Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Hate It or Love It’ by 50 Cent. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 50 Cent or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Yeah, let’s take ’em back
Uh huh
Comin’ up I was confused, my mommy kissin’ a girl
Confusion occurs comin’ up in the cold world
Daddy ain’t around, probably out commitin’ felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing, “Check check out My Melody”
I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope
For a four finger ring, one of them gold ropes
Nana told me if I passed I’d get a sheepskin coat
If I can move a few packs I’d get the hat, now that’d be dope
Tossed and turned in my sleep that night
Woke up the next mornin’, niggas had stole my bike
Different day, same shit, ain’t nothin’ good in the hood
I’d run away from this bitch and never come back if I could
Hate it or love it, the underdog’s on top
And I’m gon’ shine homey until my heart stop
Go ‘head envy me, I’m rap’s MVP
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere, so you can get to know me
Hate it or love it, the underdog’s on top
And I’m gon’ shine homey until my heart stop
Go ‘head envy me, I’m rap’s MVP
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere, so you can get to know me
I told Dre from the gate “I’d carry the heat for ya”
First mixtape song I inherited beef for ya
Gritted my teeth for ya, G-G-G-G for ya
Put Compton on my back when you was in need of soldiers
At my last show I threw away my N.W.A. gold
I had the whole crowd yellin “Free Yayo!”
So niggas better get up outta mine
For I creep and turn your projects into Columbine
And I’m rap’s MVP
Don’t make me remind y’all what happened in D.C
This nigga ain’t Gotti, he pretend
Mad at us ’cause Ashanti got a new boyfriend
And it seems your lil’ rat turned out to be a mouse
This beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly South
Even Young Buck can vouch, when the doubts was out
Who gave the West coast mouth-to-mouth? (Hahaha)
Hate it or love it, the underdog’s on top
And I’m gon’ shine homey until my heart stop
Go ‘head envy me, I’m rap’s MVP
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere, so you can get to know me
Hate it or love it, the underdog’s on top
And I’m gon’ shine homey until my heart stop
Go ‘head envy me, I’m rap’s MVP
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere, so you can get to know me
From the beginnin’ to the end, losers lose, winners win
This is real we ain’t got to pretend
The cold world that we in, is full of pressure and pain
I thought it would change, it’s stayin’ the same
How many of them boys is witcha’
When you had that little TV you had to hit on to get a picture
I’m walking with a snub, ’cause niggas do a lot of slick talkin’
In the club ’til they coughin’ on the rug
Ain’t never had much but a Walkman and a bud
My role model is gone snortin’ up his drug
Bad enough they want me to choke, my boy just got poked in the throat
Now it’s an RIP shirt in my coat
Now I’m speedin’, reminiscin’
Holdin’ my weed in, never listen
If I see him I’ma lift ’em
And maybe that’ll even the score
But if not, it’ll be me on the floor
Hate it or love it, the underdog’s on top
And I’m gon’ shine homey until my heart stop
Go ‘head envy me, I’m rap’s MVP
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere, so you can get to know me
Hate it or love it, the underdog’s on top
And I’m gon’ shine homey until my heart stop
Go ‘head envy me, I’m rap’s MVP
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere, so you can get to know me
I started out at 15, scared as hell
I took 30 off a pack and I made them sales
As a youth, man I used to hustle for loot
With that lil’ deuce-deuce and my triple fat goose
Sippin’ Easy Jesus, rockin’ a Alesis
My momma whipped me when she found my pieces
I look back on life and thank God I’m blessed
We the best on the planet so forget the rest
You know I’m still nice with my cook game
Look man, it’s a hood thang; that’s why I’m loved in Brook-lyn
I handle mine just like a real nigga should
If I do some time homey, I’m still all good
Let me show you what a thug ’bout, born to die
I took the bullets outta 50 put ’em in my fo’-five
And I ain’t even got my feet wet yet
A seven figure nigga who ain’t seen a worthy check
Hate it or love it, the underdog’s on top
And I’m gon’ shine homey until my heart stop
Go ‘head envy me, I’m rap’s MVP
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere, so you can get to know me
Hate it or love it, the underdog’s on top
And I’m gon’ shine homey until my heart stop
Go ‘head envy me, I’m rap’s MVP
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere, so you can get to know me