Witch Please - Hate (Ruff Ryders' Anthem) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I hate when people recline their seats on planes
I hate cold weather and hyphenated last names

I hate pop songs with their bubblegum hooks
I hate people in public who give me dirty looks

I hate how my paranoia's getting out of hand
I hate that guy who followed me home from Carpetland

I hate when my roommate walks in when I'm watching porn
I hate city drivers who keep honking their horn

I hate grown dudes who have their hair up in braids
I hate how often my software upgrades

I hate that I'm still not rich at nearly twenty-five
I hate the new Samsung and the iPhone 5

I hate every word on that crumpled up page
I hate these inexplicable bouts of rage

I hate that I'm still not sure there's anything up above
I hate that I take my anger out on those I love

I hate when people scold me for having bad manners
I hate people who don't have any manners

I hate when people go by first impressions
I hate when people ignore my amazing life lessons

Like if you can't afford a car
You can't afford a kid

If you talk loudly on buses
You shouldn't be allowed to breathe

You'll be slapped in the face
If you diss tomato juice

And if you talk with your mouth full
You shouldn't reproduce

I hate how my peers think you're supposed to like your job
Speaking of which
I fucking hate my job

I hate when people pretend to understand
I hate that I've become another angry young man

I hate how every nice girl turns out to be a whore
I hate Lena Dunham and fucking Macklemore

If you think this hate's a reflection of how much I hate myself
Trust me
I hate you way more than I hate myself

I hate when girls blow me and don't swallow cum
I hate how sensitive everyone's become

I hate that I want fame and anonymity
I hate the oxymoron that is "modern masculinity"

I hate these faggy betas calling themselves men
I hate that the South hasn't risen again

I hate that Kylie song about how she should be so lucky
I hate that my therapist never tried to fuck me

I hate that my ex won’t admit that she was cheating
I hate that I like books more than I like reading

I hate how everyone under thirty is on medication
I hate how everyone thinks they need a formal education

I hate how few can tolerate anything critical
I hate when ditzy morons try to be political

I hate that there's no royalty in my family tree
I hate how shitty "Community" became after season three

I hate how when it’s under fifty, I always get the shivers
I hate that I don't have a cool hat like Raylan Givens

I hate the GPS always trying to reroute
And I hate how the engineer's about to fade me out