Love Is The Message

Can you see what I'm seeing Or are you distracted by the poverty-stricken streets of deep depression that we in? I see survivors of the worst conditions to be in You see deceit and the demons, the the death and the grieving No place to raise a seed in But the rose still grow through the crack left in the cement Just as pleasant as Eden, where wonder succeed in greeting Oppression's the reason people unite Even give they life expressing what they believe in Hang on close to the real ones Hold 'em up high, ride 'til we die Love is the message Look, black on black, pockets fat Hopping out the seven-strap Walk up to the club, don't pat me down, they just pat my back (uh) All my niggas got chains on and we thick as fuck Add a dress code, but brush the dough 'cause we don't give a fuck (uh-huh) Standing on the couch, just popping bottles, smoking weed When you see them hoes flocking then that's how you know it's me I got power in these streets Big balls, bots, and briefs Like Agadir, P-R-E-Zs and these expensive-ass jeans Yeah, and I'ma beast off in them sheets So if I pull then I'm gon' squeeze As soon as I come then I'm gon' leave As soon as I'm done then I'm gon' be Back on my grind, back on these beats 'Cause I could never be a nigga that had it Lost it, and end up back in the streets Nuh-uh, so it's all money until I'm R.I.p And in my city, nigga, I am he And we are the O-N-E-S We bang hard like the drums on the beat Nip Hussle (ay, let's go) Keep your ear to the street, nigga Hang on close to the real ones Tomorrow don't make no promises (promises, no) Showing them 'til the day comes Hold 'em up high, ride 'til we die Love is the message Block music, tennis shoes, and the war One false move, that's an interview with the Lord The fly general, screw face, scriber of the tablets What's a piece of metal to a magnet? What's puppy love to a marriage? What's a charm to a chain of medallions? What's a scammer to a hustler up for the challenge? Another cup for you to pour me in I put the archetype on display inside the auditorium This right here is recorded history You got the God, Nipsey, Rakim, and Planet Asia off the whiskey Tipsy on this dead culture, which is my way of life I live it then unite in a state of extortion Head on the swivel, my enemies loco But I was blessed with the same power as Simeon Toko The hip-hop Sheikh Amadou Bamba And, yo, the trinity is me, my mother, and my father regardless (hang on) Hang on close to the real ones Tomorrow don't make no promises (promises, no) Showing them 'til the day comes (you gotta show them) Hold 'em up high, ride 'til we die (yeah) Love is the message (look) These affirmations, I'm the dragon slayer Crawling out the dragon's lair, unscathed, web3 I don't sell my music for no chump change One song, moving six figures off of one day What I need a record label for? I'm on the front page Paid in full, rock the godfather of the wavy flow Grenade, blaze, radio for change, blaze, stay the flow (yo) Waiting in the water, drown eternally, parade the coast (yeah) Back 'em down and play the post (look) Get back in town and fade alone (whoop) When it come to the message (c'mon) Stress it, hip-hop, my love language (yeah) All that for one message (one) Don't blink for one second (whoop) I'm gone where I'm headed (whoop) Not a fader, the long was present (whoop) Strong 'cause I'm going where they come I was raised up a phase, never calm, I'm a weapon I belong with the legends I wrote your favorite rapper verse But the reference was more authentic (yeah) Ain't about the mentions, I told you, it's 'bout the message (message) Drop my daughter in the classroom and hop on a plane Give her a kiss, tell her I love her and I'll be back again It's Louis Hang on close to the real ones Tomorrow don't make no promises (oh, promises, no) Showing them 'til the day comes Hold 'em up high, ride 'til we die Love is the message One time for the real ones Keep your head up high It's for the ones who didn't make it We gon' blaze all night Can't show no love no more These streets ain't safe for you and me Thank God we blessed one more Thank God we blessed one more Hang on close to the real ones (look up in the sky) Tomorrow don't make no promises (we are two, I am the one) Showing them 'til the day comes (look up in the sky) Hold 'em up high, ride 'til we die (we are two, I am the one) Love is the message If I wasn't Snoop Dogg, I wouldn't mind being Rakim