[Hook] If it's hate that you speak (go to hell) And if you prey upon the weak (go to hell) Spreading lies and deceits (go to hell) Eternal flames fill the heats (go to hell) And if you cannot make amends (go to hell) And if you follow every trend (go to hell) And if you back stab your friends (go to hell) If you ain't down till the end (go to hell) [Verse 1] The chosen one the wicked son, they call me Hitchco*k Talk some sh**, and I'm a hit ya with this quick Glock Body parts are scattered and sealed up in zip locks With my steel caps get peeled up to six blocks You can try to run away but you won't get far They call me Prozak b**h the knighted templar I'm blowin' up your f**ing brain like the d**h star And lyrics come to me like ghost from the graveyard Since my birth I've been obsessed with the dead Homicidal thoughts while I was being breastfed I tried to k** myself but I survived instead From pieces of a broken mirror sliced my wrist bled sh** my wicked rhymes will have you overdose, and leave your a** comatose You try to play me close I'll levitate through smoke When I hit the f**ing stage be like what's that smell Sulfur and brimstone b**h go to hell [Hook] [Verse 2] (They call me Hitchco*k) The radios afraid to play my wicked paragraphs Go to the station lock and load up on they whole staff And let them know the danger of us crossing paths And let it be known I spit the truth like a polygraph So jot it down homie copy that There's always room for another carbon copy cat They try to run with my style but I got it back And try to sound just like me with your head in half (Go to hell) [Hook]