Letra da Música: The Hate That Hate Made - Paris

June 6th and the time a six o'clock
Hot summer night in the city of hard knocks
Two black brothers took a walk in the south side
Coulda been any brother lookin' for a dope ride
Seein' a white girl wasn't in a plan
But the plan had plans of his own for a brother man
A bad case of right place at the right time
Makes you just ask "Why?"
I guess you suppose you know what a nigger do
To a female that was meant for you
Jealous cause your girlfriend screwin' a black man
So you bust caps on innocent by-stand
But I guess we all look the same
A God damn shame you don't know my name
Musta just been two blacks
So the payback fit the ID for someone like me
But you see, I don't think like you do
I come much sicker with the retribut'
Rollin' twenty-five beat troop down in a parking lot
Ready movin' steady when I bust your spot
You dumb motherfuckers just don't know me
You don't control me so leave me lonely
Step and be prone to a capped to the dome
I don't quit
*BLAM*
I start terrin' up shit
This is a Scarface set so next allowed
Keep the pace, ready set brothers rolling out
Packin' a Mac-10, strapped in and capped in
Now who's to blame for the hate that hate made?