(Puff talking)
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See, I want to get back to the love
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Let's start love over, come on
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Chorus (Carl Thomas)
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Let's start love over
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Back to the way things were
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Forget about them
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Cause all we got is us
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We can make it
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Sad if we try
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I want to start love over
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Let's make it do or die
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(Stylez)
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When I was nine years old
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I realized there was a road
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At the end I would win lots of pots of gold
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Days, when I used to have my play clothes on
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I would make up my rhymes the middle of Voltron
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But you've learned what the herbs do
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Breaking curfew
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Hit the park when it's dark, make it stand like a podium
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Niggas had a box and a strip of linoleum
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Some break a boogie but those that don't
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Was usually a fighter
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Rollin' easy riders
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Sending people to the store for a soda and a lighter
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A real cool cat that would let you keep a dollar
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But now things change and it's the days of tomorrow
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Little kids is big now
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They'll push your wig now
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Can't send them to the store
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But you can send them for roll
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And put them on my vine
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And give them one big push for all mankind
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Chorus
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(Jadakiss)
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People still taking rapping for a joke
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A passing hope
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Or a phrase with a rope
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What ever happened to the caddies, white walls, and spokes?
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Crates of records, turntables, plenty of folks
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Remember playing in the streets, touch football
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Look y'all
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Somebody get mad and bounce with they football
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Twenty four hour block parties
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Everybody on the block pissing you a dark hardy
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Adults used to think I was scheming
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But I was dreaming to one day make a hot album and have 'em all fiendin'
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Now everytime that I rhyme I can tell that you like it
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Be nursing the tunes like the mind of a psychic
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Your mind is weary, floating like a dove
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Sweating and things, like you were making love
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Control the crowd so they can accept it
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Total concentration is the perfect method
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Bridge (looped while Puff talks)
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Where's the love?
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Somebody tell me
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Where's the love?
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Because we want to know
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(Puff talking)
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I remember everybody I loved, everybody
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It wasn't always player hating
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There wasn't jealousy and all this envy
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It was the love
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(Sheek)
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Ayo hip hop
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Set out in the park
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What?
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We used to do it out in the dark
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All night long till the cops made us go
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Or till somebody's moms pulled the extension cord from the window
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Lees on, thinking you fresh
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Trying to impress
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Shorty with the baby hair pushed down on her forehead
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Ponytail swaying, she hot
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Standing like she bull legged, but she not
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You remember the days?
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That's when crack was affecting blacks like that
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Just drink some Valentine Ale, little reefer
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Friday night, go check out Star Child at the theater
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That's all corrupt
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Over rap you might get bust
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Say the wrong thing
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End up in a permanent sling
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Went from shelltops to hollowtops
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Used to rock the bus stop
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Now we electric slide from the cops
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Want some veterans in this
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That ain't keeping it real
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Now with God we chill over a record deal
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Always the good ones to go
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Never your enemies die
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Till this day I wonder why they took my man B.I.
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No time to yell rhymes in the microphone
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Take this more serious than just a poem
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Rock party to party
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While you're out the door
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But tear it up yo, let's start love over
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Chorus
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Bridge x2
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Let's Start Rap Over
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The LOX |