I heard payback's a motherf*cking nig*a That's why I'm sick of gettin treated like a goddamn stepchild F*ck a punk cause I ain't him You gotta deal with the nine-double-M The damn scum that you all hate Just think if ni*gas decide to retaliate They try to keep me from running up I never tell you to get down it's all about coming up So what they do go and ban the AK? My sh*t wasn't registered any f*cking way So you better duck away run and hide out When I'm rolling real slow and the lights out Cause I'm about to f*ck up the program Shooting out the window of a drop-top Brougham When I'm shooting let's see who drop The police the media and suckers that went pop And motherf*ckers that say they too black Put em overseas they be begging to come back They say keep em on gangs and drugs Yyou wanna sweep a ni*ga like me up under the rug Kicking sh*t called street knowledge Why more ni*gas in the pen than in college? Now cause of that line I might be your cellmate That's from the ni*ga ya love to hate ^BREAK Yeah, ha-ha, it's the ni*ga you love to hate Ay yo baby, your mother warned you about me It's the ni*ga you love to hate Yo, you ain't doing nothing pops for the brothers What you got to say for yourself?> You do like how I'm living? Well, f*ck you Once again it's on, the motherf*cking psycho Ice Cube the b*tch killa cap peeler Yo runnin through the line like Bo It's no pot to piss in I put my fist in Now who do ya love to hate Cause I talk sh*t and down the eight-ball Cause I don't fake you're begging I fall off The crossover might as well cut them balls off And get your ass ready for the lynching The mob is droppin common sense and We'll gank in the pen will shank Any Tom Dick and Hank or get the ass Fake it ain't about how right or wrong you live But how long you live I ain't with the bullsh*t I meet cold b*tches no hoes Don't wanna sleep so I keep popping No-Doz And tell the young people what they gotta know Cause I hate when ni*gas gotta live low And if you're locked up I dedicate my style in From San Quentin to Rykers Island We got em afraid of the funky sh*t I like to clown so pump up the sound In the jeep make the old ladies say Oh my god wait it's the ni*ga ya love to hate ^BREAK Yeah come on fool It's the ni**a you love to hate Yeah run up punk It's the ni*ga you love to hate You ain't all that That's all I hear, b*tch, b*tch I ain't nobody's b*tch> A b*tch is a.... Soul Train done lost they soul Just call it train cause the b*tches look like hoes I see a lotta others damn It almost look like the Bandstand You ask me did I like Arsenio About as much as the bicentennial I don't give a f*ck about dissing these fools cause they all scared of the Ice Cube And what I say what I portray and all that And ain't even seen the gat I don't wanna see no dancing I'm sick of that sh*t listen to the hit Cause yo if I look and see another brother On the video tryin to out-dance each other I'm a tell T-Bone to pass the bottle And don't give me that shit about role model It ain't wise to chastise and preach Just open the eyes of each Cause laws are made to be broken up What ni*gas need to do is start loc-ing up And build mold and fold theyself into shape Of the ni*ga ya love to hate