Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Why U Wanna Hate?, artist - K Rino. Album song Ten Year Run 1993-2003, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Record label: Black Book International
Song language: English
Why U Wanna Hate? |
I don’t brag about cars and I don’t brag about clothes |
I don’t call women tramps, sluts, bitches or hoes |
I don’t sell out, kiss ass or ball like a kid |
But I bet the radio would bump my shit if I did |
You see, I’m standing deep up in your face today |
The realest lyricist dropping atomic verses till you waste away |
Suckers are tame when I spit the game |
Aggravated narrator, metamorphosise into a human flame |
Battles intense, never straddle the fence |
The radio hating me cause I chose knowledge over nonsense |
It’s K-Rino in case you don’t recognize the tone |
I terrorize your zone while my foe dies alone |
I do this well while y’all scared to fail |
Putting a 100 different fools on your shit to try to make it sell |
Killers I’m drafting, cutting snitches in half when |
Agitated I’m smashing, do it sound like I’m laughing? |
At random, dropping miscellaneous destruction |
Causing opponents to suffer spontaneous combustion |
Fraud rapper found dead, bucked by the song capper |
His tombstone read, «He fucked with the wrong rapper» |
So why y’all wanna hate |
When you know that I’ma wreck these fools straight up out the gate |
Why you wanna hate |
When you know that I’m gonna do them boys twenty times straight? |
This magazine wrote they fifty best rappers ever, but brother |
That list don’t mean shit if I ain’t on that motherfucker |
Not conceited, I’m straight up convinced that I can rip |
My brain emptying verses like killers emptying clips |
When he slips, he plummets, 90 feet down to the hole |
Blacker than triple darkness, drama, a 100 fold |
Shocking electric currents invading the hater’s chest |
Mad lyrical bullets penetrating the hater’s vest |
Virtually impossible to analyse the level |
Some of these fools' actions be equivalent to the Devil |
I’m ripping, clicking that’s it, he ripping busting your shit |
The wacker these motherfuckers rap the more love that they get |
I come straight out my folder with my old school speech |
50 rhymes for 10 punks, I crack 'em 5 times each |
Close your eyes and make a wish, open 'em up when you’re through |
But if I’m standing in your face that mean the shit ain’t come true |
So tell me |
So why y’all wanna hate |
When you know that I’ma wreck these fools straight up out the gate |
Why you wanna hate |
When you know that I’m gonna do them boys twenty times straight? |
Can I make this situation better before it get tight? |
Can I do this motherfucker without taking his life? |
Can I get myself in line? |
Can I just have a sign? |
Can I go 24 hours without thinking 'bout dying? |
Should I go and bust this faker for the lies that he told? |
Should I act like I ain’t tripping, then just let it unfold? |
Should I check 'em if he bumping, when I know that he fraud? |
Can I try to please the people without turning on God? |
See I just need me 5 grand so I can turn it to 10 |
Once I get that 10 grand, then I’m gon' flip it again |
If I ever touch that million, they gon' think that I’m through |
But them haters gonna be stressing once I turn it to 2 |
I said them haters gonna be stressing once I turn it to 2 |
Them haters gonna be stressing once I turn it to 2 |
Them haters gonna be stressing once I turn it to 2 |
Them haters gonna be stressing, let them boys know Screw |