Love's Gonna Get'cha (Material Love)

[Intro]
 You know, that's why, man, I be tellin' you all the time.
 Ya know, "love." That word "love" is a very serious thing.
 And if you don't watch, I tell ya that (love's gonna get you, love's gonna get you)
 Because a lot of people out here, they say "I love my car,"
 Or, "I love my chain"
 Or, or, "I'm just in love with that girl over there.
 So, for all those people out there that fall in love with material items,
 We gonna bump the beat a little some'n like this
 [Verse 1]
 I'm in junior high with a B+ grade
 At the end of day, I don't hit the arcade
 I walk to school from my mom's apartment
 I gotta tell the suckas every day, "Don't start it!"
 'Cause where I'm at, if you're soft, you're lost
 To stay on course means to roll with boss
 A boy named Rob is chillin' in a Benz
 In front of my building with the rest of his friends
 I give him a pounce, oh, I mean, I shake his hand
 He's the neighborhood drug dealer, my man
 I go upstairs and hug my mother, kiss my sister, and punch my brother
 I sit down on my bed to watch some TV *rapid gunshots*
 Do my ears deceive me?
 Nope, that's the fourth time this week
 Another fast brother shot dead in the middle of the street
 The very next day while I'm off to class,
 My moms go to work cold bustin' her a**
 My sister's cute, but she got no gear
 I got three pairs of pants that with my brother I share
 So we're in school, so I'm made a fool
 With one and a half pairs of pants, you ain't cool
 But there's no dollars for nothin' else
 I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf
 Every day, I see my mother strugglin'
 Now it's time; I got to do some'n
 I look for work; I get dissed like a jerk
 I do oddjobs and come home like a sob
 So here comes Rob; his gold is shimmery
 He gives two hundred for a quick delivery
 I do it once; I do it twice
 Now there's steak with the beans and rice
 My mother's nervous 'cause she knows the deal
 My sister's gear now has sex appeal
 My brother's my partner and gettin' paper
 Three months later, we run our own caper
 My family's happy; everything is new
 Now tell me what the f*** am I supposed to do?
 That's why
 [Continuous chorus with KRS speaking]
 Love's gonna get you
 Love's gonna get you
 Love's gonna get you
 Love, love's gonna get you
 You fools, you fall in love with your chain
 You fall in love with your car
 Love's gonna sneak right up and snuff you from behind
 So, I want you to check this story out
 As we go down the line (line, line, line, line...)
 (Let us move on)
 [Verse 2]
 Money's flowin'; everything is fine
 Got myself a Uzi and my brother a 9
 Business is boomin', everything is cool
 I pull about a G a week, f*** school
 A year goes by and I begin to grow
 Not in height, but juice and cash flow
 I kick up my feet and begin to watch TV
 'Cause now I got other people workin' for me
 I got a 55-inch television, ya know
 And every once in a while, I hear "Just Say No"
 Or, the other commercial I love, love
 It's when they say "This is your brain on drugs"
 I pick up my remote control and just turn
 'Cause with that bullsh**, I'm not concerned
 See me and my brother jump in the BM
 Drivin' around our territory again
 I stop at the light like a superstar *rapid gunfire*
 And automatic weapons close-sprayed my car
 I hit the accelerator scared as sh**
 And drive one block to find my brother was hit
 He wasn't dead, but the blood was pourin'
 And all I could think about was warrin'
 Later I found that it was Rob and his crew
 Now tell me what the f*** am I supposed to do?
 Ya know, that's why...
 [Continuous chorus with KRS speaking]
 Love's gonna get you
 Love's gonna get you
 Love's gonna get you
 Love, love's gonna get you [3X]
 That word "love" is very, very serious
 Very addictive
 (Let us move on)
 [Verse 3]
 My brother's out of it, but I'm still in it
 On top of that, I'm in it to win it
 I can't believe that Rob would dis' me
 That faggot, that punk, he's soft, a sissy
 I'm drivin' around now with three of my guys
 The war is on, and I'm on the rise
 We roll right up to his favorite hangout,
 Said hello, and then the bullets rang out
 Some fired back, so we took cover
 And all I could think about was my brother
 Rob jumped up and began to run
 Bustin' shots, hopin' to hit someone
 So I just stopped and let off three shots *three rapid shots*
 Two hit him, and one hit a cop
 I threw the gun down and began to shout,
 "Come on, I got him! It's time to break out"
 But as we ran, there were the boys in blue
 Pointin' their guns at my four-man crew
 They shot down one, they shot down two
 Now tell me what the f*** am I suppossed to do?
 [Continuous chorus with KRS speaking]
 Love's gonna get you
 Love's gonna get you
 Love's gonna get you
 Love, love's gonna get you [3X]
 (Let us move on)
 [Chorus stops]
 You know, a lot of people think that word "love" is real soft.
 But when you use it in your vocabulary like you're addicted to it,
 It sneaks right up and takes you right out, out, out, out...
 So, for future reference, it's alright to like or want a material item.
 But when you fall in love with it, and you start scheming and carrying on to for it, just remember... it's gonna [get] you
 [Chorus picks up as rapid gunfire rings out]