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jay-z – heart of the city (ain’t no love) lyrics

[produced by kanye west]

[verse 1: jay z]
first the fat boys break up, now every day i wake up
somebody got a problem with hov
what’s up? you n-ggas all fed up ‘cause i got a little cheddar
and my record’s movin’ out the store?
young f-cks spittin’ at me, young rappers gettin’ at me
my n-gga big predicted this sh-t exactly
“mo’ money, mo’ problems” – gotta move carefully
‘cause f-ggots hate when you gettin’ money like athletes
youngins ice-grillin’ me — oh, 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
d-mn, little mans, i’m just tryin’ do me
if the record’s two mil i’m just tryin’ move three
get a couple of chicks, get ’em to try to do e
hopefully they’ll ménage before i reach my garage
i don’t want much, f-ck, i drove every car
some nice cooked food, some nice clean drawers
bird–ss n-ggas, 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?

[hook: bobby bland + jay z]
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

[verse 2: jay z]
and then the fugees gonna break up
now everyday i wake up, somebody got somethin’ to say
what’s all the f-ckin’ fussin’ for?
because i’m grubbin’ more and i pack heat like i’m the oven door?
n-ggas pray and pray on my downfall
but every time i hit the ground i bounce up like roundball
now, i don’t wanna have to k!ll soundboys
don’t wanna have to c-ck back the four pound bar
look, scr-pper, 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 ’96 that i came to take this sh-t
and i did handle my biz, i scramble like randall with his
cunningham, but the only thing runnin’ is numbers, fam
jigga held you down six summers, d-mn, where’s the love?

[hook: bobby bland + jay z]
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

[verse 3: jay z]
then richard pryor gon’ and burn up
and ike and tina turner break up
then i wake up to more bullsh-t
you knew me before records, you never disrespected me
now that i’m successful you’ll pull this sh-t
n-gga, i’ll step on your porch, step to your boss
let’s end the speculation, i’m talkin’ to all of y’all
males shouldn’t be jealous, that’s a female trait
what, you mad ‘cause you push dimes and he sell weight?
y’all don’t know my expenses, i gotta buy bigger plates
hehehe, and more baggies — why you all aggie?
n-gga, respect the game, that should be it
what you eat don’t make me sh-t; where’s the love?

[hook: bobby bland + jay z]
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

- jay z lyrics

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