I ask myself why I'm so hateful Maybe it's part of my nature People say I'm fucked it in my mind Feels like there's nothing left inside
Walking now on different dirty street But the same old feeling still exists Hate is like a shade that won't never leave Leave me alone I don't need sympathy
What goes around, comes around You going down, down Straight hate, straight hate Straight hate, straight hate
Criticize and call me negative But you never face life or reality I separate myself from the rest What da fuck you expect? What goes around, comes around You going down, down Straight hate, straight hate Straight hate, straight fucking hate
What goes around, comes around
Grow up in the ghettos made me real To deal with my fears Muthafucker you don't understand Pain and hate