[INTRO] Yuh hate mi? A who teach yuh mi middle name? Yuh know mi face inna darkness, Know mi shadow when mi change lane. Funny thing bout hatred— It have excellent memory And terrible eyesight. Yaw yea now mayne… BLO!!! [VERSE 1] Bwoy know mi blood type, nuh know mi pressure, Know every old case, nuh know current measure, Keep mi name pon him tongue like a stolen gold treasure, Say mi life insignificant, yet study every gesture. Him have mi old photograph beside a brand-new grudge, Circle every likkle flaw like a judge wid a grudge, If mi step pon a crack, him announce seh mi stumble, If mi step over ten, him invent why mi humble. Mi see di obsession inna di grammar dem use, Every sentence have mi name, every silence accuse, Dem a play both witness and detective inna shoes, Then claim seh dem nuh follow mi—dem just happen fi know news. Yuh know which gate mi use, which road mi avoid, Which friend stop call, which bridge get destroyed, Yuh coulda miss mi funeral and still know who cried, But yuh swear seh mi existence nuh affect yuh pride. A funny kinda enemy, him subscription never lapse, Cancel mi inna public, in private check di stats, Tell di world mi done, then investigate di facts, Yuh a lock off mi chapter while yuh memorize di drafts. [CHORUS] Hate is ya biggest fan, disguise inna a critic, Yuh throw dirt pon di seed, then inspect how it sprout, Yuh waan silence mi mouth, still yuh quote every lyric, Yuh erase mi from yuh life, keep mi name inna yuh mouth. Hate is ya biggest fan, loyal to di conflict, Know every wrong turn, every crack inna di plan, Yuh waan bury mi truth, but yuh dig up every detail, A who really own who? Mi nuh sure again. [VERSE 2] Mi name inna yuh mouth like a curse wid a mortgage, Thirty-year grudge and yuh still pay di shortage, Build a whole identity round one likkle argument, Now yuh can’t tell where yuh end and di resentment start. Yuh dissect mi sentence, miss di knife inna yuh own, Count di splinter inna mine while yuh house made a stone, Yuh announce mi downfall from a throne made a foam, When di spotlight switch, yuh discover yuh alone. Mi hear seh mi change, but yuh archive di old me, Keep di worst version alive like a ghost inna trophy, If mi grow past di frame, yuh call di new shape phony, Yuh don’t want mi fi improve—yuh want evidence fi know me. Watch how di story get bent when di storyteller vex, One truth lose a limb, then another lose a leg, By di time it reach di crowd, it can barely stand straight, But everybody swear dem see di same face. Mi nuh need fi defend every rumour yuh release, Some lie need an audience more than it need belief, Some man build a cage, put himself inside di frame, Then spend him whole life shouting at di person pon di name. [CHORUS] Hate is ya biggest fan, disguise inna a critic, Yuh throw dirt pon di seed, then inspect how it sprout, Yuh waan silence mi mouth, still yuh quote every lyric, Yuh erase mi from yuh life, keep mi name inna yuh mouth. Hate is ya biggest fan, loyal to di conflict, Know every wrong turn, every crack inna di plan, Yuh waan bury mi truth, but yuh dig up every detail, A who really own who? Mi nuh sure again. [VERSE 3] Yuh put mi pon trial inna court weh yuh create, Write di law after di crime, then complain bout di date, Change di charge when mi answer, move di goalpost and wait, If mi lose, yuh did predict it; if mi win, yuh call it fake. Dat a rigged little kingdom wid a one-man election, Every vote unanimous, still yuh beg mi attention, Yuh crown yuhself king of mi public perception, But yuh can’t control a thought without mi name inna question. Tell mi, how yuh hate somebody yuh never stop studying? How yuh call somebody worthless, yet keep checking dem currency? How yuh claim seh dem beneath yuh, then measure yuhself constantly? A likkle contradiction turn a lifetime to a comedy. Mi see a man paint teeth pon a skull, call it smiling, Wear a face full a peace while him inner thoughts violent, Him shake mi hand twice, tell three people mi dangerous, Then go home rehearse how fi make him lie famous. Mi nuh need fi expose him; him habits leave fingerprints, Truth don’t need a megaphone when di evidence intense, Him build a whole disguise, but di stitching start unravel, Now him walking round in circles, calling every circle travel. [BRIDGE — HAUNTED, INTROSPECTIVE] Maybe mi live inna yuh head ’Cause yuh leave di door unlocked. Maybe yuh hate mi reflection ’Cause it show yuh what yuh lost. Maybe di enemy yuh feed Is di only thing yuh got. Tell mi, if mi name disappear, Wha’ remain when di talking stop? No crowd. No case. No witness. No blame. Just yuh and di face Yuh been avoiding by name. [FINAL VERSE — DENSE, UNPREDICTABLE FLOW] Yuh want mi fi react so yuh evidence complete, Need mi lose mi composure so yuh story have a beat, Need mi answer every accusation like a defendant inna heat, While yuh play innocent and shuffle dirty feet.
