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I'ma be a hater for life
I spend my days waiting to complain to my wife
Over some little shit like chicken strips
They raising the price
People are idiots I'm sick of it and ain't nothing nice
Goddamn that's a nitpicky king
Obsessing over messes and the little sticky things
My kid leaves on the couch counter or the kitchen sink
Every person that I meet feels like I found the missing link
They're like Tui man you lost your smile
I had to move to the burbs and it's got no style
The food is barely seasoned every tacos mild
And folks ain't got self awareness in the Costco aisles
Even the hippies are conservative and don't believe in science
Talking bout curing cancer with special meals and diets
I'll tell you what it's a slippery slope
From that crunchy mom wellness to their stealing the votes
Bro I see the world in black and white
You'll lose access to the pack if I
Decide that you're not acting right
Fact checking's just a fact a life
And keeping morals is a high tactic active fight
I just try to cope
Sometimes the little things
Make me cry the most
Disrupt my routine
And I might tie the rope
I reckon it's the spectrum
But I'm frightened to get diagnosed
I'll be a hater for life
A hater for life?
I'm sick of snake eyes every shake of the dice
I need a piece of pie I'm taking a slice
Just trying to live
I'll be a hater for life
A hater for life?
I know the negativity ain't making it right
But give me grace every day is a fight
I met your favorite rapper he was shorter than shit
And lacking in charisma coulda stolen his chick
He get online and lie like he's as cold as it gets
And probably fibs about the takes on that performance he did
It was a lot
And plus I had to coach him
As soon as he left me and Ben got to roasting
But I still gave that fool promotion
I'm a hater not a gate keeper
I like to dole out motion
But I be down in the dumps
At least it's extra exercise frowning this much
Sometimes I gotta rest my extra eye to power it up
It's exhausting seeing awfulness so loudly get love
Cuz I knew diddy was a creep in the 90s
A proud player hater's how you'd define me
Made it a blanket accusation for denying
Anyone pointing out all the evil he was hiding
And it's so easy to spot
The ones beating the odds are the seediest lot
Your wealthy idols would even leave you a drop
So we should eat them after we get done defeating the cops
Hey look I'll be a hater for life
This is what is sound like when I complain to my wife
The worst people winning and we paying the price
I'll be a hater for life yeah yeah yeah
I'll be a hater for life
A hater for life?
I'm sick of snake eyes every shake of the dice
I need a piece of pie I'm taking a slice
Just trying to live
I'll be a hater for life
A hater for life?
I know the negativity ain't making it right
But give me grace every day is a fight