Текст песни Hate Mode - Wolfie MC

When i take hold
Of this hate mode
Stay home keep the gate closed
Make sure you don't wake up feeling brave because
They know
When i wake from
My grave stone
I make the fakes fold
And go to sleep in a deep state of comatose

They know when i get bored
I may kill eight more fake morts
Snakes know they better stay home
Cuz i break bones and i take souls
When i play god with your pain nodes
I'm stone cold like a grey stone
I'm the wolf that will blow down your hay home
And your stick home
Better stay in side your brick home
It'll hold it's made of thick stones
Better build up your best home
So i don't blow it down to the ground

Demon inside sleeping deep in my mind
You'll be feeling the heat as you stare into my eyes
There's a reaper you'll find there
Don't get too close cuz it's dark inside there
See this evil i hide is the reason i write
And the reason i hide from the people i like Rhyme beats when I'm high I'm a beast on the mic
Every night that i try Every time that I'm fried or I'm high like the sky
Light the green every time it'll teach me to hide
All my feelings inside like a thief in the night
See me wielding a knife when we meet for a fight
I'll be stealing your life when I'm leaving tonight
When they
Leave me behind for my treasonous crimes
I won't need your advice
I'll be speaking my mind
When you see my design
And the creature inside
you'll be screaming tonight
When i finally teach you the meaning of life

When i take hold of this hate mode
Stay home keep the gate closed
They know when i wake from
My grave stone i make the fakes fold
They know when i get bored
I may kill eight more fake morts
Snakes know they better stay home
Cuz i break bones and i take souls
When i play god with your pain nodes
I'm stone cold like a grey stone
I'm the wolf that will blow down your hay home
And your stick home
Better stay in side your brick home
It'll hold it's made of thick stones
Better build up your best home
So i don't blow it down to the ground

You fakes think that I can't be two faced
Truth tastes very different when you face it
Make this fake shit look too good on me They would start to think my name was Harvey Dent
Think imma break but I'm hardly bent
Shit imma break when my army vents
This violent hate on your party tent
Arny himself couldn't pay the rent
When I'm waging wars on you Barbie men
Said your the best but you're hardly Ken
Charge up the steps when I barge through the fences
Target the section right at the entrance
While the defendants sit on the benches
There's no forgiving a dead shit
Fed snitches get bled dry
Till the very end of days
I will never let fakes
Rain down over my parade
I will slay whatever snake
They try sending at my place
I will show them what's at stake
If they're brave enough to make
A poor attempt upon my claim
They'll learn the reason I was named
And crowned the King up on the stage

When i take hold of this hate mode
Stay home keep the gate closed
They know when i wake from
my grave stone i make the fakes fold
They know when i get bored
I may kill eight more fake morts
Snakes know they better stay home
Cuz i break bones and i take souls
When i play god with your pain nodes
I'm stone cold like a grey stone
I'm the wolf that will blow down your hay home
And your stick home
Better stay in side your brick home
It'll hold it's made of thick stones
Better build up your best home
So i don't blow it down to the ground

They know when I'm days old
I'll make the rain pour on the rail road
Take the train home pay a fair toll
Get your face broke and your head blown
Then your neck torn on the red floor
Cuz I'm hell born
You're a sped born from a meth whore
Better stay home with the gate closed
When i take hold of my hate mode
They know when I'm days old
I'll make the rain pour on the rail road
Take the train home pay a fair toll
Get your face broke and your head blown Then your neck torn on the red floor
Cuz I'm hell born
You're a sped born from a meth whore
Better stay home with the gate closed
When i take hold of this hate mode
Better stay home with the gate closed
When i take hold of my Hate Mode