Hate You More Than Myself

You **** fucking with me, take your very last step

If you think you got some super nuts, I'll rip them out your chest

Ignore your screams for help

Hate you more than myself

Guillotine, cut 'em clean

Put ya head on my shelf

Bad intentions

Super spook

Wes Craven when I write

Pure white, got me hype

House party where I be

Party favor gripping tight

Lit my stick of dynamite

Did that shit, outta spite

Body count goin' up

I'm corrupt