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Ain't No Love

 

Ain't No Love

(album: The New South - 2005)


[Intro:]
Sound of a bowl being burned... Cough, cough...
sound of bowl still being burnt...

Yo, I want ya to twist something up,
I want ya to pour out something to sip on,
'N' we gonna reflect on these backstabbing ass,
So called friends we done had, A'ight...Come On..

[Chorus:]
My love is gone, my heart is gone,
I have no one here, to mend this broken soul,
"N there ain't no love, boy,"
My love is gone, my heart is gone,
I have no one here, to mend this broken soul,

I was once in the mix with some phony homies,
Who turned they backs on me when I needed 'em most,
N even though they my enemies I'm keeping 'em close,
Cause I can either sink 'em or keep 'em afloat,
An' while the ship jumpers go searching for life preservers,
I'm gonna stay here and try to repair the holes in my ship,
Tighten the loose boards in the home that I built,
I did this all by myself, I didn't never need your help,
Dudes are dirty, they'll try to fuck ya 'gin,
No dog you got it all wrong, I'm your pal,
Put it on his kids lives, looking you in the eye,
Knowing the whole time he's telling a fucking lie,
You were my go to guy, I could depend on you,
Only people out to get me were friends like you,
I know everyone out there can relate to Stak,
Cause they got stab wounds all up an' down they back,
An' that ain't love...

[Chorus]

Have you ever had a dude, riding with you,
Repping hard, he willing to lay down n die for you,
Gangsta, gangsta, even do time fo' you,
But when it goes down you can't even find that dude,
They get like ghosts when it's time to fued,
We've been booed by them kinda dudes, a time or two,
But they stop playing as soon as we start kicking they asses,
Restricting they privileges, revoking they passes,
Who ever brought you 'round we gonna get on they asses,
For even introducing us to a snake in the grass,
I smelt the fake on his ass, knew he was artificial,
Never went to meet up with him without a pistol,
"You know the business,"
The reason we ain't breaking bread
Is I don't really know you dog, you could be the feds,
N if that's the case not only are we offing you,
It's over for who ever brought you through,
Cause that ain't love...

[Chorus]

They don't know what love is, let alone loyalty,
Backstabbers, waiting for an opportunity to puncture me,
Run it deep off in my lungs, screaming
While I'm barely breathing now,
Look at you, yo' done,
Over the years I grew eyes in the back of my head,
Catch me slipping, my ass, fuck with Stak an yo' dead,
No exceptions, trust is a fabrication,
Thinking I won't blast you, yo sadly mistaken,
I watched 'em come an' go, but the real ones stayed,
A few of us stuck together an' a mill' was made,
N bills got paid, even when times was tight,
N I think about my people every rhyme I write,
In this life best friends can turn into worst enemies,
You don't believe me ask that boy Denahee'
Ah thats right you can't ask him,
Cause his best friend blasted him,
An' that ain't love...

[Chorus]

Well you lil' ship jumpers,
Did you really think I was gonna fall off withou yo' ass,
I wouldn't stay afloat, Yeah fucking right,
You'll never make or break me, Bitches, Man let's go...

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