I heard payback's a motherf**ing n***a That's why I'm sick of gettin treated like a goddamn stepchild f** 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 n***as 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** wasn't registered any f**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 f** 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 s**ers that went pop And motherf**ers that say they too black Put em overseas they be begging to come back They say keep em on gangs and d** Yyou wanna sweep a n***a like me up under the rug Kicking sh** called street knowledge Why more n***as in the pen than in college? Now cause of that line I might be your cellmate That's from the n***a ya love to hate [BREAK] Yeah, ha-ha, it's the n***a you love to hate Ay yo baby, your mother warned you about me It's the n***a you love to hate You do like how I'm living? Well, f** you Once again it's on, the motherf**ing psycho Ice Cube the b**h k**a 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** 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 a** 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 a** Fake it ain't about how right or wrong you live But how long you live I ain't with the bullsh** I meet cold b**hes 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 n***as 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** I like to clown so pump up the sound In the jeep make the old ladies say Oh my god wait it's the n***a ya love to hate [BREAK] Yeah come on fool It's the n***a you love to hate Yeah run up punk It's the n***a you love to hate A b**h is a.... Soul Train done lost they soul Just call it train cause the b**hes 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** 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** 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 pa** the bottle And don't give me that sh** 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 n***as need to do is start loc-ing up And build mold and fold theyself into shape Of the n***a ya love to hate