Newham Generals - Hatred lyrics

[Intro: Footsie] I don't know you but I know I hate you (that's right) I don't know you but I know I hate you (that's right) I don't know you but I know I hate you (that's right) I don't know you but I know I hate you [Hook: Footsie] Hatred, ha-ha-hatred Hatred, ha-ha-hatred Hatred, ha-ha-hatred I don't know you but I still hate you [Verse 1: Footsie] This all started way back He tried it and then got a payback But let me take you from way back first Before sh** got worst Before he needed a nurse He'd cried, got burst, man saw it As time went on, he wouldn't ignore it So sh** got worse Just remember, he tried it first I'd come on the block, couple man here Everyone said safe, he gave me air I screwed up my face and gave him a stare "Ain't you that breh?", my [?] You're lucky that you didn't get marked up So you should park up Before you get darked up again [Hook: Footsie] Hatred, ha-ha-hatred Hatred, ha-ha-hatred Hatred, ha-ha-hatred I don't know you but I still hate you [Verse 2: Footsie] Now I keep on seeing this prick on road He's doing sh**, being bold He keeps on acting like he's cold He thinks I'm a younger, he's just old Cutting me up with my palm on road I swear, this breh, he's gotta go I'm on this ting, nah, he don't know me There's nothing he can show me Then he saw me on my lonelies Qucikly went and got one of his ponies And a crony, come back and tried to ride Didn't know that I ain't scared to die I just proved that quick I ain't gonna run cause he's got a stick Use it if you're gonna use it, prick If not, I'm gonna do you, prick [Break: Footsie] 100%, undiluted, pure hatred That's what I've got for you, you c*nt [Hook: Footsie] Hatred, ha-ha-hatred Hatred, ha-ha-hatred Hatred, ha-ha-hatred I don't know you but I still hate you [Verse 3: Footsie] That's time up I caught him and I did him right up In the paper, I got a write-up They had to sew him real tight up Cause I opened the p**yhole right up At first he thought he was a fighter And now he's two organs lighter He tried to take man for a minor, never that Them two organs, you ain't ever getting back So just know your place Blud, remember the face And if your people want it, murder's the case I've got thugs all over the place, believe With tings all over their waists, believe Man will run in your face, believe And pump all in your face and then leave [Hook: Footsie] Hatred, ha-ha-hatred Hatred, ha-ha-hatred Hatred, ha-ha-hatred I don't know you but I still hate you