Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hate Runs Deep, artist - Saukrates.
Date of issue: 17.07.2017
Song language: English
Hate Runs Deep |
Hate runs deep in the hearts of many |
Hate runs deep in the guts of all |
Cause your hate can judge a fate |
When guns blaze at nighttime cause it’s the right time for wrong |
Hate runs deep in the hearts of many |
Hate runs deep in the guts of all |
Cause your hate can judge a fate |
Cause niggas cuttin' they lifelines for crime, but we still movin' on |
Index fingers touch rewind as my aura propels your mindstate |
Leaving behind fake visions |
You’re blind cause it’s hard to find |
Lyrics flood the black market more than rock can steal |
My stock’s hot, cause it’s realer than real when caps peel |
Pay rent for cement, mother’s hearts gettin' bent |
'Cause nights is trife |
And it’s chllin' like a villain executin' his killin' but there’s no blood |
spillin' |
And it’s just as illin', Prepare for head-fillin' |
When you enter my jurisdiction of non-fiction |
And lead-fillin'((/led feelin'?)) if you steppin' to mad niggas bitchin' |
Cause the yang is regretful when you’re letful |
Bleedin' buckets of red from your head over duckets, fuck it |
I’m living for next year, my dear |
I say cheers and guzzle eleven beers to celebrate |
The years of my life, I got mo' days than fo' days |
Though some are po' days, optimistic I’ll stay |
For me, my grandmother will pray a check spray my way |
Losin' sleep over victims of the creep |
The well runs dry as niggas wish to die |
He said goodbye watchin' his honey cry |
From the other side of Ryker’s glass eye |
S guards no fraud |
Eloquent speech will teach, though my hate runs deep, nigga |
Word up yo, my hate runs deep |
No lie |
Aiyo, my hate runs deep like still waters |
The thought of all frustrations, bring forth innovations |
I flip my rhetoric and direct it, with some |
Egotistical mystical type of shit, to make their heads split |
I bring complex sexual intercourse to microphones |
Hittin' my slang with the anger from my childhood |
Runnin' around with dirty stains in dirty Haines |
Peepin' flirty dames, shit never stay the same |
I used to write 'cause it was appropriate |
But now I feel I gotta write for industries and associates |
Some years back, I found a pillow to scream into |
I was fiendin' through crates of legendary greats |
And seein' through the whack individuals who left residuals of bullshit lying |
around |
Fuckin' with niggas like me, 'cause now they’re tryin' to be down |
With my session, corrupt like projects in the recession |
Consider it a blessing when Marvel hit the stage |
Go home and write a page 'cause it’s my daily routine |
Vibrations are caught, and then I see the unseen |
When I creep, you know my shit is deep, word up |
Niggas gettin' stuck in the alleyways of unlucky schemes for bucks |
Stuck in that and short cuts |
But I chose to fight those urges that were foul |
And write prose in spite of foes lurking the prowl |
So I live to see my child smile |
To increase my chance, fertilize my side of the family branch |
As my flows enhance the relationship of romance |
Women get stuck in a trance, brothers dig my style as I intoxicate |
Their minds with concise rhyming and give 'em the whole nine |
My shit’s natural, a prime |
Generating inspirational thoughts |
Bitches still get caught in the crossfire I duck |
So the streets don’t talk |
No concern for the rebel as an average nigga got dissed |
Pulled the trigger and missed |
Now a casualty lies on the streets leakin' |
Attitudes peakin', the levels settle when I’m speakin' |
Momma’s hands was reachin' |
Thought there was black on the backs of many |
The day they buried the child who died for the worth of a penny |
This topic strikes me |
MC Saukrates says shit unlikely |
To cease, black please come back, fittin' stereotypes exact |
Chemicals react when I rap |
As a youth I never thought life could be so tough |
Givin' half a deck, you never realize that you’re bluff earnin' half a check |
The moonshine traders, a drug deal parade |
Receiving another wage, gettin' paid to get yourself a fade |
Don’t let cash burn fast no more |
According to the world you’re poor |