Hate You - Remi, Sensible J, BARO

Introspective, let’s get introspective

Let me give you my mind perspective

Just to give your mind perspective

I keep my evil undercover in public like Green Goblin

Even Peter Parker could not unmask me, no

Nobody ever pick up on all that darkness

That’s over my head like Bluetooth headset

«How charming», what they say upon their first encounter

With the young House of Beige co-founder

My smile disarms them

They don’t know I’ve got that shell like Bowser

Underneath, paranoia screams, yeah, they’re getting louder

Demons slither out, they’re whispering me doubts like

«Remi, they’re judging you

From your hat, to your black, to your Adidas running shoe

They think you’re a trouble child, Simpson, Bartholomew

They don’t want to follow you, retweet, or reblog on you

Hire you for a job to do, even if it’s blue-collared work

'Cause they don’t fuck with you, you’re destined for solitude

I can feel it in the air like Phil Collins» (Yes, sir)

My thoughts are really that crazy

Within about eighteen minutes of saying hey to you

But then I remember what my sensei says to me

When we’re training, he says

No one can hate you like you hate you

No one can hate you like you hate you

No one can hate you like you hate you

And if they do, fuck 'em

No one can hate you like you hate you

No one can hate you like you hate you

No one can hate you like you hate you

And if they do, fuck 'em

Young, dumb and jobless, listening to Donny

Half the way to hell, my soul like, «God bless»

Locked in my room, smoking joints 'til hotbox it

'Til I’m unconscious, God could not stop me

Worrying my friends who keep sending me texts

Snapchats, WhatsApps, Twitter DMs

Writing shit like, «I know your insecurity

Is that why you’re not letting me in?

We’ve all got devils within, you just gotta talk about it»

Nuh-uh, fuck that, believe me, man, you don’t want that

I’ve got more dark places

Than the last scene in Silence of the Lambs

Sometimes I feel like I should not have been had (Damn)

And then I flip it, why the fuck are you acting like life’s so fantastic?

You can contact me trying to be psychologist

This isn’t practice, I am actually cracked

I would prefer Nurse Jackie give me diagnosis, what?

You gon' write these raps for me?

Making them, pack for me

Get my cash so I can pay my taxes for me

Get my girl back, fix the problems we had for me

You know my dad?

But before I write all that crazy

I inhale deep upon this joint that I’m blazing

As I, as I remember what my sensei says to me

When we’re training, he says, uh

No one can hate you like you hate you

No one can hate you like you hate you

No one can hate you like you hate you

And if they do, fuck 'em

No one can hate you like you hate you

No one can hate you like you hate you

No one can hate you like you hate you

And if they do, fuck 'em

Uh, every time I’m at it, they get heat stroke

Guess I’m kind of savage, got your passage, getting repo’d

Smoking, tripping acid, eating meatloaf, turn bees into mosquitoes

Got my people on my beeper and my teeth close to sativa

Bro, you cheesier than Cheetos, hmm, that was cheesier

I am cheesing off the shows that come with these flows

Heaven knows that I don’t need those, but I keep it 'cause I like it

And I’m leaving all my vices on my notes on my device

My composure of a nihilist’s in the face of a God’s

Is my knowledge in the taste of a broad’s

It’s never over 'til my days are discharged

We ain’t even, we just racing the odds

Me ain’t breathing, I’m in space with the stars, but

Before I step in this crazy shit

I wait for the day I can say that you made me rich

Most of the haters just hate 'cause I’m making it

And, bitch, you’re failing, just remember, yo

No one can hate you like you hate you

No one can hate you like you hate you

No one can hate you like you hate you

And if they do, fuck 'em

No one can hate you like you hate you

No one can hate you like you hate you

No one can hate you like you hate you

And if they do, fuck 'em