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Hatred
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Hatred è stato pubblicato il 8 agosto 2026 da TimGetTheMoney come parte dell'album This Is Me
8 agosto 2026
EtichettaTimGetTheMoney
LinguaEnglish
BPM75
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

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Testi

hatred
feel it in my soul, it’s like a ****
wasted
off the Hennessy
I pour myself some jealousy, then try look for company
I’m rotten more like gluttony
man why I’m dying suddenly
smoking on my bud of weed
facing reality
there can only be one casualty
mirror 360, man I'm only seeing wannabes
a bunch of Socrates who keep on telling lies to me
man let me tell you
fell for prophecy, and promises I know I cannot get
the pharmacy they tried to drop me but I never made a slip
I’ve been pushing past my limits, know my spirits feel the itch
and I can never be myself without me seeming talking shit
man know I came up from a pit
my people not to quit, but it be harder to exist
see the anger in my eye, I got the Aurther fist with it
wanna target on my back so I can get rid of all of this
my pot it’s just filled with piss
my pockets been inna twist
turning and making flips but never flipping a profit
feel music my only option
I’m staying, way too cautious
I am, way too nauseous
I’m sick of myself
I’m sick, I need help
hatred
feel it in my soul, it’s like a ****
wasted
off the Hennessy
I pour myself some jealousy, then try look for company
I’m rotten more like gluttony
man why I’m dying suddenly
it’s something telling me to freeze
point blank, I can’t let it off with ease
tryna be easy on myself, but I'm just way too hard to please
yelling at god like please, gimme your strength
defeat these demons surrounding me
they sounds they drowning me
the weight it downing me
my dogs they hounding me
told me to be the boul
they told me to be a pit
they told me to keep on going
just keep on making them hits
I’m way too hit in my brain
I keep on just feeling shit
damnit I wanna quit every day
gruesome to say
it’s hard to keep on not fading away
hatred it stay like it never had no Bills to go pay
I wanna be the owner, but I don’t have control in the say
bombs in dismay
the mind is tampered
they scattered in waves
I’m tiptoeing thru my life
like it’s grenades in the way
ain’t scared to go
even if it's from a gun or fade
cause I can take anything
yeah my life been away
hatred
feel it in my soul, it’s like a ****
wasted
off the Hennessy
I pour myself some jealousy, then try look for company
I’m rotten more like gluttony
man why I’m dying suddenly
Written by: Timothy Shawn Zeigler
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