Lyrics:

Intro:

(Yeah, Love is Love.

God is Love.) 3X



Chorus:

How beautiful Love can be /

On the streets love is hard to see /

Its a place I got to be /

Loving You is Loving Me.



How beautiful Love can be /

On the streets love is hard to see /

Gotta reach that frequency /

Loving You is Loving Me.



1st Verse:

Yeah, you know what love is /

Even found it on the ground where the thugs live /

My man had to dig deep to find his /

Couldn't sleep cause on the real he had 5 kids /

Live nigs, real niccas express and chase it /

In crap games, black dames and big faces /

Cases in court, Fam showing loving support /

You and your baby's mom thought that Love was a sport /

As men we were taught to hold it in /

That's why we don't know how ‘til we older men /

If Love is a place, Ima go again /

At least now, now I know to go within /

At times it can take ya for a spin /

Heartbreak hotel then you're home again /

I seen Love make a nicca soul pretend/

like a story that he don't want to end /



Chorus:



2nd Verse:

It's all Love where we come from /

In the hood Loved we was told to run from /

That same hood where the gun sung /

We holla Love hoping it become one /

Crack got so many lives undone /

From lack of Love many hide, some run /

I knew this girl with a son who dreamt of acting in plays /

Demonstration with a man had her trapped in a maze /

Tryin to find herself to regain much of that she had gave /

Love can free us to which some react as a slave /

Funny, we love em more when they relaxed in a grave /

Wonder if a thug is raw, or is he acting afraid? /

Everybody loves somebody but I attract shade /

Heard of the love of money, but compassionate pays /

Talk about it with my youth so she understand /

What it is to be loved by a man. (Unnh!)



Chorus:



3rd Verse:

Some say that I'm a dreamer cause I talk about it often /

Seen the hardest niccas soften with his homie in a coffin /

We walk in, stand and fall in it /

With the right companion, we all in it /

Mary sang a song about it /

Having broad limits in the game of life /

It's the scrimmage /

Reminiscing on letters I wrote in my small days /

A letter to the people.. “Love always”!!



Chorus:



Outtro 4X

Love is Love

Love your Mother.

Love your Sister

God is Love

Love your Father

Love your Brother

God is Love.

Love is Love.