Hate to Love - Que$t

Enter my mind, can you stop the rage? No one shall mourn or pity my grave Fighting the world without remorse Searching for blood to never grow old A personal Hell is where I reside Taunting death sounds, cadavers in pain Judging my soul, I am not His son Screaming God's name, I want some more You love to hate me But you won't kill me Suicidal surge, desensitize the world Take what I want, primordial ground Humanity bleeds from inside my veins Losing all grasp, an evil so old Vengeance it breeds, driving you insane Exhaust all will hanging by the neck Anguish within, let it blind the eyes Better off dead is your epitaph Apathy feeds the human demise Absolute reign, a malevolent mind Conceptions so vile in this bottomless soul Shooting up hate, nothing beats the rush Total addicting, corrupt and profane Force-fed lies in this chapel of lust Dancing in blood, disciples enslaved Putrefied walls adorned with your flesh Coating this shrine of the ungodly cross You love to hate me But you won't kill me Suicidal surge, desensitize the world Enter my mind, can you stop the rage? No one shall mourn or pity my grave Fighting the world without remorse Searching for blood to never grow old Absolute reign, a malevolent mind Conceptions so vile in this bottomless soul Putrefied walls adorned with your flesh Coating this shrine of the ungodly cross You love to hate me But you won't kill me Suicidal surge, desensitize the world

Smash bam bif boom crack Party still goin' six in the mornin' Jim Beam, Courvoisier and Jack We're goin' down I need some fuel I need some fuel I need some fuel to run I need some fuel to run Yo Zeke stop! At the liquor store We want some more I'd like to introduce you to my fifth That's who I'm with I need some fuel I need some fuel I need some fuel to run I need some fuel to run I need some fuel to run I need some fuel to run I'm free to exercise my downward mobility I'm free to exercise my downward mobility My downward mobility I need some fuel to run I need some fuel to run I need some fuel to run I need some fuel to run

Love, l-l-love, l-l-love how you love to hate me Kinda sad that you always been like that See me making waves and you don't like that Driving through your puddles going splish, splash (Splish, splash, splish, splash) Stressing over nothing, baby, relax Why you getting angry? I'ma kick back Only thing I think about is big stacks (Racks, racks) Negative days, negative nights Baby, you're wasting all your time I can't relate, I keep it light No, no, no drama in my life (uh) Wake up, yeah, makeup, maybe I need you? Nah, I been good lately Blowin' up, workin' busy You ain't worth my love if you only love to hate me Love, l-l-love, l-l-love How you love to hate me Love, l-l-love, l-l-love You ain't worth my love if you only love to hate me I'ma let you fade into the background Baby, all my shows are gettin' too loud Keep on turnin' it up when you want me down (Me down, me down, me down) Negative days, negative nights Baby, you're wasting all your time I can't relate, I keep it light No, no, no drama in my life (uh) Wake up, yeah, makeup, maybe I need you? Nah, I been good lately Blowin' up, workin' busy You ain't worth my love if you only love to hate me Love, l-l-love, l-l-love How you love to hate me Love, l-l-love, l-l-love You ain't worth my love if you only love to hate me Uh, love to hate me, you hate to love me I'm takin' back what you've taken from me You're mistaken, honey, this something that Remind me why I be alone on my own If I needed you, I'd have you, that I know, hold up I could do bad by myself, don't need help One of a kind, the hand that I was dealt, like oh, well Felt Cupid was stupid, I should have knew it 'Cause I been through it, you wouldn't do it If it ain't foolish, stupid You ain't worth my love if you only love to hate me Love, l-l-love, l-l-love How you love to hate me Love, l-l-love, l-l-love You ain't worth my love if you only love to hate me (uh) Love, l-l-love, l-l-love How you love to hate me Love, l-l-love, l-l-love You ain't worth my love if you only love to hate me

I heard payback's a mothafuckin nigga That's why, I'm sick of being treated like a goddamn stepchild Fuck a punk cause I ain't him You gotta deal with the nine double M The day is coming that you'll 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 And say we promote 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? Because of that line, I might be your cellmate That's from the nigga ya love to hate (Fuck you Ice Cube) Yeah, haha! 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 doin' nothin' positive! Yo, you ain't doin' nothin 'positive for the brothers, What you gotta say for yourself?) (You don't like how I'm living? Well, fuck you) Once again it's on, the motherfucking psycho Ice Cube the bitch-killer, cap-peeler Yo, running through the line like Bo, there'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 offstage The crossover, might as well cut them balls off And get your ass ready for the Lenching The Mob is dropping common sense and We'll gank in the pen, we'll shank Any Tom, Dick and Hank, and get the ass spanked It ain't about how right or wrong you live, but how long you live I ain't with the bullshit I meet mo' bitches, mo' 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 stylin' From San Quentin to Rikers Island We got 'em afraid of the funky shit I like to clown so pump up the sound In your Jeep, make the old ladies say "Oh my god — brake, it's the nigga ya love to hate" (Fuck you Ice Cube) Yeah come on fool, it's the nigga you love to hate (Fuck you Ice Cube) Yeah, what up, punk? It's the nigga you love to hate [Yo, who the fuck you think you are callin' us bitches. You ain't all that, all I hear is this bitch. I ain't nobody's bitch] A bitch is a... ooooh 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 trying to out-dance each other I'ma 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 niggas need to do is start loc-ing up And build mold and fold theyself into shape Of the nigga you love to hate