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kmichael - jay z’s “heart of the city (ain't no love)” lyrics

[produced by kanye west]

[verse 1]
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 spitting at me, young rappers getting at me
my n-gga big predicted this sh-t exactly
“mo’ money, mo’ problems”- gotta move carefully
cause f-ggots hate when you getting money like athletes
young’ns ice-grilling me, ohh – you 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, y’all all need hugs
d-mn little mans i’m just trying do me
if the record’s two mil i’m just trying 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 draws
bird–ss n-ggas i don’t mean to ruffle y’all
i know you waiting in the wing but i’m doing my thing
where’s the love?

[hook]
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]
and then the fugees gonna break up, now everyday i wake up
somebody got something to say
what’s all the f-cking fussing for? because i’m grubbing 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 bwoy
look scr-pper i got nephews to look after
i’m not looking at you dudes, i’m looking 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 running is numbers fam
jigga held you down 6 summers; d-mn, where’s the love?

[hook]

[verse 3]
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 talking 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?

where’s the love?

- kmichael lyrics

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