Deep Seated Hatred Poem by Khaos Dven

To much fakes, running around yelling out every kind of obscenity. To much flakes, coming up to me, its insanity. I cant help it anymore, I have a deep seated hatred. Stop and turn back or ill hold your mothers, brothers and sisters as a liability. Your crew has more fa**ots than greek mythology. And when they catch me? Ill give them an insanity plea. Cause they cant keep me, and this deep seated hatred needs to be free. So many instigators, crumple em up like warrant papers. So cut your sh** and go on and git cause i cant stand it. SO when the detectives shrug and say i did it, so intracit, theres nothing i can do...you will know who. After you have nothing left, sleep with one eye open cause ill be standing over you, my hands around your throat, your face turning a buetiful blue. But its TO LATE theres nothing you can do! ! For every time, i write another rhyme, theres another one of your homies dyin....all becuase you let out this deep seated hatred of mine.