No Love

歌詞

We're gonna do it like We're gonna do it like we're supposed to do it CHORUS: Don't nobody got no love for Smith There ain't no peace, there ain't no justice And it seems like much of a muchness But right now I really couldn't care much less (repeat 2x) [Verse 1] I'm the lost, the found, The good penny, the bad pound Getting me down? That's the reason for me dancin' I shake my tush to the pictures in the music Immune to the decadence, I found some meaning Places I've been in, slapping the demons, Cleansin' the heathens, Lands End to St. Stephen's Rhyme with no reason, son of the 5th season Soon as I'm on the case, soon as I'm leaving, Artisan outlaw, long-time looney Black George Clooney, moody in the midnight 15 tablets, check my prescription I seen these shrinks and they say I'm too pristine I said I'm too sta-quo with a government health risk See my todger with the luminous piss [CHORUS] [Verse 2] Wayward son of a Johnson, no Charlie, no Bronson Steady we on some, lookin' to lump sum, Pull up a gumption, thanks for your function There ain't no assumption She said me no son, please bring the lotion For good body touching with the good body motion Bitter or habitual Flinging my bling-bling, this my inkling, to walk with the in-thing Outernational ghetto, hoo-rah Big time passion, splash the hoopla Cigars on push bikes, first-class flights First-class trains, people look at me strange They don't know my name but they know my pain Cause I'm the stupid in the corner getting steadily canded [CHORUS] [Verse 3] As the hip-hop Holy Ghost touchs my spirit I'm spiritually uplifted, that's what the punches did And now I'm known and I'm prone to the feeling of havin' a buff pocket but still wanna kill all in my family Idiot life, you shoulda taught me better From the very first day, when I very first met ya I seen the trends, the fads and the phases, The (whole host of points of view? / the old host of 'Points Of View'?) brought to the stages The sound of 'P' made me feel more conscious Tuned up my mind to the systems design, but Those were the days, the era of "yester" Now the whole scene's progressed to pimps and OG's Now I'm the fogey kickin the bogey, With nothing in between and no place for me Yes I'll take to the trends and split the cliches I'm a pimpernel man, UVA, Defender of the soul peeing soul decay Cause everybody... CHORUS OUT