T Tone - Hatin, Hatin lyrics

They see my fame they hatin on my life they better think twice Ill michael myers slice and dice with my knife im full of life You run your mouth its heard all around the town I'm mayor b**h and i wear the f**ing crown I write words they speak for themself They're like bullets percing through your ears When i hear your voice it really grinds my gears I rip the words in my head like paper my eyes tear Im clown that everyone looks at judges and stares I look upon the stars haley im waiting for a wish right now What no wish f** this ima get there on my own Ill take every opportunity thats thrown my way How else would i be on my throne and have my crown anyway Take my advice, listen close, and look in the mirror When i explain it your life finally becomes a lil clearer The smoke thats a haze that blocks what you wanna see You'll realize you'll still be hating on me --------------------------------------------- Second verse time to take it to the town Your car speakers are booming my sound waitin for my mtv countdown You speak 1st grade english usin common nouns While im the talk of the town your trying to stand your ground Im untouchable with your words im the lion waiting to k** your herds Im using the websters dictionary while your still on hasbros pictionary Ill enlighten your mind with a picture with a frame full of words Im king of the rap game i dont know if you heard Ima syincal lyrical genious like einstien and numbers I put jokes like you into a deep sleep slumber I be cutting you jokers down like a tree cutters with wood You all try to act like you gangstas all from the hood Write your name down on the list of people who hate me Im just something you wish you could be, wanna be, won't be, hate me Im here to bring the rap game to its full potential Having me here is like a cure because i'm essential ----------------------------------------------------------- Last verse may be the best, i'm finally gonna put my mind to the test They said i would never make it f** the rest i put your mind into a mess, beggin please dont leave I'm at the point that you jokers may never achieve Confidentiality to my success and you ask why i'm the best? Take your pen and paper and throw it away thats what i suggest I'm the full game your just in beta test take a minute to digest Growin grey hair because what i said has you stressed Im the masta poet with my pen and paper but could you do me favor Im the greatest flavor and if i was your mouth would you spit or savor Let the king talk because you know you can't dethrone When im spittin so fast you know im in the zone Ladies be beggin but he leaves them cold my story unfolds I'm the past, present and the future who knows what story is told You wonder what famous is, your looking at gold Then you wondering how many haters i f**ing sold?