| Do you love me? |
| Do you hate me?
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| Do you love me? |
| Do you hate me?
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| Do you love me? |
| Do you hate me?
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| Yeah, yeah
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| This world loves me, this world loves me not
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| I’m torn between the best of both 'cause I’m hot
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| In this game so brittely, literaly
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| I got niggas wanna riddle me, get rid of me
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| R-U-L-E, need I say more?
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| World, hope y’all prepared for the chaos
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| 'Cause y’all want the beast in me, so I’ma give it
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| Paint pictures vivid, live high as a spirit
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| Y’all can all jump in it
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| That’s what you might as well do
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| If you gonna live life timid
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| And I ain’t never been intiminated
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| Believe me, and I don’t wanna fuckin breath easy
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| I wanna make it hard for these niggas
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| So when they can’t stand me
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| I’ma make it so these niggas can’t feed they family
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| Now do you love me, or do you hate me?
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| C’mon and get me, I keep it off safety
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| Do you love me? |
| Do you hate me?
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| Ready or not, here I come
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| Do you love me? |
| Do you hate me?
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| Ready or not, here I come
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| There’s nothin' but love spread between me and my niggas
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| We bust guns together and fuck so many bitches
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| But I know that Hell is callin
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| In the name of the lord just let a nigga in
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| 'Cause I ain’t done nothin' wrong, but love thy self
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| And harm other niggas that wanna stop my health
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| Is that failure?
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| 'Cause love’ll never be hand over hand
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| It’s man versus man
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| It’s Murda
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| If I’m gonna be hated or to be loved
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| I prefer ta live wild and die from slugs
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| What you want from me?
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| Lord I’m only a human
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| Tho I bear your name, I’m a devil in chains
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| Release me, 'cause Lord only knows it ain’t easy
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| When I’m scarred for life, I know that he sees me
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| Now do you love me nigga
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| Or do you hate me nigga
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| C’mon and get me
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| I’m waiting nigga
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| Do you love me? |
| Do you hate me?
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| Ready or not, here I come
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| Do you love me? |
| Do you hate me?
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| Ready or not, here I come
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| Y’all just wanna watch me rise, then watch me fall
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| Before it’s all done I’ma die from it all
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| I might OD in a club off drugs like River Phoenix
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| Or get shot down like BIG and Pac for my genius
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| I know this worlds seen it before, and here I come
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| I know y’all fiendin' for more, and I’m not done
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| As long as I can run through current like state times
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| Keep up a sane mind, and hand on my iron, I’ma blast off mine
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| Look in the eyes of a nigga who seldomly cries
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| I got a beautiful wife and kids, why me?
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| Got cash, jewels, cars, and cribs, why me?
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| If this good livin' Lord, why me?
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| When I live so dirty yet I’m worthy to be
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| Number one, the world’s only begotten son
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| Here I come
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| Do you love me? |
| Do you hate me?
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| Ready or not, here I come
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| Do you love me? |
| Do you hate me?
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| Ready or not, here I come
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| Do you love me? |
| Do you hate me?
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| Ready or not, here I come
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| Do you love me? |
| Do you hate me?
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| Ready or not, here I come
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| Do you love me?
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| Do you hate me?
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| Do you love me?
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| Do you hate me?
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| Here I come |