[Chorus:]
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If it's hate that you speak (go to hell)
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And if you prey upon the weak (go to hell)
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Spreading lies and deceit (go to hell)
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Eternal flames fill the heat (go to hell)
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And if you cannot make a menz (go to hell)
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And if you follow every trend (go to hell)
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And if you back stab your friends (go to hell)
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If you ain't down till the end (go to hell)
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The chosen one the wicked son, they call me Hitchcock
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Talk some shit, and I'm a hitcha with this quick glock
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Body butchered scattered and sealed up in zip locks
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With my steel caps get peeled up to six blocks
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You can try to get away but you won't get far
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They call me Prozak bitch the knighted templar
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I'm blown your fucking brain like the death star
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And lyrics come to me like ghost from the grave yard
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Since my birth I've been obsessed with the dead
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Homacidal thoughts while I was being breast fed
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I tryed to kill myself but I survived instead
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From peices of a broken mirror sliced my wrist bled
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Shit my wicked rhymes will have you overdose, and leave your ass comatose
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You try to play me close I'll levitate to smoke
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When I hit the fucking stage be like what's that smell
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Sulfer and brimstone bitch go to hell
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If it's hate that you speak (go to hell)
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And if you prey upon the weak (go to hell)
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Spreading lies and deceit (go to hell)
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Eternal flames fill the heat (go to hell)
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And if you cannot make a menz (go to hell)
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And if you follow every trend (go to hell)
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And if you back stab your friends (go to hell)
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If you ain't down till the end (go to hell)
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(They call me Hitchcock)
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The radios afraid to play my wicked paragraphs
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Go to the satation lock and load up on they whole staff
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And let them know the danger of us crossing paths
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And let it be known I spit the truth like a polygraph
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Search on a time homie copy that
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There's always room for another carbon copy cat
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They try to run with my style but I got it back
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And try to sound just like me with your head in half
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(Go to hell)
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If it's hate that you speak (go to hell)
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And if you prey upon the weak (go to hell)
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Spreading lies and deceit (go to hell)
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Eternal flames fill the heat (go to hell)
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And if you cannot make a menz (go to hell)
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And if you follow every trend (go to hell)
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And if you back stab your friends (go to hell)
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If you ain't down till the end (go to hell)
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Go To Hell
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| Prozak |
