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Clawfinger
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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 And 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 And 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 And throw it right into the mix And 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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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 and 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 'cause it always has a tendency 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 And a dish full of disagree Some ignorance on the side, a plate full of hate Served with a fistful of me
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