"HOW BOUT THOSE HATERS" by sohood
HATERS.
I LOVE THE HATERS.
THEY STARE AND TALK, WHEN THEY SEE ME.
I FEEL LIKE I'M A CELEBRITY.
THEY MUST LOVE THE WAY I LOOK CUZ THEY STUDY ME LIKE A SCHOOL BOOK.
SHE THINK SEE THE SHYT
I GUESS YOU THINK SO BY THE WORDS YOU SAY.
I LOVE TO SEE A HATER, CUZ THEY BRIGHTEN UP MY DAY.
WHEN I SEE A HATER HATIN' I TELL THEM TO WALK MY WAY.
HATERS ARE MY MOTIVATION.
A WAY TO ESCAPE FUSTRATION.
KNOWIN' THAT SOMEONE WANTS TO BE ME.
ANGER FUSED BY JEALOUSY.
KNOWIN THAT THEY CAN'T BE ME.
THEY CHOOSE A WAY TO MAKE ME HATE MYSELF.
AND BECOME ONE OF THEM.
HATERS BEAWARE,
I DON'T CARE... WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY, OR DO.
AT THE END OF THE DAY, WHEN IT'S ALL SAID AND DONE.
I'M STILL NOT LIKE YOU.
Monday, 17 November 2008
ATREKTION IN ME...HAHAHA..
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