That old fashioned word, it's a word called love   Called love, called love, hung up, hung up      This must be the way the nigga 'Pac felt   When he made 'Me against the world', 'All eyez on me'   Y'all niggaz got me feelin' like all eyes on me   Me against the world      Y'all got me on my shit   Thought niggaz would appreciate what I did to this game   Bein' that, I'm flesh of your flesh, blood of your blood   Come from the same 'hood you come from      We share basically the same stories   Thought niggaz would appreciate what I came and did   Since '96, every year somethin' must be   Seriously wrong with the world, I know y'all ain't hatin'      Some people hate   Some people hate   Some people hate   I think they've lost their minds, I'm hung up      Raw, rough and rugged, when address in the mass public   My attitude is fuck it, 'cause motherfuckers love it   Got a chip on my shoulder, the size of the Golden Nugget in Vegas   An' fuck bein' famous, I came to get the butters      I came from the gutter, my success in this game   Is sorta like 'Projectic Justice', a payment for brushes   With police officers, a peace offerin' from the Gods   For the streets I was tossed in, 'til I'm deceased in a coffin      I'ma be a beast on these beats, releasin' early and often   Please, your disdain for the brothers ain't gon' change the numbers   It's the strengthenin' of chain among us   Please, we ain't afraid of none of ya's, who want it with us?   Ain't nuttin' changed since the '96 summers, c'mon      Some people hate   Some people hate   Some people hate   I think they've lost their minds, I'm hung up      They say success breeds envy   I guess it's just the penalty of leadership   I guess I'm what niggaz wanna be an' shit   Or niggaz just bored, wanna be in shit, 'fore they get to rappin'   Start believin' it, think they Ali an' shit      I roll with the punches, so I survive   I bob and weave, move my feet from side to side   I'm back, stronger than ever, surprise, surprise   They try to take me out the game, but I's alive      It's like a old Negro spiritual, I mastered Tobey   With a splash of Monster Kody, shoot faster than Kobe, nigga   You bastards know me, the one an' only   Big homie from the Roc, I think you pastors lonely      You need Jesus in your life   It's either that or y'all gon' make me put   The double Desert Eagles in your life, nigga      Some people hate   Some people hate   Some people kill their brothers   I think they've lost their minds, I'm hung up      Au contraire, nigga, I am here 'cause I earned this shit   By ridin' out, when niggaz had learner's permit   We bring the knives out or we let them burner's spit   I bring them pies out if niggaz wanna burn the strip      Bring your rides out, bring your buggy eyes out   Turn your six, I laid back in the Mayback   Nigga, this the payback, I know you bitch niggaz, from way back   Niggaz wanna clown but the pound it don't play that   Get yourself found, drowned, where the lake at      Run up on 'em notoriously   And then we comin' where your wake at   Eight maniac cats strapped with gats   You can hate that, face facts, fake rap cats   Can't take back what I took back to the Brook, look      Some people hate   Some people hate   Some people kill their brothers   I think they've lost their minds an' I'm hung up