Hunt You Down

You gotta be grateful, you need haters
What the fuck is you complaining about?
What the fuck do you think a haters job is?
To fucking hate
So let them motherfuckers do their goddamn job

Fuck haters
Fuck-

There's three things that can hide in plain sight in section 8
I'm about to hunt you down

Hunt you down

Fuck haters

I'm about to hunt you down

You gotta be grateful, you need haters
What the fuck is you complaining about?
What the fuck do you think a haters job is?
To fucking hate
So let them motherfuckers do their goddamn job

I'm about to hunt you down

Hunt you down

You gotta be grateful, you need haters
What the fuck is you complaining about?
What the fuck do you think a haters job is?
To fucking hate
So let them motherfuckers do their goddamn job

Fuck haters



Credits
Writer(s): Wayne A. Swinny, David A. Novotny, Joseph Scott Sappington, Paul Allen Crosby, John Montoya, Robert Roy Marlette
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