Lyrics Hate Season - Ces Cru

Yeah, ahahaha
C-E-S, C-R-U
Fuckin' A

The Sacrificial Lamb is lampin' on 'em for sho'
If the mic's on like pipe bombs I gotta blow
Somebody oughta though or i oughta be automatic
For a rapper with a voice to be hollering " Let me at it"
Static is inevitable
Enable to accommodate
A whack motherfucker with commentary who gotta hate
I'm a great gamblin' good get on the bad foot
Lil' white boy with a skinny niche, a-ha, how that look?
Turn up the white noise
Listen to my voice
It ain't like I'm screamin' at em', I'm anti-pro choice
Gon' kill it if you gotta, I'm in
But be able to live wit' it, if you do it, amen
The sinner is here, the villain is back, minus the henchman
Singin' what you got and waitin' to throw the wrench in
Swing for the fence, man, follow it through
And knock it back like it was an expensive bottle of brew

Because they hating on me even when it ain't no reason
So I'm hating right back 'em cause it's hate season
Break it down for me, I need at least 8 reasons
You wanna see me battered, and bruised, beat up
Bleedin', We in, needed, need if I say
That I'll bring back the real and silence all the haters
Bring back the real and silence all the haters Yeah
Fuck rap, gently, with a chainsaw
These Muuhfuckahs really try to kill me with paintballs
For no reason at all
I find it kinda funny
Cause none of these rappers making any kind of fucking money
For real, not excluding me either, I know the game, Won't
Dumb it down to the extent of a Lil' Wayne flow
Same soul soaking in melancholy merosmix
I don't argue online, i'm trying to be on that grown shit
Full of spit, when nobody listenin' to you
Your style's out of style like Wu wearin' FuBu
Boo-Hoo! You had a rough life as a kid?
What do you want a fucking hug homie? All of us did!
I know the game like the back of my hand, I air it out
Well oh well the haters already know where my whereabouts
I don't rap to motherfuckers whatever i care about
Cause if expose her heart they gon' try to come tear it out