Yo, Big Will in the place to be, mic check...mic check..
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Would you love me in the shack in a shanty town
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Would you love me if my pants was hand me downs, huh?
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Yo, yo,
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Often times I hear a phrase when I'm out & about
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8 to 80, all walks of life be shouting it out
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Usually, when its time for a encore I hear it
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Or when I did something hot, evoking the spirit
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It's weird, its like a double edge sword when ya'll applaud
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It's kinda wild, a peace sign, a smile
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How do I respond to the phrase, "I love you Will!"?
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Kinda heavy when I hear it, I'd be like damn for real?
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In a way it makes me wanna stay strong and moral
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But history say I could be gone tomorrow
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& though my future looks floral
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I feel like I'm hoping for much pain
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When people stop shouting my name
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& doubting my game & liking others better than me
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Writing letters to him instead of to me
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A veteran 'B', I know the game, but do me this here,
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In your heart be clear before you bless my ear
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Come on..
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Could you love me if I lived in a shanty town
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Could you love me if my pants was hanging down
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Could you love me if my wrist ain't bling
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If I wasn't on TV & I ain't sing, huh?
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Could you love me if my whip wasn't chrome fitted
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Would my name be easier to forget it, huh?
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Could you love me if wrist ain't bling
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If I wasn't on TV & I ain't sing, huh?
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I pray before I sit with a pen & a pad
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A birth of a thought occurs & it calls me Dad
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To the universe an idea released from me
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Just a CD, nah man, a piece of me
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What you can't see is when you be dancing 'B'
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Is I asked you a question, that's how you answer me
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So when you don't dance, it be like I'm choking from cancer
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Like I wrote rancid rhymes, I can't survive
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Sure, I rationalize like, oh, I see..
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But if you don't like my cut, its like you don't like me
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Some stuff works, some works not so well
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Its like you work so hard, still get hurt like hell
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Yo, it could tear you apart
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But don't let your wins go to your heard
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Your losses go to your heart
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& if we ever get the pleasure to meet
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Be clever with it, measure what you yell in the street
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Come on...
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[CHORUS]
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Whoo, would you.....
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Whoo, could you.....
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[CHORUS]
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Could U Love Me
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| Will Smith |
