Haters mad cause i aint playin the game right
Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight
That bitch was racist, got me fired
I'm in high rhymes schools your're in third
Surrounded by the irony of living in the city
All these haters who mad and be nagging at me
Fuckin' y'all with no lubricant, go grab the detergent
Haters acting the bitterest they just mad cause im different
Couple broads wanna fuck, they should stay the night
Haters mad cause i aint playin the game right
It kind of feels like middle school again when they call
That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all
‘cuz you’re mad enough to scream but you’re sad enough to tear (x2)
And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex
Middle school was finally done
On the bible you can run
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