Uh  uh  listen
First the Fat Boys break up  now every day I wake up
Somebody got a problem with Hov'
What's up you all niggas all fed up 'cause I got a little cheddar
And my records moving out the store

Young f**ks spitting at me  young rappers getting at me
My nigga Big predicted the shit exactly

"More money  more problems" - gotta move carefully

'Cause faggots hate when you getting money like athletes
Yung'uns ice-grilling me  oh - you're not feeling me

Fine; it cost you nothing - pay me no mind
Look  I'm on my grind cousin  ain't got time for fronting

Sensitive thugs  you all need hugs

Damn though mans I'm just trying do me
If the record's two mill I'm just trying 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  f**k I drove every car

Some nice cooked food  some nice clean drawers

Bird-ass niggas I don't mean to ruffle you all
I know you're waiting in the wing but I'm doing 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 Fugee's gonna break up  now everyday I wake up
Somebody got something to say

What's all the f**king fussing for  Because I'm grubbing more
And I pack heat like I'm the oven door

Niggas 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 southpaw

Don't wanna have to cock back the four pound bar

Look scrapper I got nephews to look after
I'm not looking at you dudes  I'm looking past you
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
Cunningham but the only thing running is numbers fam

Jigga held you down six summers; damn  where's the love

"Ain't no love  in the heart of the city  "
Niggas  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  "
F**k

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 talking to all you

Males shouldn't be jealous that's a female trait
Watch you mad 'cause you push dimes and he sell weight

You 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  "
"Ain't no love  in the heart of the city  "

"Ain't no love  in the heart of town  "

"Ain't no love  in the heart of the city  "

"Ain't no love  in the heart of town  "
"Ain't no love  "