apart by maggots I take that back cause you're all f**ing brainless Hell, I want you die I wanna watch as Satan sticks a cross in your eye You're all ba*tards With dirty sh** I wanna see your faces plastered It take that back cause you already have sh** on your face Because your face is an an*s [Verse 2] Like for Christ's sake, karma cums on everybody Karma is my new name I'm here to ejaculate on your useless faces And aim all this anger that other kids Keep bottled inside them And took the criticism And shoved their worries aside them And I think, everyone who was a dick Deserves to here mean jokes And here I go to prove This rap isn't some faux hoax Kris, you smell like piss And Ryan, you're lying About having parents who love you or care Guadi, you're not a hottie And Hunter, you're a s*ut I hope that you get mauled by a grizzly bear Brett, Sean, Tiernen, and Robert, you're all a**holes "Seymour, man, calm down, it ain't worth the ha**le" Yeah, it is These sh**s picked on helpless kids And goddammit, I wanna wra**le Kris and Hunter, cutest couple Yeah right, 'bout as cute as Barney Rubble In a thong, f**ing Fred Flinstone, in a bubble of blubber With no rubber He cheated on her once a week But up she'd never speak And turned down nice geeks All for her clique And now it's time for her to rot in hell Along with all those other jerk-offs And I've got one message for all you bullies Not it the ferk off [Hook] [Bridge] Feel the fire pierce against your open skin Because you wore revealing clothing Since you're a s*ut Feel the fire burn your lacrosse shorts Because you're all goddamn who*es And your lives are now in ruts YOU NEED TO STOP BEING DICKS YOU GODDAMN fu*kING PRICKS YOU ALL THINK THAT YOU ROCK BUT IN REALITY YOU sh*t-WADS su*k co*k [Hook] Knock it the f** off