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Heart Of The City (Ain`t No Love)

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The Blueprint (Bootleg)
Album:
The Blueprint (Bootleg)
Artist:
Jay-Z
Released: 2001
Record Label: Roc-a-Fella
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[Jay-Z]
Uh, uhh, listen
First the Fat Boys break up, now every day I wake up
Somebody got a problem with Hov`
Whassup y`all niggaz all fed up cause I got a little cheddar
and my records movin out the sto`?
Young fucks spittin at me, young rappers gettin at me
My nigga Big predicted the shit exactly
"Mo` Money, Mo` Problems" - gotta move carefully
Cause faggots hate when you gettin money like athletes
Yung`uns ice-grillin me, ohh - you not feelin me?
Fine; it cost you nothin - pay me no mind
Look, I`m on my grind cousin, ain`t got time for frontin
Sensitive thugs, y`all all need hugs
Damn though mans I`m just tryin do me
If the record`s two mill` I`m just tryin move three
Get a couple of chicks, get `em to try to do E
Hopefully they`ll menage before I reach my garage
I don`t want much, fuck I drove every car
Some nice cooked food, some nice clean drawers
Bird-ass niggaz I don`t mean to ruffle y`all
I know you waitin in the wing but I`m doin my thing
Where`s the love?

"Ain`t no love, in the heart of the city.."
I said where`s the love?
"Ain`t no love, in the heart of town.."
Yeah..

And then the Fugees gon` break up, now everyday I wake up
Somebody got somethin to say
What`s all the fuckin fussin for? Because I`m grubbin more
and I pack heat like I`m the oven door?
Niggaz pray and pray on my downfall
But everytime I hit the ground I bounce up like roundball
Now I don`t wanna have to kill sound(?)
Don`t wanna have to cock back the four pound bar
Look scrapper I got nephews to look after
I`m not lookin at you dudes, I`m lookin past ya
I thought I told you characters I`m not a rapper
Can I live? I told you in ninety-six
that I came to take this shit and I did, handle my biz
I scramble like Randall with his
Cunningham but the only thing runnin is numbers fam
Jigga held you down six summers; damn, where`s the love?

"Ain`t no love, in the heart of the city.."
Niggaz, where`s the love?
"Ain`t no love, in the heart of town.."
Holla at me!!
"Ain`t no love" (take `em to church) "in the heart of the city.."
Uh, uh, uh - my nigga where`s the love?
"Ain`t no love, in the heart of town.."
Fuck

Then Richard Pryor go and burn up, and Ike and Tina Turner break up
Then I wake up to more bullshit
You knew me before records, you never disrespected me
Now that I`m successful you`ll pull this shit
Nigga I`ll step on your porch, step to your boss
Let`s end the speculation, I`m talkin to alla y`all
Males shouldn`t be jealous that`s a female trait
Whatchu mad cause you push dimes and he sell weight?
Y`all don`t know my expenses, I gotta buy a bigger place
Hehehe, and more baggies, why you all aggie?
Nigga respect the game, that should be it
What you eat don`t make me shit - where`s the love?

Where`s the love?

"Ain`t no love, in the heart of the city.."
"Ain`t no love, in the heart of town.."
"Ain`t no love, in the heart of the city.."
"Ain`t no love, in the heart of town.."
"Ain`t no love, in the heart of the city.."
"Ain`t no love, in the heart of town.."

"Ain`t no love.."

[Thanks to may@tampabay.rr.com, eppitalia@hotmail.com, five5tarhustler@yahoo.com for correcting these lyrics]


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