hated (freestyle) lyrics – machine gun kelly

hated (freestyle)

lace the f*ck up m*th*f*cka
and i’m young ozzy
machine gun little tommy
mayhem f*ckin pamela up in tha lobby
make her shake then she bake like i’m ricky bobby
eat the munchies then i skate like i’m playin hockey
s*x pistol everything i said vicious
i’m makin johnny cash haters eat my limp bizkits
buy a dub then i step no skrillex
grab the jimmy no hendrix
put my d*ck in her appendix then bust
yeah i don’t give a f*ck
i eat p*ssy so that means i can eat whoever i want
and these rappers smell a little fishy maybe you a lunch
imma m*th*f*ckin punk or you a m*th*f*ckin punk
tour bus full of girlfriends everybody f*ck
bamboos full of elephant trunk you call blunts
so if you with me throw them f*ckin l’s up
est or you a m*th*f*ckin c*nt b*tch what
i’m hated [x8] (b*tch what, b*tch what)
muthaf*cka i’m hated [x8]
stank biotch i’m hated [x8]
muthaf*cka i’m hated [x4]
and i don’t give a f*ck b*tch i’m
big chief of chuck t’s wife beater
still hood 4 doors no two seater
wanita brain like a smart senior
and she pop two like she got a cold fever
f*ck b*tches dudes don’t fly neither
two liters of the brown me and tech nina
the green give me amnesia
while its kells poppin out the godd*mn speaker
not too many people keep up with the word play of my raps dog
so maybe the crit*tcs slow and i’m too f*ckin fast dog
theres three reason why i am better than your favorite rapper star
i can rap hard, i got better fans, and ill beat his f*ckin *ss dog
cleveland on my shoulder like a backpack
cleveland on my shoulder look at that tat
cleveland is the city where i’m at
bring the cheese and turn this b*tch into a m*th*f*ckin rat trap
f*ck the course i been hated and they know that
f*ck the forest chop the trees and then we blow that
imma taurus but i don’t bullsh*t
you can get the f*ck out or come and get this full d*ck
and maybe call up a couple of fans
and then they come over because they were scared
because they were intimidated by the noise or maybe by the mohawk in my hair
or maybe my boys who don’t even rap
the many celebrities that it attract
instead of adapting to ski mask
a matter of fact how bout you know what give me that
i’m hated, hated, hated, hated
ha lace up b*tch
turn your face up b*tch
until then blaze up b*tch
they hate us b*tch
but that’s who made us b*tch
that girl gon blame us b*tch
and if you sleepin on the kid wake up b*tch
b*tch, b*tch i heard the girls like it when i say “b*tch”!

/ machine gun kelly lyrics