TXYLXR - HATE IS A STRXNG WXRD (feat. cuzz.y) Lyrics

Hey
Hey
You might think from the songs I make
I just wanna end up in a casket
But if you throw shade at me then I'll just catch it

You might think from the songs I make
I just wanna end up in a casket
But if you throw shade at me then I'll just catch it
Yeah
I can tell you don't like me much
I don't need no Inspector Gadget
Sometimes I wanna behead myself with a f*cking hatchet
Back to sad again, sorry, it's a f*cking habit
I'll still slam your face in the motherf*ckin' granite

Hate is a strong word
But if you come closer you might just learn
Not to mess with me
I'ma make you motherf*ckin' burn
Display you in my trophy cabinet in a motherf*ckin' urn
Damn, that took a dark turn
But that's none of your concern

I simply whisper in your ear
I see now that you're full of fear
I will make your next word your last breath
Because my best friend is death
You're a traitor
Betrayal like King Duncan and Macbeth
The devil can easily get away with theft
Just know you're not the only one left
So much of my last album was just straight off the cranium
My last EP is called bulletprxxf, no Titanium
So many of y'all be so toxic and I ain't talking uranium
Now let's end all of this pandemonium

Hate is a strong word
But if you come closer you might just learn
Not to mess with me
I'ma make you motherf*ckin' burn
Display you in my trophy cabinet in a motherf*ckin' urn
Damn, that took a dark turn
But that's none of your concern

Yeah, I'ma burn you alive
So don't get on my bad side
Unless you're hoping to die
Nothing quick and painless about being fried
(Need back-up)

You think you're smug and that but you can put that smile away
I can smell your breath stinking from a mile away
Like the spider-verse with lyrics, got a wide array
Better put them brakes on 'cause I got the right of way
People want me gone but I think I'm gonna stay
Wanna kick a ball about 'cause I wanna play
Two feet you in the shins, now you gotta pray
Get up pussy, this is football, this is not ballet
Whippin' up this bread, I'm just like a baker
You're a doughnut fam, this ain't Mister Maker
Gotta try angle your dick at the right angle
Hard with no dangle, Rapunzel in Tangled
Put you in a strangle, that shit looking wild
Nando's, no mild, that chicken is piled
My clothes are all styled, now I'ma smile
I'ma f*ck shit, shit, I ain't f*cked in a while
Twist a dial like that DVD shit
Crying baby on that CBeebies shit
Whining 'cause you ain't gon' be shit
You know she want that BBC shit
Me vs the world, PVE shit
Wanna listen on that DAB shit
I hear all your chat but I'ma tell you
Don't talk back, that's some DTB shit