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I can see it in your eyes See right through your lies Everything you pretend to be And [bad word] as no surprise Hater in disguise That you are my enemy [Verse 1: Prozak] Just look at you I see you staring all green with envy You wishin upon a star hoping that one day you can end me [bad word] Look deep into my eyes You don't Know [bad word] from lies And [bad word] as no surprise That I'm not the kind to empathize Retaliation must Anhiallation bust violation [bad word] to make your skull [bad word] savage assassin it belongs to a famule like Manson Attacking at random By sellin your soul for ransom Tall dark and handsome 300 pounds and then some I call me click with the full clip inside of me handgun And if you really want it with me then you can have some But I suggest you listen to the words inside this anthem So can you back it up and there's no place you [bad word] Hitchcock of Hip-Hop, lights camera, action! In terms of intellect it's simple that my [bad word] is pure It makes me wonder how the [bad word] you got so insecure [Hook x2: Prozak] I can see it in your eyes See right through your lies Everything you pretend to be And [bad word] as no surprise Hater in disguise That you are my enemy [Verse 2: Prozak] I get it how I live it I hustle every minute It's sloppy seconds pick and Done 'ready ran up in it No matter how much you say and despite them things you do And keep in mind this cancerous [bad word] back to you I kinda wonder if you ponder in your slumber Thoughts of trying to solve your blunders but plots are takin me under f*g But you must muster enough strength to stop this thunder And think before you plunder You might find youself in a body bag I must be doin somethin I got you haters talkin Keep out these [bad word] gawkin Check out those people moshin' Been known to keep it popin' Still got these albums droppin This fights a play your hatian I hit the nation, nothin Hip-hop the cynical Rock, rap, political Lyrics so critical Pivital each and every syllable Always original Traitors cut your umbilicle Immitator recipricle Then your late in my pentacle [Hook x2: Prozak] I can see it in your eyes See right through your lies Everything you pretend to be And [bad word] as no surprise Hater in disguise That you are my enemy [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] (Puss!) I can see you hatin' this Life I leave when I'm makin it Well deserved the seldom words And I can feel you fakin' [bad word] Ain't never no mistakin with That demon inside is blatant [bad word] Like when [bad word] around hating quits And I smile at a false hand-shakin [bad word] They already told me what you said Tech is old and the followers dead Forget his flow and [bad word] his red I be wrong I'm a bust your head Send that punk to the [bad word] meds How you gonna be jealous about my bread When it started out with none of us fed All this time we sweat and bled And you salty awfully faulty Wish your death and envy you let your a pals feed Off me I'm a thirsty killer And I'm quick to [bad word] these till her And you cannot hurt me, skrill her When I think like Percy Miller In my vacinity Don't pretend to be a friend of me Cause sin is he who be grim and deminish me Like I was Kennedy When it be, serenity I'll be finicky About bein around you [bad word] cause your my enemy! [Hook x2: Prozak] I can see it in your eyes See right through your lies Everything you pretend to be And [bad word] as no surprise Hater in disguise That you are my enemy