B.o.C. - Haters (Demo) lyrics

E.A.S Haters (Ft. B.o.C.) [Intro] Yo, whaddup dog I'm calling to tell you that these rappers E.A.S. and mr. B.o.C They so fake! You like these s**ers? You like these s**ers? They stupid! They s** like "beep" [Verse 1: E.A.S.] (I got my) swag on, haters of Hate no haters, I show them love Show them love, and respect Cause if fans don't come, haters got my back They say I'm packed, packed full of sh** That just means, full of super hits Platinum spits, boy I rule Hot as hell, though I keeps it cool Take you to school, I be the teacher See me in church, I be the preacher Can't be beneath ya, even if you dream Imma be higher than ya'll ever be Ya'll ever see, ya'll ever know Ain't saying you s**, but ya'll gotta go Ya'll gotta know, I'm the best there is I aim high; kick low, better duck ya heads [Hook] Cause them haters wanna talk Haters wanna talk, haters wanna talk But they ain't got nothing on me On me, on me, on me Cause them haters wanna talk Haters wanna talk, haters wanna talk But they ain't got nothing on me On me, on me, on me [Verse 2: B.o.C.] Flying high, call me an eagle I'm a hard rock, n***a ya'll emo Young me, voice of the people Ya'll done, ya'll is finito Over with like overall Not me, I'm too fly to fall Surely, the one that you wanna see I be sharp like every n***a wanna be Sharper then a hawk's eyesight Game on, game tight, take flight Take off, look at them look Headed for the stars while they stay put n***a's stay down like they giving some head I be way in front of them while they get lead I'm the best like Weezy, the boss like Ross I be making the rules, my turn to toss [Hook] Cause them haters wanna talk Haters wanna talk, haters wanna talk But they ain't got nothing on me On me, on me, on me Cause them haters wanna talk Haters wanna talk, haters wanna talk But they ain't got nothing on me On me, on me, on me [Verse 1: E.A.S.] (I got my) swag on, haters of Hate no haters, I show them love Show them love, and respect Cause if fans don't come, haters got my back They say I'm packed, packed full of sh** That just means, full of super hits Platinum spits, boy I rule Hot as hell, though I keeps it cool Take you to school, I be the teacher See me in church, I be the preacher Can't be beneath ya, even if you dream Imma be higher than ya'll ever be Ya'll ever see, ya'll ever know Ain't saying you s**, but ya'll gotta go Ya'll gotta know, I'm the best there is I aim high; kick low, better duck ya heads [Hook] Cause them haters wanna talk Haters wanna talk, haters wanna talk But they ain't got nothing on me On me, on me, on me Cause them haters wanna talk Haters wanna talk, haters wanna talk But they ain't got nothing on me On me, on me, on me