You say that you hate that Sincerely twist the words behind my back One on one, you're far from Make me ask what the fuck have you become? You say that: You hate what? Serve my words on a plate Veiled in your crap One on one, you're far from So may I ask what the fuck is going on now And your words tear me inside Leave me stabbed and defiled In false light So you say that I say Yet the truth ain't no part of your game plan Slandering? How's that fair? So you frame: Here's the Bad motherfucker You say that: You hate what? Serve my words on a plate Veiled in your crap One on one, you're far from So may I ask what the fuck is going on now And your words tear me inside Leave me stabbed and defiled (And again I feel stabbed and defiled) Down from your throne is how you see Proclaim your own reality Under your thrown, I still abide Wither to death in your false light Down from your throne is how you see Proclaim your own reality Under your thrown, I still abide Wither to death in your false light Down from your throne is how you see Proclaim your own reality Under your thrown, I still abide Wither to death in your false light In false light