The Hate That Hate Made Lyrics by Paris
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June 6th in the time of 6 o'clock
Hot summer night in the city of hard knocks
Two black brothers took a walk in the South side
Could've been any brother lookin' for a dope ride

Seein' a white girl wasn't in the plan
But the plan had plans of it's own for a brother man
A bad case of the right place at the right time
Makes you just ask, why?

I guess, you suppose you know what a nigga do
To a female that was meant for you
Jealous 'cause your girlfriend screwin' a black man
So you bust caps on an innocent by stand

But I guess, we all look the same
A goddamn shame, you don't know my name
Must-a just been two blacks so the payback
Fit the ID for someone like me

But you see, I don't think like you do
I come much sicker with the retribute
Rollin' twenty-five deep, troop down in a parkin' lot
Ready movin' steady when I bust your spot, huh

You dumb motherfuckers just don't know me
You don't control me, so leave me lonely
Step and be prone to a cap to the dome
I don't quit, I'll start tearin' up shit

This is a Scarface set and no snakes allowed
Keep the pace ready set brothers rollin' out
Packin' a MAC-10, strapped and capped in
Now who's to blame for the hate that hate made?
June 6th in the time of 6 o'clock   Hot summer night in the city of hard knocks   Two black brothers took a walk in the South side   Could've been any brother lookin' for a dope ride      Seein' a white girl wasn't in the plan   But the plan had plans of it's own for a brother man   A bad case of the right place at the right time   Makes you just ask, why?      I guess, you suppose you know what a nigga do   To a female that was meant for you   Jealous 'cause your girlfriend screwin' a black man   So you bust caps on an innocent by stand      But I guess, we all look the same   A goddamn shame, you don't know my name   Must-a just been two blacks so the payback   Fit the ID for someone like me      But you see, I don't think like you do   I come much sicker with the retribute   Rollin' twenty-five deep, troop down in a parkin' lot   Ready movin' steady when I bust your spot, huh      You dumb motherfuckers just don't know me   You don't control me, so leave me lonely   Step and be prone to a cap to the dome   I don't quit, I'll start tearin' up shit      This is a Scarface set and no snakes allowed   Keep the pace ready set brothers rollin' out   Packin' a MAC-10, strapped and capped in   Now who's to blame for the hate that hate made?