"If You Got Love" lyrics

"If You Got Love"
(feat. Pete Rock)

Pete Rock scratching samples

I used to be a piece of shit, till I dropped it, eating with convicts
Straight projects, prophets, that's the object
Hunger pains spit the beef out, I kick the teeth out
We Non Phixion, up in the club with heaters out
No doubt, insanity the motive, I'm never broke
Body strapped with explosives, suicide bat your team posers
Teenybops rock Tacchini tops and arm holsters
Lookin' like feds in posters, devils and brokers
I got a lot of love, but if you want hate, I got a lot of guns
You want crack? I got a lot of drugs, it's kinda bugged
The way the world can make a righteous man turn savage
I try to be peaceful but the world prefer madness
And I'm a businessman, supply and demand
Make you feel like when your fam get in a shootout and your man die in your hands
Most dangerous rap group, any question that I ask you
Love be the answer to the question, that's the truth

If you got love for your mom - that's Non Phixion
If you got love for your dogs - that's Non Phixion
If you got love for the Gods - that's Non Phixion
What? That's Non Phixion - What? That's Non Phixion
If you got love for your peeps - that's Non Phixion
If you got love for your seeds - that's Non Phixion
If you got love for the streets - that's Non Phixion
What? That's Non Phixion - What? That's Non Phixion

BK to Mount Vernon, money-earning non-stop
I lost a lot of people, I "Reminisce" with Pete Rock
Gunning through public housing, some brothers never get out
I got love for my dogs, now it's time to break the fuck out
We pealed out, that's when I dumb out, three on the hip
I don't kick bars, I spit scars, shit that I live
And all you platinum cats, I'm about to run in your fridge
We all about food, belly up, two in your ribs
Ain't doing a bid, nah I'd rather hang from a sheet
It's all love son, prove and let my man speak
Truth is, you never know when it's your time to go
We all famous and we got files, letting you know

If you got love for your mom - that's Non Phixion
If you got love for your dogs - that's Non Phixion
If you got love for the Gods - that's Non Phixion
What? That's Non Phixion - What? That's Non Phixion
If you got love for your peeps - that's Non Phixion
If you got love for your seeds - that's Non Phixion
If you got love for the streets - that's Non Phixion
What? That's Non Phixion - What? That's Non Phixion

Ayo I seen it all from what the truth should be to what the truth is
I think America been trying to kill me for two years
But I'm still alive, arrive under heavy surveillance
Eyes be some ol' tell-lie-vision cameras
Platinum gangster anthems
Make the world wanna grab the magnum and BUST
All we got is us, our family's the only one we trust
Chronic and coke, smoke spearmints, study pyramids
Dope in the heroin syringe when you hearing this
I'm like a near-death experience
I open up your eyes and your minds to the lies they be giving us
If we don't kill them, they killing us
And I'm ready to die, but they still can't kill the love

If you got love for your mom - that's Non Phixion
If you got love for your dogs - that's Non Phixion
If you got love for the Gods - that's Non Phixion
What? That's Non Phixion - What? That's Non Phixion
If you got love for your peeps - that's Non Phixion
If you got love for your seeds - that's Non Phixion
If you got love for the streets - that's Non Phixion
What? That's Non Phixion - What? That's Non Phixion


Writer(s): 0, William Braunstein
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