I heard payback’s a [bad word] [bad word] That’s why I’m sick of gettin treated like a [bad word] stepchild [bad word] a punk cause I ain’t him
You gotta deal with the nine-double-limb
The [bad word] scum that you all hate
Just think if niggas decide to retaliate
They try to keep me [bad word] up
I never tell you to get down it’s all [bad word] up
So what they do go and ban the ak? 
My [bad word] wasn’t registered any [bad word] way
So you better duck [bad word] and hide out
When I’m rolling real slow and the lights out
Cause I’m about to [bad word] 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 [bad word] that say they too black
Put em overseas they be begging [bad word] back
They say keep em on gangs and [bad word] Yyou wanna sweep a [bad word] like me up under [bad word] Kicking [bad word] 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 [bad word] ya love to hate

Break

Yeah, ha-ha, it’s the [bad word] you love to hate

Ay yo baby, your mother warned you about me
It’s the [bad word] you love to hate
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, [bad word] you

Once again it’s on, the [bad word] psycho
Ice cube the [bad word] killa cap peeler [bad word] through the line like bo
It’s no pot to [bad word] in
I put my fist in
Now who do ya love to hate
Cause I talk [bad word] 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 [bad word] ready for the lynching
The mob is [bad word] sense and
We’ll gank in the pen will shank
Any tom [bad word] and hank or get the [bad word] Fake it ain’t about how right or wrong you live
But how long you live
I ain’t with the [bad word] I meet cold [bad word] 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 [bad word] I like to clown so pump up the sound
In the jeep make the old ladies say
Oh my God wait it’s the [bad word] ya love to hate

Break
 [bad word] on fool
It’s the [bad word] you love to hate
 [bad word] up punk
It’s the [bad word] you love to hate
You ain’t all that
That’s all I hear, [bad word]  [bad word] I ain’t nobody’s [bad word] gt;
[bad word] is a

Soul train done lost they soul
Just call it train cause the [bad word] look like hoes
I see a lotta others [bad word] It almost look like the bandstand
You ask me did I like [bad word] About as much as the bicentennial
I don’t give a [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] ya love to hate