Lyrics HATRED GLOVE! - J A K E

Cold feet in the middle of the sludge
Is you catching what I'm saying to you outfielder stuff
Hold the hatred glove I don't want it near so I can't touch it
It's different you don't have to party when you is the function
Laugh my ass off high as fuck going in public
Ok I forgot to eat I guess I'll grab something
Beats me the first seven days light and sun shit
Praying for a rainy day to wash out world dysfunction
I think my beat machine is having a malfunction
The sky muttered to me told me Jake proceed with caution
And look both ways before you cross the road when walking
A wise man once said why is you still talking
I know we ain't got nothing in common
You nervous then vomit
I'm playin with ya Claymation Wallace and Gromit
You still talking bout the same shit drop it
Nonsense
Twisted and deranged trying to profit

Got a gold tooth and lost some of my confidence
You should use your common sense
Instead pocket watching his
Stutter on the daily
When I rap I lock it in
Really made this from the hair
On my
Baggy everything I'm even talking eye lids
Watch this
Do it in my sleep
Like I'm even conscious
Y'all just so obnoxious
Only trying to make hits
Rap my ass off in the basement with the lights dim
Candle drip
The wax from the record makes a light hiss
Slow it down
I just need my life to be like one disc
Side A tell them shut the fuck up then silence
Side B run it back again but really violent
Watch out
When he grips the mic proceed with violence
Top ten
Spaces in between the letters constant