Yukmouth World's Most Hated Lyrics

[Talking]
Introducing, (whoa) the worlds...(it's the world's most hated n____)
...hated n____, yes, you know what I'm sayin'?
Y'all n____z ride Bentley's (Bentley's), not Mercedes (not Mercedes)
Bentley's (Bentley's), so why y'all n____z hatin' on me?
(quit hatin', n____) Y'all got money (what? what? n____)

[Verse 1]
Mama used to say: "Watch your friends", 'cause they be fake as f___
n____z smilin' in my face, I'm knowin' they hate my guts
They hate the way I bust, hate the way I strut
They wanna take my stuff, kill a n____ to make a buck
They even hate the way I f___, 'cause I f___ they ho's
When I bust, f___ up their flow, Yuk untouchable
Platinum make a n____ tuck his gold, Ice up his robe
I give it to 'em raw, regaurdless of what squad
I'ma hit 'em hard if they get envolved, break them n____z off
Let 'em know I'm rollin' with god, roll with the MOB
If you f___ with one of us, the whole club about to squab
Your b____ gettin' shot, even your mama gettin' robbed
f___ try'na hold haah, I sold rock, I sold haah
From the thug spot, c__e spot, post up, and tote glocks
Got it if you snort haah, got it if you smoke rocks
It don't stop late, n____z get dropped from labels
For f___in' with a n____ that's hot and fatal
I'm like the henny, rock the cradle to these little a__ pre-schooler
Nursery rhyme n____z, still ridin' beach cruisers
Dude, I see through you, 'cause you're plastic
Bring the beef to you, put the heat to your vlastic
f___ the last album, this a classic
f__s get put inside a casket, cliques get blasted
by them n____z tatted with dragons

[Chorus]
I'm try'na live one time shine (why can't a n____ ball like y'all
With platinum plaques on my wall?)
But y'all n____z platinum, what's mine? (they don't wanna n____ to shine at all
They wish a young n____ would fall)
'Cause I'm the world's most hated, world's most hated
world's most hated n____, n____
'Cause I'm the world's most hated, world's most hated
world's most hated n____, n____

[Verse 2]
You need to quit it, all I got is 6 digits, you got meal tickets
Talk slick in your raps, and pillow talk to b____es
Y'all n____z ought to quit it, god's my witness
Or face the consequences, like when Eryka Badu sparks an inscent
You 'bout to get lalla-byed, rock-a-byed
Popped the guy, shot the guy, then went in the pockets of his Karl Kani's
Robbed the guy, got the guy, don't forget to dot your eyes
Cross me, you got to die, I'ma ride
MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE PAC ALIVE!
The Thug lord, prophesize, bring the west back
s___ on them n____z with no ex-lax
Make them b____es eat, check that
Then put my tape in, make them n____z respect that
And stop P.H.in', and congratulatin' the n____ they facin'
Who went from section 8, to makin' money, listen to revelations
And Jags and Navigations, Playstation, stay breakin'
Platinum deuce, conversations to rule a thug nation

[Verse 3]
Come with me, go toe to toe with me
Still the king of the O. would be that n____ smokin' weed
Y'all wanna be soulja's sweet like potpouri
I crust your f___in' text like a buldozer go hungry like vultures be
Fake n____z wish they never spoke on me
Or said s___ about that thug n____, leavin' they head split, detted
I'll make you m____fuckaz regret it, get wetted with the gun
For try'na gas me like unleaded, I ain't the f___in' one, one, one
So take that gum out your a__ hole
First round, T.K.O. his a__ like "Glass Joe"
I lash you, harass you, thrash you
Smash you, blast you, I put holes in your shirt like cash do
I probably have to stop to find his a__ too
Hit the avenue, in his strip, bullet proof Nav. too, if n____z was after you
Try'na catch you n____z, jack you for puttin' a n____ name in your raps, fool(f__ you!)
Well, that's your a__, dude

[Talking]
There you have it, another m____fuckin' classic
n____, you ride Bentley's (Bentley's), not Mercedes (Not Mercedes)
Bentley's (Bentley's), n____ quit trippin' on me, b____
Quit hatin' on me, b____, you got all the f___in' money, n____
I ain't the f___in' one, one, one,
n____, Regime Life, what? what? Regime Life
My n____ Mad Max: Regime Life
My n____ LQ: Regime Life
My n____ Phats Boss: Regime Life
My n____ Ke Ke: Regime Life
My n____ C-Bo: Regime Life
My n____ Diesel Don: Regime Life
My n____ Gov Matic: Regime Life
f___ hater n____z, you n____z be bitin' songs, n____z be hatin' n____z
Y'all got all the money, man, make room for the young n____z
Let us get some paper, n____, sit your a__ down, n____, be executive, n____
Do your thug thang, n____, and I'ma do mine
You stay out my f___in' way, and I'ma stay out your way, you b____
Regime Life, done deal...