Hate Me Now
Nas f/ Puff Daddy

Chorus:
(Puffy)
You can hate me now
But I won't stop now
Cause I can't stop now
You can hate me now
But I won't stop now
Cause I can't stop now
You can hate me now
You can hate me now
Do it now
Do It now

Verse 1:
Don't hate me
Hate the money I see
Clothes that I buy
Ice that I wear, clothes that I try
Close your eyes
Picture me rollin sixes, money foldin'
Bitches honeys that swollen the riches
Nas get in ya
Most critically acclaimed, pulitzer prize winner
Best storyteller
Thug narrator
My style's greater
Model dater
Big threat to a lot of you haters
Commentators bring aside
Try watchin' my paper
Almost a decade
Quite impressive
Most of the best is in the essence
For this rap shit that I stand for
Expanding more to the big screen
Bill Gates dreams
But it seems you'd rather see me in jail with state dreams
Want me off the scene fast
But good things last
Like your favorite MC still makin' some mean cash
First rapper to bring a platinum plaque back to the projects
But you still wanna hate
Be my guest
I suggest

Chorus

Verse 2:
You wanna hate me then hate me
What can I do?
But keep gettin' money
Funny, I was just like you
I had to hustle hard
Never give up
Until I made it
Now y'all sayin that's a clever nigga
Nothing to play with
Hate on me
I blew but I'm the same ol' G
People warn me
When you're on top there's envy
Took my niggas out the hood but you doubt on us
Sayin' we left the hood but can't get it out of us
My bad, should I step out my shoes, give 'em to you?
Here's my cars and my house
You can live in that too
Criticize when I flow for the streets
Hate my dress code
Gucci this, Fendi that
What you expect ho
Nickname Esco
Took this game to its threshold
Best flow
I bet the whole U.S. know
Try to make it like you the realest
But who the illest?
Think we all know the answer to that
'Cause niggas feel this, right

Chorus

Verse 3:
Its a thin line between paper and hate,
Friends and snakes, nine millis and thirty-eights
Hell or the pearly gates
I was destined to come predicted
Blame God, he blew breath in my lungs
Second to none
Wicked turn wives to widows
Shoot through satin pillows
The desolate one
Took a little time to claim my spot
Chairman of the board until this game stop
And I side with the Lord
Ride for the cause
While driving niggas shot out my doors
Plottin' I'm sure to catch me with they glocks to my jaw
Try stickin my up but I but I flipped on these ducks
Instead of me, ambulances were picking them up
Niggas fear what they don't understand
Hate what they can't conquer
Guess its just a theory of man
Became a monster
Atop of the world
Never fallin'
I'm as real as they come
From day one
Forever ballin'
C'mon

Chorus (twice)