Uh, uhh, listen
First the Fat Boys break up, now every day I wake up
Somebody got a problem with Hov
Whassup yall 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
Yunguns ice-grillin me, ohh - you not feelin me?
Fine; it cost you nothin - pay me no mind
Look, Im on my grind cousin, aint got time for frontin
Sensitive thugs, yall all need hugs
Damn though mans Im just tryin do me
If the records two mill Im just tryin move three
Get a couple of chicks, get em to try to do E
Hopefully theyll menage before I reach my garage
I dont want much, fuck I drove every car
Some nice cooked food, some nice clean drawers
Bird-ass niggaz I dont mean to ruffle yall
I know you waitin in the wing but Im doin my thing
Wheres the love?

"Aint no love, in the heart of the city.."
I said wheres the love?
"Aint 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
Whats all the fuckin fussin for? Because Im grubbin more
and I pack heat like Im the oven door?
Niggaz pray and pray on my downfall
But everytime I hit the ground I bounce up like roundball
Now I dont wanna have to kill sound(?)
Dont wanna have to cock back the four pound bar
Look scrapper I got nephews to look after
Im not lookin at you dudes, Im lookin past ya
I thought I told you characters Im 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 runnin is numbers fam
Jigga held you down six summers; damn, wheres the love?

"Aint no love, in the heart of the city.."
Niggaz, wheres the love?
"Aint no love, in the heart of town.."
Holla at me!!
"Aint no love" (take em to church) "in the heart of the city.."
Uh, uh, uh - my nigga wheres the love?
"Aint 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 Im successful youll pull this shit
Nigga Ill step on your porch, step to your boss
Lets end the speculation, Im talkin to alla yall
Males shouldnt be jealous thats a female trait
Whatchu mad cause you push dimes and he sell weight?
Yall dont 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 dont make me shit - wheres the love?

Wheres the love?

"Aint no love, in the heart of the city.."
"Aint no love, in the heart of town.."
"Aint no love, in the heart of the city.."
"Aint no love, in the heart of town.."
"Aint no love, in the heart of the city.."
"Aint no love, in the heart of town.."

"Aint no love.."