Recipe For Hate

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

and 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

and 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

and throw it right into the mix

and 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 and 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

and a dish full of disagree some ignorance on the side,

a plate full of hate, served with a fistful of me


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