First Of All I Make Sure I've Got The Right Ingredients Before I Heat Up

The Pan

I Take A Little Bit Of Bitterness To Grease It Up & Keep Everything Close

At Hand

Then I Add A Few Ounces Of Fresh Frustration And Half A Cup Of Attitude

A Rush Of Adrenaline To Spice Things Up & Then Half A Spoon Of Bad Mood

One Bottle Of My Sweat One Bottle Of Tears, A Few Drops Of My Own Blood

It All Blends Together Like A Cat And Dog And The Result Is As Clear As Mud

I Pick The Worst Situation Out Of The Bunch & Throw It Right Into The Mix

& Last But Not Least I Add A Little Bit Of Spit, Just A Few Little Nasty

Cliques



That's My Recipe For Hate



I Turn Up The Heat To 400 Degrees And Go To Work On The Attitude

I Shake It All Up In A Provocative Way To Make Sure It Comes Out Rude

Then I Grind Down The Frustration Hard So That All Of The Scents Can Blend

I Pour The Sweat On Top & Then The Tears To Make Sure That I Don't Make Friends

When The Mood Is Wrong, Everything Is Right, I Can Add The Adrenaline

But I've Got To Be Careful With The Dose I Use, The Effect Shouldn't Wear

To Thin

The Blood Comes Last Cos' It Always Has A Tendancy To Cool And Coagulate

So I Calculate And Make No Mistakes, It's So Fresh That It Still Pulsates



That's My Recipe For Hate......



When The Meal Is Done You Get A Spoiled Appetite & A Dish Full Of Disagree

Some Ignorance On The Side, A Plate Full Of Hate, Served With A Fistful Of

Me