I heard pay back's a motherfucking nigga   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   You 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 cell mate   That's from the nigga ya love to hate      Fuck you, Ice Cube   Yeah, ha ha, it's the nigga you love to hate   Fuck you, Ice Cube   Ay, yo baby, your mother warned you about me   It's the nigga you love to hate   Yo, you ain't doing nothing pops   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, 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 nigga'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 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      Fuck you Ice Cube   Yeah, c'mon fool   It's the nigga you love to hate   Fuck you Ice Cube   Yeah, run up punk   It's the nigga you love to hate   Yo, who the fuck you think you are calling girls bitches?   You ain't all that that's all I hear, bitch, bitch   I ain't nobody's bitch, 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 nigga's need to do is start loc-ing up   And build mold and fold thyself into shape   Of the nigga ya love to hate