Thread a little needle through a lonely life Do a little shooting from your own supply Blood's in the barrel and you can almost taste Thumb's on the plunger, and you're starting to shake She got hate She got love She got hate She got love She got a face tattoo of a beautiful smile On her back, she got the scales of a crocodile And a neck tattoo saying, "Don't be late" On her fist, she's got the words saying, "Love and hate" She got hate She got love We got hate We got love ♪ All these people dying dead in the streets And they're nothing but statistics and policy Died two blocks from the injection site On her hat, were the words saying, "No surprise" We got hate We got love We got hate We got love Ain't a state of grace, ain't no guarantee Any given day it could've be you or me It's cold calculation and there's no empathy I don't know how I made it from A to B A to B A to B Another cop says to a doctor "There's nothing here we can do They're self-inflicted, cross addicted They're on the dark side of the doomed" Of the doomed Of the doomed Of the doomed ♪ Of the doomed Of the doomed