I heard pay back`s a motherf**king ni**a
That`s why I`m sick of gettin` treated like a goddamn stepchild
F**k a punk `cause I ain`t him
You gotta deal with the nine double limb

The damn sc** that you all hate
Just think if ni**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 s**t wasn`t registered any f**king 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**k 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 motherf**kers 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 ni**a like me up under the rug

Kicking s**t called street knowledge
Why more ni**as in the pen than in college?
Now `cause of that line I might be your cell mate
That`s from the ni**a ya love to hate

F**k you, Ice Cube
Yeah, ha ha, it`s the ni**a you love to hate
F**k you, Ice Cube
Ay, yo baby, your mother warned you about me
It`s the ni**a 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, f**k you

Once again it`s on, the motherf**king 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 s**t 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 bulls**t, 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 ni**a`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 s**t
I like to clown so pump up the sound
In the jeep make the old ladies say
Oh, my God wait it`s the ni**a ya love to hate

F**k you Ice Cube
Yeah, c`mon fool
It`s the ni**a you love to hate
F**k you Ice Cube
Yeah, run up punk
It`s the ni**a you love to hate
Yo, who the f**k 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 f**k 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 s**t 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 s**t 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 ni**a`s need to do is start loc-ing up
And build mold and fold thyself into shape
Of the ni**a ya love to hate