CANTANTE: Clawfinger

TITULO:Recipe For Hate

First of all i make sure i've got the right ingredients before i heat up
the pan
i take a little bit of bitterness to grease it up & keep everything close
at hand
then i add a few ounces of fresh frustration and half a cup of attitude
a rush of adrenaline to spice things up & then half a spoon of bad mood
one bottle of my sweat one bottle of tears, a few drops of my own blood
it all blends together like a cat and dog and the result is as clear as mud
i pick the worst situation out of the bunch & throw it right into the mix
& last but not least i add a little bit of spit, just a few little nasty
cliques
That's my recipe for hate
I turn up the heat to 400 degrees and go to work on the attitude
i shake it all up in a provocative way to make sure it comes out rude
then i grind down the frustration hard so that all of the scents can blend
i pour the sweat on top & then the tears to make sure that i don't make friends
when the mood is wrong, everything is right, i can add the adrenaline
but i've got to be careful with the dose i use, the effect shouldn't wear
to thin
the blood comes last cos' it always has a tendancy to cool and coagulate
so i calculate and make no mistakes, it's so fresh that it still pulsates
That's my recipe for hate......
When the meal is done you get a spoiled appetite & a dish full of disagree
some ignorance on the side, a plate full of hate, served with a fistful of
me