Name: HATE IT by Pro-Jet
Duration: 2 min 14 s
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HATE IT

Empty Seats. Alone with my thoughts. With my WORLD.

Lyrics:

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There was a man

There was There was There was a man

They know what they did, they know what they 
They know what they did, they know what they 

When he's alone, huh he likes it
But when he around people yeah he doesn't like it, woah

Once upon a time, he needs his time needs his place
He finds no bitch fine, too much hatred that he faced
Where this come from? What's the case?

Don't wanna live around people
Don't wanna live around people

Where this came from? Fuck you bitch don't give me some
Am a lone bum, yeah get me away from em

Don't wanna live around people
Don't wanna live around people

Everyday just like that, hatred building getting fat
Hands are shaking eyes are wet
He don't get it why is that (that)


Don't wanna live around people


What is he becoming
Just give him a break


Don't wanna live around people


Once upon a time, yeah once upon a-
Once upon a time, yeah once upon a-

They know what they did, they know what they uh
They know what they did, they know what they uh

It comes from his closest people, the pain
So how you want him to like people such a shame
Can't take care of children then have em, that's insane
Don't point em fingers no no, no one to blame

Why you blaming them huh 
Why you blaming
Why you blaming them huh 
Why you blaming

Once upon a time, he needs his time needs his place
He finds no bitch fine, too much hatred that he faced
Where this come from? What's the case?

Don't wanna live around people
Don't wanna live around people

Where this came from? Fuck you bitch don't give me some
Am a lone bum, yeah get me away from em

Don't wanna live around people
Don't wanna live around people

Everyday just like that, hatred building getting fat
Hands are shaking eyes are wet
He don't get it why is that (that)


Don't wanna live around people


What is he becoming
Just give him a break


Don't wanna live around people

They know what they did, they know what they uh
They know what they did, they know what they uh

Once upon a time, yeah once upon a-

There Was a MAN

Empty Seats. Alone with my thoughts. With my WORLD.

Lyrics:


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Haay
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Tired of this town I don't wanna stay
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I don't care about her

They can't keep they hands to theyselves
I can see everything on they shelf


They move without sound, He took what he found, You put something down don't look away
Bitches be around, bag's full fifty pound, they took what they found don't look away

Tired of this town I don't wanna stay


They don't move 
They don't move

They don't move act like poo just found honey or something
They don't move act like poo just found honey or something


I act evil like em they don't dare to touch my stuff
Don't deceive me like am a brainwashed baby or something
Bumblebee just shut them, catch the drift you'll see the dust
Woah you'll see the dust, yeah you know my shit is busting

I be alone empty seats yeah that's my zone
My homies, I see em rarely (Idon't care about her)
Chilhood moments, I miss em darely 
Too much self aware (Idon't care about her)
Care about things I shouldn't care
That's just me, you couldn't bare (I don't care about a bitch)
Touch my things yeah, I wsih they dare (Idon't care about her)
I wsih
I wsih they dare
Bitches yeah I wsih they dare bitch

They can't keep they hands to theyselves
I can see everything on they shelf


Got my baby asian, she so cute my eyes are gazing
The way for me she posing, you got my heart baby melting


Anyways it's not the subject, trust em, Spend time with them too much, take it, Your wallet gone they search for it, The same fuckers that just took it



They don't move 
They don't move

They don't move act like poo just found honey or something
They don't move act like poo just found honey or something
They don't move act like poo just found honey or something
They don't move, They don't move 


They, They move without sound, He took what he found, You put something down don't look away
They move without sound, He took what he found, You put something down don't look away

Tired of this town I don't wanna stay

Sticky Hands

Empty Seats. Alone with my thoughts. With my WORLD.

Lyrics:

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Too many clowns in this town 
Think they up they all down
Only silence need no sound

Fuck around and you going down 
Fuck your chances no second round

You know this bitch is evil

Yeah you know this bitch is evil
Like a devil deceiver

You know this bitch is evil

Know, know a place like no other
Everyday's summer, baby give me the fax
Always sunny always hot, baby ride me Hummer
Do we need each other? I really hate the fact
Need peace of mind? You not getting that 
Me and homies in this town we do only suffer

You know this bitch is evil

Am just better bitch and you're worse 
Living with something that you don’t wanna 
This shit forever yeah is a curse 
Fuck yo shit fuck yo purse bitch
In this town you get none bitch
That’s what they gonna do to you
Hit your purse then they hit you too

How do I love myself
Gotta hate people first 
It's me and no one else
It's me yeah for me the first

You know this bitch is evil

Yeah, evil deceiver
Nothing illegall here 
Officer just sprite tropical
Empty seats just me reading articles, yeah
Just a nerd and I like it
Free as a bird nothing like it
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You know this bitch is evil

Yeah you know this bitch is evil
Like a devil deceiver

You know this bitch is evil

In a town full of clowns people make a sound
Only when they see me, down
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Too many clowns in this town 
Think they up they all down
Only silence need no sound

Fuck around and you going down 
Fuck your chances no second round

You know this bitch is evil

Yeah you know this bitch is evil
Like a devil deceiver

Evil Town

Empty Seats. But am there THO!

Lyrics:
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Bring em bitches up, bring em bitches up

That hoe is a liar
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Bring em bitches up, bring em bitches up
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Bring em bitches up, bring em bitches up
If bitches getting paid They ain't gonna stop hoe
Wear no pants yeah, she burnt em on fire
Trust no bitch yeah, that hoe is a liar

Not, Not for home yeah keep her for the streets
Never wife a hoe with a whole show on a seat
She showing her hole for motherfuckers to beat to
What cuck shit are you into?
How many chairs have you been to?
At least, she doing it for a fee
Gotta lotta hoes being prostitutes, for free

Dance for it bitch Yeah dance for it (Yeah Dance bitch)
What the fuck, Yeah Dance for it (Why you not dancing)
Why you, why you not dancing?
Dance for it bitch Yeah dance for it (Why you not dancing)
Dance for that shit bitch (what the fuck is that shit)
Dance for it bitch Yeah dance for it (what the fuck yeah)

Yeah bitch, dance on it
Wanna go again? Gotta dance for it
Yeah, Yeah dance for it
Gasoline put some flames on it (fire) (what the fuck)
Burn the place up with this bitch on it 
Wanna leave bitch just dance for it
Wanna leave bitch gotta beg me slut
See you burn, hear you scream
Cut your hands legs cut you blood stream
You gonna like it bitch tell me bless me
What's, What's the point of torture without screams 
Yeah bitch gotta hear you scream
Scream bitch, scream, scream, scream bitch scream
Yeah dance bitch, scream, scream

Wear no pants yeah, she burnt em on fire
Trust no bitch yeah, that hoe is a liar
At least, she doing it for a fee
Gotta lotta hoes being prostitutes, for free

Dance bitch, what the fuck, Yeah dance for it
Dance for it bitch Yeah dance for it (Dance for that shit bitch)
Dance for it bitch Yeah dance for it (Why you not dancing)
Dance for that shit bitch (what the fuck is that shit)
Dance for it bitch Yeah dance for it (Dance for that shit bitch)

Bring em bitches up, bring em bitches up
If bitches getting paid They ain't gonna stop hoe
Wear no pants yeah, she burnt em on fire
Trust no bitch yeah, that hoe is a liar

Not, Not for home yeah keep her for the streets
Never wife a hoe with a whole show on a seat
She showing her hole for motherfuckers to beat to
What cuck shit are you into
How many chairs have you been to
At least, she doing it for a fee
Gotta lotta hoes being prostitutes, for free

Dance for that shit bitch
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DANCE FOR IT

Empty Seats. But am there THO!

Lyrics:
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I think I murdered a man
I think I cornered a man
Can't get out yeah stressing highly
This a jail well, it's Prison Alley
Yeah this is Prison Alley
This shit is Prison Alley

This is my personality
Brutality on myself
Well threw myself in hell
Jail my mind is my cell
Drowning, in my own well
Free will but can't do nothing
Free will but can't do nothing
Did I really choose to lose the people whose
Time with was so soothing slut's so moody
Don't need you. Thoughts blocking the view
Can't even think straight
I really got no clue, guess money gotta wait

He's dead
I killed a man
The man was me
I killed a man
He's dead
The man was me
He's dead
I killed a man
The man was me
He's dead
I killed a man

I think I murdered a man
I think I cornered a man
Can't get out yeah stressing highly
This a jail well, it's Prison Alley
Yeah this is Prison Alley
This shit is Prison Alley

Will I feel better if I left the seats
Answer me please, am in pain God
They did what they pleased, they did what they said
I killed that man yeah, that's what I did
As the seats, that body's empty
Body is in heat, heart's beating
Is human's evil, they fleshy devils, only think about money desires and medals
Then yeah, there's still humanity 
There's still humanity yeah
Humanity

He's dead
I killed a man
The man was me
I killed a man
He's dead
The man was me
He's dead
I killed a man
The man was me
He's dead
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Prison Alley

Empty Seats. But am there THO!

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Is this really me?
Sitting here
Sitting by myself, everyone is holding hands
Got no one to tell, about me
Where is the end light?
Maybe's too up, gotta stand
Yeah get up, go get the bands
Go get the bands, yeah get up go get the bands
Go get the bands

Baby, is this you huh?
Are you a ghost, baby
Am off the shrooms, maybe
My life is getting shady, that's crazy
Life a hoes not a lady, don't trust it, it gets too cool
I was a fool, wasn't ready catch a cold

So I gotta heat up
Hot head, so gotta beat up
Got head, don't leave the seat up
Got a syrup to lead up, myself fucked up gotta leave up
Baby, is this you huh?
Is this really me?

Is this really me?
Sitting here
Sitting by myself, everyone is holding hands
Got no one to tell, about me
Where is the end light?
Maybe's too up, gotta stand
Go get the bands, yeah get up go get the bands
Go get the bands

Baby, is this you huh?
Are you a ghost, baby
Am off the shrooms, maybe
My life is getting shady, yeah that's crazy
Life a hoes not a lady, don't trust it, it gets too cool
I was a fool, wasn't ready catch a cold

Damn, lose some pounds, you so fat what you shaming for
Get the door hoe, Try to run some more, or
Slut go see the zoo, hippos got the same wazoo as you bitch
Check the mirror, see?
Let your liver breathe bitch
Baby, is this you huh?

Is this you huh?

Is this You

Empty Seats. But am there THO!

Lyrics:
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What they call it, yeah don't call me, what they call ya
What they call it, yeah don't call me, what they call ya
Through the side, yeah you know that bitch a liar
You a side piece just a lie
You beside me just for time
But besides, why would I, waste my life, for a bitch
Every thigh, yeah am using every side
Kill the bitch remove the itch you know you want to do that shit
Remove the chords, yeah do that shit
Knife to the throat, yeah slit that wrist
 
Every thigh, yeah am using every side
Through the side, yeah you know that bitch a liar
Ruin your life, yeah fuck your family
People dying just adding causalities
Fuck faculties, fuck em Richards
Give me novelty, make me richer
Too many hoes yeah get em stitches
Nothing is slow, yeah fuck em bitches

What they call it, yeah don't call me, what they call ya
What they call it, yeah don't call me, what they call ya
Through the side, yeah you know that bitch a liar
They be lying, but I don't care
It's them headaches, that I don't bare
Hit the snare, let me share, how the fuck I ended there
Every thigh, yeah am using every side
There, where?
That's a layer, so down there they call it hell
Let me fall, they let me fell
Fucked up mind, my secretaire

Every thigh, yeah am using every side
Through the side, yeah you know that bitch a liar


HATE IT

Pro-Jet

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