The Hate That Hate Made

June 6th in the time of 6 o'clock Hot summer night in the city of hard knocks Two black brothers took a walk in the South side Could've been any brother lookin' for a dope ride Seein' a white girl wasn't in the plan But the plan had plans of it's own for a brother man A bad case of the right place at the right time Makes you just ask, why? I guess, you suppose you know what a nigga do To a female that was meant for you Jealous 'cause your girlfriend screwin' a black man So you bust caps on an innocent by stand But I guess, we all look the same A goddamn shame, you don't know my name Must-a 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 retribute Rollin' twenty-five deep, troop down in a parkin' lot Ready movin' steady when I bust your spot, huh You dumb motherfuckers just don't know me You don't control me, so leave me lonely Step and be prone to a cap to the dome I don't quit, I'll start tearin' up shit This is a Scarface set and no snakes allowed Keep the pace ready set brothers rollin' out Packin' a MAC-10, strapped and capped in Now who's to blame for the hate that hate made?