Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
How beautiful love can be
On the streets love is hard to see
It`s a place I got to be
Loving you is loving me
How beautiful love can be
On the streets love is hard to see
Gotta reach that frequency
Loving you is loving me
[Verse 1]
Yeah, you know what love is
Even found it on the ground where the thugs live
My man had to dig deep to find his
Couldn`t sleep `cause on the real he had five kids
Live nig`s, real niggaz express and taste it
At crap games, black dames and big faces
Cases in court, fam` showin` love and support
You and your baby`s mom thought that love was a sport
As men we were taught to hold it in
That`s why we don`t know how `til we`re older men
If love is a place I`ma go again
At least now, now I know to go within
At time it can take ya for a spin
Heartbreak hotel then you`re home again
I`ve seen love make a nigga soul pretend
Like a story that he don`t want to end
Yo
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[Verse 2]
It`s all love where we come from
In the hood love we was told to run from
That same hood where the guns sung
We holla love, hopin` it would come one
Crack got so many lives undone
From lack of love many hide some run
I knew this girl with a son who dreamt of actin` in plays
Demonstration with her man had her trapped in a maze
Tryin` to find herself again, much of that she`d have gave
Love can free us, to it some of us react as a slave
Funny, we love `em more when they`re relaxed in a grave
Wonder if a thug is raw, is he actin` afraid?
Everybody loves sun, why do I attract shade?
Heard of the love of money, but compassion it pays
Talk about it with my youth so she`d understand
What it is to be loved by a man
Uh
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Some say that I`m a dreamer `cause I talk about it often
Seen the hardest nigga soften wit` his homie in a coffin
We walk and stand in, fall in it
With the right companion we all in it
Mary sang a song about it, having broad limits
In the game of life, it`s the scrimage
Reminiscing on letters I wrote in my small days
A letter to the people, love always
Yeah
[Chorus]
