Hater Monkeys Lyrics

You got new messages! 'Yo, f*ck Scene Kidz, man they can't f*cking
rap! They're all f*cking posers, man. f*ck Es Kay. They tryin to be like
Hollywood Undead. I'm gonna send em' some hate mate real quick!'
Here's what they yap about! 'Well, y'know, you guys are like totally like
the rejected Hollywood Undead. What is this? I mean, manners these
days? Screamo and rap? What the f*ck. You guys suck.' Get the f*ck up
off my nuts you crazy jealous f*cks. Seems like you're running out of
things to say. And yes our CD costs 5 bucks (Uh-huh) You'll get it if
you're in luck. (Uh-oh) Seems like we're not cool enough these days.
I'm not gonna sit and be emo about it, I mean God damn we f*cken rock, man
there's no doubt about it, right? You wanna autograph? f*ck YOU! You
were talkin' shit last time I talked to you! On Myspace, of all places!
Half these f*ckers don't even show their real faces. Dim the lit to dim
the acne. Do what you do to make yourself happy!
When you talk shit I really do care! I stay up all night hugging my teddy
bear! Not. I don't give a f*ck, keep sending hate mail. Oh my god, do
you really care that f*cking much!?
Get the f*ck up off my nuts (Uh- huh) You crazy jealous f*cks (Uh-
oh) Seems like you're running out of things to say. And yes our CD
costs 5 bucks (Uh-huh) You'll get it if you're in luck (Uh-oh) Seems like we're not cool enough these days. Send the hate mail
s-s-send the hate mail. You can try to make us quit, but I bet you fail.
Keep giving mar far when all the records fail. Bitch you ain't gonna
stop us, so just quit hatin' on us kid. 'Cause no matter what you do,
we'll still be the same crew. And um... yeah, yeah I love the HU, but we
don't look like them. We don't sound like them I mean c'mon, The
Rejected Hollywood Undead? Temper, temper! You better watch that
shit here, take your meds, bitch. And if you haven't found out by now,
spank, your other Es Kay, Don't give a shit. HELL NO! Get the f*ck up off
my nuts (Uh- huh) You crazy jealous f*cks (Uh-oh) Seems like you're
running out of things to say. And yes our CD costs 5 bucks (Uh-huh)
You'll get it if you're in luck (Uh-oh) Seems like we're not cool enough
these days.
First off let me say I'm a f*cking girl, dude. How you gonna say that
we sound like HU?
Don't be mad you can't do like we do. The music that you try to make
sounds like poo-poo. Hollywood Undead rocks my socks. But we're not
them, so you can just f*ck off!
Yeeeeeah. Oh man. Oh man. Oh man. Oh man. Here we go. Here we
go. Here we go .Oh jeeze, put that in your pocket. Hater. f*ck you
guys. Bitches. You guys suck . f*ck you anyways. f*ck off!

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