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How beautiful love can be |
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On the streets love is hard to see |
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It's a place I got to be |
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Loving you is loving me |
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How beautiful love can be |
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On the streets love is hard to see |
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Gotta reach that frequency |
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Loving you is loving me |
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Yeah, you know what love is |
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Even found it on the ground where the thugs live |
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My man had to dig deep to find his |
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Couldn't sleep 'cause on the real he had five kids |
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Live nig's, real niggas express and taste it |
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At crap games, black dames and big faces |
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Cases in court, fam' showin' love and support |
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You and your baby's mom thought that love was a sport |
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As men we were taught to hold it in |
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That's why we don't know how 'til we're older men |
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If love is a place I'ma go again |
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At least now, now I know to go within |
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At time it can take ya for a spin |
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Heartbreak hotel then you're home again |
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I've seen love make a nigga soul pretend |
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Like a story that he don't want to end |
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Yo |
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How beautiful love can be |
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On the streets love is hard to see |
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It's a place I got to be |
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Loving you is loving me |
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How beautiful love can be |
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On the streets love is hard to see |
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Gotta reach that frequency |
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Loving you is loving me |
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It's all love where we come from |
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In the hood love we was told to run from |
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That same hood where the guns sung |
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We holla love, hopin' it would come one |
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Crack got so many lives undone |
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From lack of love many hide some run |
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I knew this girl with a son who dreamt of actin' in plays |
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Demonstration with her man had her trapped in a maze |
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Tryin' to find herself again, much of that she'd have gave |
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Love can free us, to it some of us react as a slave |
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Funny, we love 'em more when they're relaxed in a grave |
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Wonder if a thug is raw, is he actin' afraid? |
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Everybody loves sun, why do I attract shade? |
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Heard of the love of money, but compassion it pays |
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Talk about it with my youth so she'd understand |
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What it is to be loved by a man |
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Uh |
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How beautiful love can be |
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On the streets love is hard to see |
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It's a place I got to be |
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Loving you is loving me |
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How beautiful love can be |
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On the streets love is hard to see |
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Gotta reach that frequency |
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Loving you is loving me |
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Some say that I'm a dreamer 'cause I talk about it often |
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Seen the hardest nigga soften wit' his homie in a coffin |
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We walk and stand in, fall in it |
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With the right companion we all in it |
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Mary sang a song about it, having broad limits |
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In the game of life, it's the scrim age |
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Reminiscing on letters I wrote in my small days |
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A letter to the people, love always |
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Yeah |
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How beautiful love can be |
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On the streets love is hard to see |
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It's a place I got to be |
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Loving you is loving me |
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How beautiful love can be |
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On the streets love is hard to see |
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Gotta reach that frequency |
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Loving you is loving me |