This is version 2 of the Hate Song. I wasn't happy with the lyrics of the first, so I redid the song.

I know my flow isn't very good on this track. The microphone I was using was having serious latency issues.

Lyrics:
Im here listenin to Streetside Vinyl
Crappy music has got me suicidal
I hear the whistles, oh I mean sirens
thats what they gonna hear when im done firin
my gun, now they on the run
got them thinkin show biz aint no fun
job well done and now they gone
you can see me runnin to the horizon
But they're not gone
they keep getting bigger keep writing more songs
What do I gotta do to make em get lost
claiming that what they be doing is all for the cross
it's a shame what they be claimin is false like ross
singin about green tea, next songs about soy sauce
all the little kids ya better get lost
make room for someone else, youre getting tossed
And trust me guys I know that it is hard to imagine
That your style is old, and is no longer in fashion
but come on guys,dont you think were askin for it
once everyone started hating your ass and you sat back and ignored it
It's funny for me to see you thinking you be the top of your game
When you're a lame rock band wanna-be
And it's not just me, ask anyone from BC, they'll agree
And if you listen this time you will start to see
That people are seriously sick of this SVB
We're kicking you to the curb, to the side of the street
You'll need to back down cause I just can't be beat
Vinyl is outdated, it's all about the CD's
GB SG SS and JD
just stop, I don't want you to bleed
get on your knees and beg for mercy
"please don't destroy us", but I think it's necessary
And feel free to hate on me
Calling me a white rapper wanna-be
But I'm rapping perfectly
And it's mapped out verbally
I know I'm not a gangsta
I never claimed to be
I know it's hard to believe
But I'm more genuine than you'll ever be
And I know you're not gonna listen to a goddamned word
I say what needs to be said, not what needs to be heard
So all of my respect be coming from the underground
While you are being chased by 4 year-olds around town
I'm not done
There is just One more thing I need to call you all out on
It's how your egos are the size of the solar system
Well nah actually its really just Shawn
What gave you the idea that you could walkover everyone
In reality, you don't have the right, none of you do
You suck so bad you couldn't make a bulimic puke
Get that in your head, that's all you gotta do
Well that's it, I'm done, I'm out, I'm through