I heard payback's a mother$#&@ing ^!$$%
That's why I'm sick of gettin treated like a !@#$ stepchild
$#&@ 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 ^!$$%s 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 %#@! wasn't registered any $#&@ing 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 $#&@ 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 mother$#&@ers 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 ^!$$% like me up under the rug
Kicking %#@! called street knowledge

Why more ^!$$%s in the pen than in college?
Now cause of that line I might be your cellmate
That's from the ^!$$% ya love to hate


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Yeah, ha-ha, it's the ^!$$% you love to hate

Ay yo baby, your mother warned you about me

It's the ^!$$% you love to hate

You do like how I'm living? Well, $#&@ you


Once again it's on, the mother$#&@ing psycho
Ice Cube the (*##$ 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 %#@! 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 $$# 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 $$#
Fake it ain't about how right or wrong you live

But how long you live
I ain't with the bull%#@!
I meet cold (*##$es 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 ^!$$%s 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 %#@!

I like to clown so pump up the sound
In the jeep make the old ladies say
Oh my god wait it's the ^!$$% ya love to hate


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Yeah come on fool
It's the ^!$$% you love to hate


Yeah run up punk
It's the ^!$$% you love to hate


A (*##$ is a....

Soul Train done lost they soul

Just call it train cause the (*##$es 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 $#&@ 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 %#@! 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 %#@! 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 ^!$$%s need to do is start loc-ing up
And build mold and fold theyself into shape
Of the ^!$$% ya love to hate