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  • Текст песни Jay-Z - Heart Of The Cit

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    Uh, uhh, listen
    First the Fat Boys break up, now every day I wake up
    Somebody got a problem with Hov'
    Whassup y'all niggaz all fed up cause I got a little cheddar
    and my records movin out the sto'?
    Young fucks spittin at me, young rappers gettin at me
    My nigga Big predicted the shit exactly
    "Mo' Money, Mo' Problems" - gotta move carefully
    Cause faggots hate when you gettin money like athletes
    Yung'uns ice-grillin me, ohh - you not feelin me?
    Fine; it cost you nothin - pay me no mind
    Look, I'm on my grind cousin, ain't got time for frontin
    Sensitive thugs, y'all all need hugs
    Damn though mans I'm just tryin do me
    If the record's two mill' I'm just tryin move three
    Get a couple of chicks, get 'em to try to do E
    Hopefully they'll menage before I reach my garage
    I don't want much, fuck I drove every car
    Some nice cooked food, some nice clean drawers
    Bird-ass niggaz I don't mean to ruffle y'all
    I know you waitin in the wing but I'm doin my thing
    Where's the love?

    "Ain't no love, in the heart of the city.."
    I said where's the love?
    "Ain't no love, in the heart of town.."
    Yeah..

    And then the Fugees gon' break up, now everyday I wake up
    Somebody got somethin to say
    What's all the fuckin fussin for? Because I'm grubbin more
    and I pack heat like I'm the oven door?
    Niggaz pray and pray on my downfall
    But everytime I hit the ground I bounce up like roundball
    Now I don't wanna have to kill sound bar
    Don't wanna have to cock back the four pound bar
    Look scrapper I got nephews to look after
    I'm not lookin at you dudes, I'm lookin past ya
    I thought I told you characters I'm not a rapper
    Can I live? I told you in ninety-six
    that I came to take this shit and I did, handle my biz
    I scramble like Randall with his
    Cunning-ham but the only thing runnin is numbers fam
    Jigga held you down six summers; damn, where's the love?

    "Ain't no love, in the heart of the city.."
    Niggaz, where's the love?
    "Ain't no love, in the heart of town.."
    Holla at me!!
    "Ain't no love" (take 'em to church) "in the heart of the city.."
    Uh, uh, uh - my nigga where's the love?
    "Ain't no love, in the heart of town.."
    Fuck

    Then Richard Pryor go and burn up, and Ike and Tina Turner break up
    Then I wake up to more bullshit
    You knew me before records, you never disrespected me
    Now that I'm successful you'll pull this shit
    Nigga I'll step on your porch, step to your boss
    Let's end the speculation, I'm talkin to alla y'all
    Males shouldn't be jealous that's a female trait
    Whatchu mad cause you push dimes and he sell weight?
    Y'all don't know my expenses, I gotta buy a bigger place
    Hehehe, and more baggies, why you all aggie?
    Nigga respect the game, that should be it
    What you eat don't make me shit - where's the love?

    Where's the love?

    "Ain't no love, in the heart of the city.."
    "Ain't no love, in the heart of town.."

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