If I could give you the world On a silver platter Would it even matter? You’d still be mad at me
If I could find in all this A dozen roses Which I would give to you You’d still be miserable
In reality, I’m gonna be who I be And I don’t feel no faults For all the lies that you bought You can try as you may Break me down but I say That it ain’t up to you Gone and do what you do
REFREN Hate on me, hater Now or later ‘Coz I’m gonna do me You’ll be mad, baby Go ‘head and hate Go ‘head and hate on me, hate on ‘Coz I’m not afraid of it What I got I paid for You can hate on me
Ooh, if I gave you peaches Out of my own garden And I made you a peach pie Would you slap me high
Wonder, if I gave you diamonds Out of my own womb Would you feel the love in that, Or ask “why not the moon”?
If I gave you sanity For the whole of humanity, Had all the solutions For the pain and pollution
No matter where I live, Despite the things I give, You’ll always be this way So go ‘head and….
You cannot hate on me ‘Cuz my mind is free Feel my destiny So shall it beTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.