Loyle Carner - Hate lyrics

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[Loyle Carner - Hate lyrics]

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Let me tell you what I hate
Everything I ain't
Everything I’ve done, everything I break
I hate the way that you
Were saying I'd be great
Straight
Let me tell you what I love
That there's no one above
The thought: "It is what it is"
Shit, same thought, it was what it was
Yeah, I’m like the dove that had flew
Too close to the Sun and he knew
Deep down there was nothing he could do
It's fuckеd because the Sun was you, ah
But still I tеll you what I hate, though
The same fellas getting bodied
By the plain clothes
The same niggas that would
Follow under rainbows
The very same boys that would
Follow on the way home
Yeah, either your jacket or your raincoat
Tryna take suttin' that ain't dope
It's painful
At times I wish I had a guardian angel
To help me with the brothers
That's shameful
But still I love the rainfall
(Yeah, the rainfall, rainfall)
I love the fact that
They're so fucking grateful
(Yes)
I love the fact that my plate's full
I love the money in
My bank, it’s disgraceful
So many zeroes
I’ve brushed shoulders with so many heroes
I lost count, still hold those dineros
Tryna say suttin', my ears closed
I fear those lost in the
Past living on the recline
The same look up in their
Eyes if they’re borrowing time
It's nine lives, on the eight
See the finishing line
It's right there on the horiz
- couldn't finish the rhyme
I hate time, I said I fucking hate time
(Time, time, time)

Yeah, they said it was all that you
Could be if you were black
Playing ball or maybe rap
And they would say it like a fact
All my people in the back
All the nurses in the front
All my teachers, where you at?
’Cause we've been living like a trap
Putting numbers on the wall
Hoping people would react
But it's a fact, we've been
Living in a trap
We're trapped

I hate, I love
Hate the ones who think that they're above
My grandfather told me: "Never
Trust in them"
But I do, yo, the ones I shouldn't, true
I stuck with them
This is it, still, I seen men hit women
Who hit back, all them couldn't give a shit
Hidden but won't crack under pressure
Of this shit feeling
Uh, ayo, this shit feeling, listen yo
I fear women
I fear love, religion, I fear drugs
The feeling
I fear us, fear us
Nearing the end
But I can't comprehend my fears
Wisdom, I fear him
Yeah, I fear the colour of my skin
I fear the colour of my kin
I still feel the colour that's within

Yo, they said it was all that you
Could be if you were black
Playing ball or maybe rap
And they would say it like a fact
So all my people in the back
All the nurses in the front
All my teachers, where you at?
Yeah, 'cause we've been living like a trap
Putting numbers on the wall
Hoping people would react
But it's a fact, we've been
Living in a trap
We're trapped
Yo, they said it was all that you
Could be if you were black
Playing ball or maybe rap
And they would say it like a fact
So all my people in the back
All the nurses in the front
All my teachers, where you at?
Yeah, 'cause we've been living like a trap
Putting numbers on the wall
Hoping people would react
But it's a fact, we've been
Living in a trap
We're trapped

(We're trapped, we're trapped)
The man that flew all away from the Sun

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I can always relate so strongly to his lyrics. ‘I hate fucking time’ and ‘it is what it Is’ especially… he’s so real and his diction is so crisp and clear. Love it!

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