Ain't No Love

(Ain't love in the heart of the city) --> Bobby Bland
 [ Verse 1 - Larry-O ]
 Gun claps erupt from the back alley way
 The heat in the streets stress a nigga every day
 Cops raid blocks like scenes from Red Dawn
 The American Dream in the ghetto is more gall
 I knew this kid cold out of luck
 No loot or nothing, you know that other fuck-up
 Well, if I ain't got, I'ma take
 I got a burner in your face, son, ain't no escape
 from the mental prison that I'm in
 I want to break out but I'm committin mad sins
 We got the city under siege, how
 Gang-land style, juveniles running wild
 Niggaz come, niggaz go, niggaz die
 My man could've been a ball-player but he gettin' high
 It's dangerous out here, son
 'cause yo, the average motherfucker's living under the gun
 [ Verse 2 - Larry-O ]
 My peoples in the streets is dying, son
 Coke is a commodity and so is the gun
 It's time to cultivate a plan that's guaranteed to hit
 Flips some cook-up, stack a 100 thou and quit
 My 9 to 5 ain't saying shit
 Niggaz' joints are too mean and hoes are too thick
 So now I gotta locate my click
 And rise to the top till the cream turn thick
 I'm working with rocks, lives are stopped
 Rebels breaking pebbles and mobilizing all blocks
 Undercover Rockefellas get paid
 Dope lines be long, yo, the loot be minute-made
 It's ill when you think about the plot
 When playing in the game is designed to get us knocked
 What's my attitude when I see a jake drop
 Buck, buck, buck and you don't stop
 [ Verse 3 - Larry-O ]
 No turning back now, progression can't stop
 It's like everytime I look up my neck be on the chopping block
 A kid got murdered for a ring
 Beef throughout the street be like a everyday thing
 A warzone with gunfire sounds
 We gunnin each other down like motherfucking killer clowns
 Living conditions is out of order
 A shorty slaughtered her daughter 'cause she couldn't support her
 Yo, niggaz be making big bets
 Clowns with short paper get killed for big debts
 And little shorties on cellular phones
 Knots with rubber-bands, rims dipped in chrome
 How long does the good shit last?
 Niggaz that die young be niggaz that live fast
 I dropped a gem and hit you off with the deal
 I only live one way and that's motherfucking real