[Intro, KRS-One]
You know, that's why, man, I've been telling you all the time, and you know, love, that word 'love' is a very serious thing, and if you don't watch out, I tell you that
(Love's gonna get you, love's gonna get you, love's gonna get you)
Because a lot of people out here, they say, "I love my car" or "I love my chain", or, or, "I'm just in love with that girl over there", so for all the people out there that fall in love with a material item, we're gonna pump the beat a little something like this:
[Verse 1]
I'm in junior high with a B plus grade
At the end of the day I don't hit the arcade
I walk from school to my mom's apartment
I got to tell the suckas everyday "Don't start it!"
'Cause where I'm at if you're soft you're lost
To stay on course means to roll with force
A boy named Rob, is chillin' in a Benz
In front of my building with the rest of his friends
I give him a pound, oh I mean I shake his hand
He's the neighborhood drug dealer, my man
I go upstair and hug my mother
Kiss my sister, and punch my brother
I sit down on my bed, to watch some TV
*machine gun fire* Do my ears deceive me?
Nope, that's the fourth time this week
Another fast brother shot dead in the street
The very next day while I'm off to class
My moms goes to work cold bustin' her ass
My sister's cute but she got no gear
I got three pairs of pants and with my brother I share
See there in school, see I'm made a fool
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool
But there's no dollars for nothing else
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf
Everyday I see my mother strugglin'
Now it's time, I've got to do something
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery
I do it once, I do it twice
Now there's steak with the beans and rice
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal
My sister's gear now has sex appeal
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper
Three months later we run our own caper
My family's happy everything is new
Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?
You know, that's why, man, I've been telling you all the time, and you know, love, that word 'love' is a very serious thing, and if you don't watch out, I tell you that
(Love's gonna get you, love's gonna get you, love's gonna get you)
Because a lot of people out here, they say, "I love my car" or "I love my chain", or, or, "I'm just in love with that girl over there", so for all the people out there that fall in love with a material item, we're gonna pump the beat a little something like this:
[Verse 1]
I'm in junior high with a B plus grade
At the end of the day I don't hit the arcade
I walk from school to my mom's apartment
I got to tell the suckas everyday "Don't start it!"
'Cause where I'm at if you're soft you're lost
To stay on course means to roll with force
A boy named Rob, is chillin' in a Benz
In front of my building with the rest of his friends
I give him a pound, oh I mean I shake his hand
He's the neighborhood drug dealer, my man
I go upstair and hug my mother
Kiss my sister, and punch my brother
I sit down on my bed, to watch some TV
*machine gun fire* Do my ears deceive me?
Nope, that's the fourth time this week
Another fast brother shot dead in the street
The very next day while I'm off to class
My moms goes to work cold bustin' her ass
My sister's cute but she got no gear
I got three pairs of pants and with my brother I share
See there in school, see I'm made a fool
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool
But there's no dollars for nothing else
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf
Everyday I see my mother strugglin'
Now it's time, I've got to do something
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery
I do it once, I do it twice
Now there's steak with the beans and rice
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal
My sister's gear now has sex appeal
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper
Three months later we run our own caper
My family's happy everything is new
Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?
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