I ask myself why I'm so hateful
Maybe it's part of my nature
People say I'm fucked it in my mind
Feels like there's nothing left inside
Walking now on different dirty street
But the same old feeling still exists
Hate is like a shade that won't never leave
Leave me alone I don't need sympathy
What goes around, comes around
You going down, down
Straight hate, straight hate
Straight hate, straight hate
Criticize and call me negative
But you never face life or reality
I separate myself from the rest
What da fuck you expect?
What goes around, comes around
You going down, down
Straight hate, straight hate
Straight hate, straight fucking hate
What goes around, comes around
Grow up in the ghettos made me real
To deal with my fears
Muthafucker you don't understand
Pain and hate
