[Intro] They got opinions. Nothing better to do. [Whispered] Keep talking. [Heavy riff drops] [Chorus: Gang vocals] Haters gonna hate, let ’em choke on the sound Talk big from the cheap seats, quiet when we come around Haters gonna hate, let ’em spit, let ’em stare Every shot they take just proves we got ’em scared Haters gonna hate, I don’t need their respect They can run their mouths while I’m cashing every check Haters gonna hate, let ’em bark at the gate I’m already through the door, you showed up too late [Verse 1] They love you when you’re losing, easy to dismiss When your plans stay imaginary and every target slips But the second you start moving, watch their loyalty decay Everybody loves a winner till you win a different way Now they’re counting every failure, every crack, every flaw Building an indictment for a self-appointed law Never built a damn thing, but they’re experts in critique Throwing stones from rented couches every week They call confidence arrogance, ambition a disease Want you crawling for approval, saying, “Can I succeed, please?” I don’t kneel for validation, I don’t beg to be believed You can doubt me from the sidelines while I take what I achieved Every rumor is promotion, every insult spreads the brand Every fool who tries to bury me puts dirt into my hands I make bricks out of the backlash, build a fortress from the blame Throw your fuel at me, I’ll turn it into flame [Pre-Chorus] You don’t hate what I became You hate I wouldn’t stay Small enough to keep you comfortable Weak enough to walk away [Chorus] Haters gonna hate, let ’em choke on the sound Talk big from the cheap seats, quiet when we come around Haters gonna hate, let ’em spit, let ’em stare Every shot they take just proves we got ’em scared Haters gonna hate, I don’t need their respect They can run their mouths while I’m cashing every check Haters gonna hate, let ’em bark at the gate I’m already through the door, you showed up too late [Verse 2: Faster rap flow] Every move I make somehow personally offends Microscopes for strangers, endless excuses for your friends You can twist another sentence, you can crop another frame But the truth survives the edit and the outcome stays the same You were waiting for collapse, had the popcorn in your lap Now you’re choking on the fact that I survived your little trap Had my funeral prepared, had the closing speech rehearsed Then I climbed out of the wreckage just to make your evening worse I owe no explanation, I don’t owe you being nice You confused my patience with permission, pay the price I was quiet while you tested every boundary you could find Now the leash is off the anger and I’m done wasting my time Keep typing like a warrior, keep flexing for the screen You’re a king inside the comments, nowhere else to be seen All that poison in your mouth never made you more elite It just tells the whole damn world you’re terrified to compete [Pre-Chorus] You don’t hate what I became You hate I wouldn’t break Every time you tried to stop me I became your worst mistake [Chorus] Haters gonna hate, let ’em choke on the sound Talk big from the cheap seats, quiet when we come around Haters gonna hate, let ’em spit, let ’em stare Every shot they take just proves we got ’em scared Haters gonna hate, I don’t need their respect They can run their mouths while I’m cashing every check Haters gonna hate, let ’em bark at the gate I’m already through the door, you showed up too late [Bridge: Clean vocal over tense bass] Maybe you could build a life Instead of trying to ruin mine Maybe all that wasted rage Could become something worthwhile [Screamed vocal] But you’d rather point the finger Than admit you never tried So you turn another person Into somewhere you can hide [Breakdown: Crushing halftime riff] [Lead] WHAT DO.. THEY DO? [Gang vocals] HATE! [Lead] WHAT DO WE DO? [Gang vocals] CREATE! [Lead] WHAT DO THEY WANT? [Gang vocals] US TO BREAK! [Lead scream] YOU’RE WAY TOO LATE [Stop-start guitar hits] Hate me! Blame me! Drag me through the dirt! I've been through worse... I've been through worse Hate me! Blame me! Keep praying that I drop! I don’t need you on my side To make it to the top! [Final Chorus] Haters gonna hate, let ’em choke on the sound Talk big from the cheap seats, quiet when we come around Haters gonna hate, let ’em spit, let ’em stare Every shot they take just proves we got ’em scared Haters gonna hate, I don’t need their respect Let ’em waste another breath on what I’m doing next Haters gonna hate, they can watch me from the gate I’m already through the door, you showed up too late [Final refrain: Gang vocals] Haters gonna hate! Creators gonna create! Haters gonna hate! You showed up too late! [Outro] [Whispered] Keep talking.
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