Love Hate

I love I hate I love I hate I love I hate I love I hate I love I hate I love I hate I love I hate I hate divorce and my pay bein late of course But I love bein outside playin sports And I love hip-hop so I'll stay the course All the fans love the artists that they support I love hip-hop and the bumpin sound I love gettin high but hate comin down And I hate all these busters and dumb clowns But I love where I'm from the best slums in town I love watchin games while eatin my favorite food But I hate havin to pay for the pay per view And I hate it when people act fake and rude And when chicks flake but I love when they make food And I hate when I'm thirsty and dirty and swervy And I hate havin to wake up early all surly But I love when it's nice out to start the day And I love when all my problems are far away I love these bitches But I hate these snitches I love these riches But damn I hate these stitches I love hip-hop But I hate shit talk And I hate these cops But I love these thots And I hate dumb drivers who cut me off But I love how when I'm rappin I'm such a boss And I hate how much all this studio stuff costs And when my sqaud experiences a tough loss And I hate the next day when I go to work Havin to spend so much time on the phone with jerks I hate bein alone and hurt And when cops are lookin for trouble and I'm chosen first And I love when chicks are grabbin my dick lickin their lips Stickin their tits in my face flickin their wrists Doin the splits I love when they try to seduce me But I hate when they get moody and argue profusely And withhold sex but when they get so wet And their hips flex I break out in a cold sweat The world is so filled with love and hate So don't hate anyone because they were born another race I love these bitches But I hate these snitches And they hate these stitches I love these riches I love hip-hop But I hate shit talk And I love these crops But I hate these plots I hate when my phone battery's dead But I love gettin head when her legs attractively spread On my bed but if there's a disaster we dead And I hate seein so many heads tragically led To believe that we can all magically be Free I'd love it if we could actually be And I hate how our leaders so casually Create massive casualties so rapidly But I love my girl and my friends and family And hopefully it won't all be endin badly But sometimes things do end bad sadly I hate catastrophes but love bein madly In love been buzzed ever since the wind was Blowin over me I've been breathin in drugs It's time for me to flip the tin cups I swear on my life I'm never givin up I love these bitches But I hate these snitches And they hate these stitches But I love these riches I love hip-hop But I hate shit talk And I hate these cops But I love these thoughts