Look at U, I Fuckin Hate U Prod. Killing Spree

*I drank a little before recording my verses. It may have messed up my flow a tiny bit but felt like it would bring more of my emotions out. * LYRICS Look at you I fucking hate you, yeah I fucking hate you, you ain’t nothing really, I’m really sick of you, you’re nothing special at all, yet you always try to be, But deep down you really know, that you’re fucking phony. (2X) You ain’t real, you just fucking pretend, like your full of heaven, But it’s a mix of sin/ and a mix of doubt, but they stay glamorize(why?), when they see you(why?),they don’t realize(why?)/ that it’s mostly lies, and you wear a mask,(I'm scared) it’s a good costume,(it is) but you’re consumed with gloom(I am)/ you lack confidence(I do), you lack intelligence(it's true), don’t think for a moment(what?), that you’re intelligent(I don't!)/ If you were so smart you wouldn’t be so damn slow to succeed, and You would be more decisive and know what you really need/ You’re scared to grab from the open hand of opportunity, Afraid to make bad decisions so you stay in limbo unwisely/ Hoping that a good choice will fall in your lap at random, But life doesn’t work that way and you know that with your bit of wisdom/ And when you do have that good option you always let it go, Strong grip no sweat so why can’t you hold on to something special?!/ To many watching(so many), they hardly blink(hardly), and your problem is(what?), you care what people think(I do)/ they influence you(fuck!), but your heart disagrees(it does), your soul is yelling(ahhh!), follow your heart please!/ But it’s hard because you can feel that your heart is still broken, Now the love from your heart can never be fully given/ That’s what your thinking and it’s nonsense and not true at all, You try drinking but it makes worse so fuck this alcohol/ Because it shows your selfish, insecure and garbage, truth is Your word and promises don’t hold and rip easy like some cabbage/ You can’t trust you so you assume everyone is a suspect, No one can appreciate you so deep down you give no respect/ Strip you of this dumb costume til where you’re completely naked, Where we can see your flaws you piece of shit and you fucking hate it/ Hello, take off the mask, and finally face me, Face me, me, whatever fuck you S.A.G.E.(Celso)