F**k U(P.S. I Hate You)

The fuck you want Hanh?
I'm tryna record right now, fuck off and fuck you

P.S. I hate your fuckin' guts
You fucking suck like a squirrel sucks nuts
You're a fuckin' bitch and you motherfucking know it
I'm a dick but don't show it
'Cause I play the game like a pro it's so
Natural like the flow when I go
And take this dope ass beat and roll
On or off the microphone
It don't matter 'cause you fuckin' provoked
Me into overload so when I throw blows
They gonna hit low, they gonna hit home
So you don't even have the stones to throw
To come fuck with me and like an STD
I'll keep it under raps as I dish 'em from the back
With all the hatred I have for your fuckin' cracked ass
Imma smack ya sideways longways and back
Til the boomerang effect wears off ya neck
Nothing but the utmost disrespect
For my former employer who fucked with my management
Criticizing every minor thing I did
In front of associates who were allowed to join in
But the manager at BC was playin' the thief
And stole a couple thousand dollars out from 'neath your teeth
She had the authority to place all unnecessary
Orders and she don't need no decree
Of approval from Hanh motherfucking beep
Everytime she goes to buy a box she doesn't need
But the real moment here of discrimination
Came when it came down to Hanh fucking facing
Me embracing three months leave for disability
Something legally documented as a disease
She goes and in TEXT fucking asks me
"Is it for illicit drugs? Is it something nasty?"
Like what the fuck are you a fucking dummy?
You think I'm some dumb motherfuckin' druggie?
Honey, you're a Wonder like Stevie
Blind to the facts 'cause you just can't see me
As a human being in your own bigotry
And then you tell me ain't no PFML leave
On God please, I'd have to quit but guaranteed
I would be rehired at the end of my leave
But not the same position and a lower salary?
Eh! That's strikes two and three

Huh huh Why'd you do it to me Hanh?
Huh Huh Why'd you do it to me Hanh?
Huh Huh Why'd you do it to me Hanh?
Ooh why do you fuckin' hate me?
Huh huh Why'd you do it to me Hanh?
Huh Huh Why'd you do it to me Hanh?
Huh Huh Why'd you do it to me Hanh?
Treating me like less than a human being

Yo you're out of the game! I'm the ump who reigns
Add an "H" and you got what Imma do to your names
I'll take aim and maim these dames goddamn brains
The same goddamn way I would if I was Ed Gein
I'm just shy of insane and I'm Bruin up a way
To ruin you until you're scalping tickets on Causeway
And you get mugged by the same dicks that got Jahseh
And get the yeet from UPS like Adidas dropped Kanye
Lynne the bitter twin of sin better get it one day
Dipshit get hit in a dimly lit one way
You need to get laid like it's down in a grave
Fill your pockets with rocks and go drown in a lake
Wipe that cat shit you call eyebrows off your face
Bite that fat lip kid, you were a waste
Of your father's sperm that your momma should've taste
Horse faced ho go get ground into paste
You're just a pissed off Goth, go grow out of that phase
Like everyone else did on graduation day
The only time you'll ever catch me wishing this bitch well
Is when I'm wishing she'd fall down one before it's filled
I know I made a killing when it came to the sales
And when it came to the billing I'd always land the whales
But y'all weren't willing to respect your staff
So fuck y'all, now y'all can kiss my ass
Fuck Hanh, fuck Lynne 'til I D-I-E
Hope you both get HIV via dirty IV
Vis a vis a surgery murder mystery
RIP in purgatory for fucking history
Hope every apple turns rotten on your family tree
And that your lives become a Shakespearian tragedy
Hope you lose the stores for bashing me
And never get to see the end of "Love, Actually"
And when killing yourselves is the only way out you see
Don't go stopping yourselves on account of me
Bitch please

Huh huh Why'd you do it to me Hanh?
Huh Huh Why'd you do it to me Hanh?
Huh Huh Why'd you do it to me Hanh?
Huh why do you fuckin' hate me?
Huh huh Why'd you do it to me Hanh?
Huh Huh Why'd you do it to me Hanh?
Huh Huh Why did you do it to me Hanh?
Treating me like less than a human being
Huh Huh Why'd you do it to us Hanh?
Huh Huh Why'd you do it to us Hanh?
Huh Huh Why'd you do it to us Hanh?
Why do you hate the fact that we're breathing?

You're a dick hope you choke on one
Now I'm broke and my limbs are numb
Out of breath 'cause I'm on the run
'Cause I've seen the pics of Hanh's guns

Next time we speak you might not wanna see me
But whatever 'cause I still own a mailbox key
And a signed agreement to a mailbox lease
Ten dollars per month and I couldn't be stingy so
Ninety-nine months plus one free
So I guess I'll still see you once or twice a week
But probably not since UPS won't see it fit to keep
You on as a franchisee after they get hint of a leak
That you've been hiding a second business down at Harvard St
They ain't gonna see a penny of it but hey I got the screens so
You know what I mean of it?

Oh
And thanks for letting us use the store basement to record, Hanh
We really do appreciate it!

Cunt