The World Hate Me

The world hate me,

Trying put me down.

But God like me,

And i Turn around.

You can´t kill me, Cant call me, My words is cool, I'm told about me.

You hate my life? You hate my fame?

But fuck you, and fuck same.

Many year ago, I make my life, I learn languages, I make my prays.

You like my toys? You like my car?

But life is hard, Look at my scars.

My music you like? My face you hate.

But you hate or love, My words i say.

The world hate me,

Trying put me down.

But God like me,

And i Turn around.

You see me at street's, i like fuck your girl.

You buy my cd. And i pay my motel.

You don't like don't tell, but fuck your life.

You make my fame, you give my prize.

The world say my name, but is nothing for me,

I commite my mistakes, But you can´t see.

You copy my style, You copy my songs,

But god gave me meat, and to you give bones.

The world hate me,

Trying put me down.

But God like me,

And i Turn around.

I make my mistakes, and i can't return.

But my life pass fast, day by day i learn.

But sorry mama, an sorry dad,

You wish a good song, but god gave one bad.

But i can´t change, You see my fame?

I trying to perfect, iám not loser man.

But i'm this...

The world hate me,

Trying put me down.

But God like me,

And i Turn around.