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Don't you love it madly when it sleeps in your basement On some gladly pay you Tuesday for a hamburger today shit And don't you love the way that you can relate To everything your favorite rapper has to say about your hatred Get a hobby now why they wanna watch me in some hotel lobby Getting sloppy with this pillow built mommy Probably never be global like Tupac But the local boys keep my shit hard in they jukebox Sittin' here pretending I'm not tipsy Watching over sensitive hippies Use my records for they dog frisbees Be a good little fishy And book me a ticket to your city So your girlfriend'll kiss me I'm the bee that came to pollinate the flower Make a meal borrow a towel and take a shower It's called love in return they bake bread Pay dollars, make bets Catch buzz, give head They call it love and I get plenty of it The rich kids burn it, my broke people dub it They call it hate and I get plenty of it The snakes always wanna put your name where they tongue splits They call it love and I get plenty of it Give hugs to the public put plugs in the budget SongtexteThey call it hate and I get plenty of it But they know who to call when they want the party jumpin We bust in to your system search through the evidence Opening hoping to find why you love your residence Put your fists up, put your chips up Act a kid act adult or get your fabric ripped up They said like what? Like they didn't know me 6 foot 3 ugly mug and simple flow (like that, like that) And a bottle of jimmy beam (peace) My name is slug and I'm down with the winning team They wanna kill my steam I didn't care Just lead me to the fiti with the pretty hair Jumping up and down with the passion of a battle Jester of the kingdom see me amalgamate(?) the castle Sean is such an asshole naw I'm a dickhead Stealing cigarettes from the rest of the mislead And join me avoid me do what you must do But man up and understand why they don't love you They call it love and I get plenty of it The rich kids burn it, my broke people dub it They call it hate and I get plenty of it The snakes always wanna put your name where they tongue splits They call it love and I get plenty of it Give hugs to the public put plugs in the budget They call it hate and I get plenty of it But they know who to call when they want the party jumpin Looking through your pinhole Who you gonna insult Atmosphere up in here Yea where'd your grin go Got a sock of nickels and quarters For unsupportive cocksmokers that wanna ripple these waters You hate to love it Keep changing up the subject Still ain't saying nothing We knew you that would jump ships Get back inside your magic pumpkin you puppet Cause all you got left in your life is a big what if No names just pertains to a flock of you The fuck you gonna do when no ones watchin you Sweep up the fuck-ups Tighten up the lug nuts Let your world turn with no concern for what slug does I'm not number 1 I'm just my mothers son No regrets show respect what's done is done I understand why your so discouraged Now show your love like it was when you was discouraged They call it love and I get plenty of it The rich kids burn it, my broke people dub it They call it hate and I get plenty of it The snakes always wanna put your name where they tongue splits They call it love and I get plenty of it Give hugs to the public put plugs in the budget They call it hate and I get plenty of it But they know who to call when they want the party jumpin Aus Songtexte Mania