Two Minutes Hate

[Verse 1] Yo, yeah, yo yeah This is my house, don't try to enter We not friends dog, we not even friendsters And this is my space, it's my home So give me my five feet like AC and [?] 'Cuz I hate being told what I'm supposed to do Especially when they standin' all close to you And their breath smells like a dead guy Matter fact I'll catch the red eye 'Cuz I'm sick of living in this neighborhood Where everybody rich and they fronting like they not And [?] don't got, fronting like they do got White kids walking 'round dressing like 2Pac Oh my god, what happened here? I woke up one day and everybody rapping weird Hip-hop, one thing should be given Personality is not a substitute for rythm So don't try it Matter fact put your face to that fryer can't say I won't fry it Right down to the very follicle Yeah I'm a hater, the most diabolical! [Chorus] Tom Hater, hate on yo' ass I'm that rat in your [?], I'm that snake in the grass I'm that superpowered hater from some place in the past And I pop up now and then just to say that you wack! [Verse 2] Yo, gimme those beats I'ma choke them words Got ya kicking accapella like spoken word While we gotta impeach the president My tax dollars increased the defecit Just kidding, I ain't paying taxes That shit is wack like over-sized hatses Size 10, you's a genuine baller Wow, congratulations your head looks smaller! [?] Why everybody gotta be Famous Amos You ain't investigating nothing You's a aimless [?] And that's a rookie mistake kids 'Cuz it's just not the way that a real cookie tastes And I know, 'cuz it's flamed over a hot stove Taking all that good stuff that's why we ain't got dough! [Chorus] Tom Hater, hate on yo' ass I'm that rat in your [?], I'm that snake in the grass I'm that superpowered hater from some place in the past And I pop up now and then just to say that you wack!