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HATERS.

I LOVE THE HATERS.

THEY STARE AND TALK, WHEN THEY SEE ME.

I FEEL LIKE I'M A CELEBRITY.

THEY MUST LOVE THE WAY I LOOK

CUZ THEY STUDY ME LIKE A SCHOOL BOOK.

HE THINK SEE THE SHYT

I GUESS YOU THINK SO BY THE WORDS YOU SAY.

I LOVE TO SEE A HATER, CUZ THEY BRIGHTEN UP MY DAY.

WHEN I SEE A HATER HATIN' I TELL THEM TO WALK MY WAY.

HATERS ARE MY MOTIVATION.

A WAY TO ESCAPE FUSTRATION.

KNOWIN' THAT SOMEONE WANTS TO BE ME.

ANGER FUSED BY JEALOUSY.

KNOWIN THAT THEY CAN'T BE ME.

THEY CHOOSE A WAY TO MAKE ME HATE MYSELF.

AND BECOME ONE OF THEM.

HATERS BEAWARE, I DON'T CARE...

WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY, OR DO.

AT THE END OF THE DAY, WHEN IT'S ALL SAID AND DONE.

I'M STILL NOT LIKE YOU.