Hop on the haters.

Let me hop on you haters,

you're the masters...

Master masturbaters,

i'm here to devastate ya,

wont hesitate to decapitate,

i'll put you ina cape, have you running around yelling rape!

While an ape chases you with a dildo the size of your hate.

leave you covered in morning mildew and an old white dude named blake,

I recognize fake, you're the definition, you're the not so clear vision,

of a middle aged virgin thats just hurtin cause mommy is missin,

well mommy is on a mission to give head to mister Tru Truder,

i prove *to-be* just truer, haters just chose to be what's in the mirror,

a reflection, i'll ko all of you with my erection, leave it up to election,

i dominate every section, no questions.... asked,

i'll bust caps, laugh at the mishabs, dib dabs, and dont look back.

leave you seeing only black,

yah i sold yo mom crack, ya she kept coming back, but i burned down,

yo shitty ass shack, so i aint mad, come back with the same ol' talkin smack,

i'll put three holes in the last thing you have!

Crabs...