The Hatred (Literature Remix)
• Written by Literature
Literature's Notes
My (Literature) remix of 'The Hatred' by the Snowgoons
Original song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f5EGyztL79w
Instrumental beat: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J5mQXL9T2FQ
Full credit to Snowgoons, this is their beat, I do not own this beat.
Chorus is kept the same to keep the theme of the song.
Enjoy!
[Intro] :
Yeah, we here, Literature, Snowgoons
The Snowgoons instrumentals
Literature remixes
From the land down under
No more fucking around
Fatal freestyle fuckers
We doin this for 2018
We burning this shit up, let's go!
[Verse 1 (0:40)] :
I came into this game knowing I'll be gaining quick fame
Like an animal, I can't be tamed, my name is the game
Quick disclaimer, I'm not to blame if you're being put to shame
I'm insane in the brain like I'm high on cocaine
I'm not here to entertain, I'm here to bring the pain
Expect some great burns, like when you walking through flames
Then imma drown ya down like floods and hurricanes
Yeah I'm controlling the weather, not the bloody CIA
Abstain from complaining, or I'll gas you with butane
Then cover you up with propane, causing sick headaches
Sudden collapse, instense coma and respiratory failure
Suffocation, incapacitation, loss of breath and seizures
I'm blazing and slaying, so pray we don't meet face to face
I don't fuck with disgraces, so ya'll better get outta the way
Stay away from this inhumane man or you'll be feeling faint
Greyness halfway across your face, inevitable death is your fate
[Original Chorus (Kept for theme)] :
We bring the devastation, never a moment of hesitation
When we smash your face and leave your blood pasted upon the pavement
The sons of Satan, keeping it rugged, fuck the debating!
What you talking about? You weak! Our fury is full of hatred
[Chorus (second time)] :
We bring the devastation, never a moment of hesitation
When we smash your face and leave your blood pasted upon the pavement
The sons of Satan, keeping it rugged, fuck the debating!
What you talking about? You weak! Our fury is full of hatred
[Verse 2] :
If ya wanna bring the game motherfucker then bring it
I'm sick and tired of bitches talking shit without any limits
Ya'll ain't quick witted, I'm committed, ya'll should be quitting
Don't fuck with me, I'm the king, ya'll are comparable to peasants
I'm among the legends which invest in leaving behind remnants
Of the weak and light spirited bitches who can't handle the sickness
We the sickest lyricists with scripts that seem out of existence
So unless you're not possessed, I suggest you keep your distance
I'm sorry, you need assistance realising I'm an out-of-world presence?
Isn't it clear to see I'm a consistent and persistent adolescent?
Statistics show that you and I cannot be in coexistence
Therefore unless you're a scientist, don't disrespect this statistic
Don't twist my lyrics, or you'll be diminished within minutes
Talk shit? Get shit-mixed with clenched fists in your eyelids
I'll punish you like a terrorist, rip you till you finished
I'm no pacifist, my salacity will leave you with a therapist
[Verse 3] :
With a master's degree in intensity and savagery
There's never gonna be a rapper alive that'll be testing me
The best of the best, forever given blessings excessively
An obsessive perfectionist, with lyricism of a dictionary
I'm a hypothetical and theoretical entity
Incessantly aggressive and progressive poetically
They didn't believe my success and extraordinary ability
Now I sympathetically pity them condescendingly
They like to consider me impressive extensively
Calling me a celebrity identity defensively
Pathetic earthlings perceiving and judging me offensively
I'm a prophetic and angelic rap source of energy
If you don't see me, hear me or fear me, then you better believe me
I'll make the atmosphere disappear, suffocating you staggeringly
So whenever you hear someone talking or mentioning me
Bow down for repentance, and do not commit blasphemy
[Chorus] :
We bring the devastation, never a moment of hesitation
When we smash your face and leave your blood pasted upon the pavement
The sons of Satan, keeping it rugged, fuck the debating!
What you talking about? You weak! Our fury is full of hatred
[Chorus (second time)] :
We bring the devastation, never a moment of hesitation
When we smash your face and leave your blood pasted upon the pavement
The sons of Satan, keeping it rugged, fuck the debating!
What you talking about? You weak! Our fury is full of hatred
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Literature
Member since November 11 2017