I'm making it known what it REALLY means to describe & feel hate. Too many people fail to understand the word's true strength, allow me to explain. The last 30 seconds are the ILLEST!!!!!!!!! Lyrics: It would seem, many love to love hate. ...

I am a R/B/pop artist, 19 years old from French speaking Gabon, West Africa. See MySpace my website for more songs and video www.Christ-elle.com

This song is produced by my homie Mysfit, go check him out & become a fan of BOTH of us by following these links! MY fan page - http://tinyurl.com/llth89 MYSFIT'S fan page - http://tinyurl.com/ll7tev Get @ Me: MIXTAPE IS DONE!!! ...

This song contains elements from the film The Dark Knight. No profit will be made from these said elements. Strictly promotional purposes. Mixtape DL - http://tinyurl.com/meptzt Song DL - http://tinyurl.com/m75d7v Lyrics: Man I dont know whats wrong wit yall/ But yal...l whack weak & Im strong/ This is lyrical Vietnam/ Trust that youve been warned/ I hate yall like the US hated the Viet Cong/ You think you spit heat?/ Well Im nasty with the napalm/ I push myself like two peeps who have qualms/ Im gritty like two jeeps wit mud on/ Their surface/ Fuck the lip service/ I break linguini bars & rip cervics/ But if I stepped it up/ Itll uh love loads like those pros/ (porn stars) But Im kinda condescending cus Im looking from my knows (nose)/ Knowledge is this prodigys promise/ If any rapper wants it wit me/ come get me/ Cus Im buckin swiftly (with lyrics)/ Tuckin any weapon capable of turning any ambitious entity into a bitch left whimpering/ You want it?/ Rock kicks rhymes without a budget/ You guys go broke payin ghostwriters to function/ Its nothing/ Ill say it again, its nothing!/ Hook: Just so wack (3x) picture that Man Im double 07/ ready to kill wit my clickin weapon/ Im honed in/ But its so depressin, a lot of times/ That a lot of lies/ (dreams of money and lots of women lead to the next bar) Lead to lotto tries & the brothel thrives/ Octagons (stop signs) make me wanna go cus Im not confined/ I lock on dimes/ Wat up to Nickel Nine/ I trip on spines/ In my wake of crushed vertebrae/ Aint no escape game (mainstream rap)/ & commercialization you cant catch me/ But if you happen to trap me/ I become a savage manly knuckle swinger whos quite happy/ Wit thrashing any endorsed endorphin racking/ Piece of/ shit that makes kids mentally soft like doughy pizza/ Heres a tip for/ anyone who wants to throw jabs at RiG/ Before you throw that punch tuck ya fingers in/ hehe/ Its nothing, hold that. WHOO! ~Rock