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[Syke talking]
Ain`t been no love around here for a long time When the love gon` come back Huh, I don`t know, I don`t know But till then, keep doing it like I do it Verse 1: Big Syke From the first day of birth it was like we was cursed, For our destiny to ride away in a hearse Unseen tomorrows so many hearts are hollow Can`t help `em they`ll put me down if I let `em I`m givin` fifty feet to the average friend or foe And I`ll kill you fo` you kill me if you don`t know Cause sometimes God put you in the path to kill But not if your intentions are to hurt or steal Constantly surrounded by despisers that`s intoxicated Cause all of us are gang related, Later years fully gettin` there What do we have here? One day every family shall shed a tear, I`m lost I can`t find myself, I listen but don`t learn What`s the call for help will God let me burn So I`m takin` everyday like I`m livin` my last, What`s the aftermath all I know, is ain`t no love Chorus: G-Money Love don`t love nobody And love don`t love no one I said love don`t love nobody And love don`t love no one It ain`t no love, it ain`t no lvoe Verse 2: Mopreme It ain`t no love fuck the love See I`ma thug wid mad slugs And trippin` off these hoes up under my rug Blind and I can`t see sometimes This Remy Martin got me high Givin` my shit a try, My people doubt me why Hey, I`m way too fly Thinkin` everybody down wid me until I die Just like in a nightmare Straight to fuck from nowhere Nine`s in yo back like you ain`t seen jack Now sticky situations make a motherfucka feel Like going straight to hell cause at least hell is real I`m holdin` shit down like a motherfuckin` vet I`m a real nigga doin` real things, and that you can bet..... Chorus Verse 3: Big Syke They say reach in your heart and you will find yo mind Everyday in the streets got my foresight blind My aftertime is narrow peepin` down the barrel of a four Just a nigga or a killa I don`t know so Who makes the call will I fall a victim like the rest Slug in the chest one in the dome and make sure I`m gone Send me home all alone in these cold streets The desperation constantly drinkin` and I can`t sleep Neck deep strugglin` tryin` to survive Some wanna die I wanna stay alive Eyes on the prize let me modify this whole region I declare this sucka duckin` season, gimme the reason Why I should change into a softy, After livin` so lofty It cost me my soul outta control in a devil`s world Me my niggas and my girl, It ain`t no love Chorus (til fade)
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