That's why I'm sick of gettin treated like a goddamn stepchild
 Fuck a punk cause I ain't him
 You gotta deal with the nine double limb
 The damn scum that you all hate
 Just think if niggas 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 shit wasn't registered any fucking 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 fuck 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 motherfuckers 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 nigga like me up under the rug
 Kicking shit called street knowledge
 Why more niggas in the pen than in college?
 Now cause of that line I might be your cellmate
 That's from the nigga ya love to hate

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 Yeah, ha-ha, it's the nigga you love to hate
 
 Ay yo baby, your mother warned you about me
 It's the nigga you love to hate
 
 You do like how I'm living? Well, fuck you

 Once again it's on, the motherfucking psycho
 Ice Cube the bitch 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 shit 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 bullshit
 I meet cold bitches 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 niggas 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 shit
 I like to clown so pump up the sound
 In the jeep make the old ladies say
 Oh my god wait it's the nigga ya love to hate

 BREAK
 
 Yeah come on fool
 It's the nigga you love to hate
 
 Yeah run up punk
 It's the nigga you love to hate
 
 A bitch is a....

 Soul Train done lost they soul
 Just call it train cause the bitches 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 fuck 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 shit 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 niggas need to do is start loc-ing up
 And build mold and fold theyself into shape
 Of the nigga ya love to hate