Don't Need Your Love The Game, Faith Evans

[00:07.17] Yo Havoc, I'm too close to the edge on this one nigga
[00:09.83] I ain't gon' jump though, I'ma keep it raw gutter
[00:12.50] Yo Prodigy, you know I need you on this one nigga
[00:16.17] I got shit on my chest, I must confess
[00:18.85] Last night I was the nigga that shot up your projects
[00:21.52] Now I'm back in the hood, with rocks in the Pyrex
[00:25.20] Tan khakis and them Nike Airs with the dyed checks
[00:27.95] I was forced to live this life, forced to bust my chrome
[00:30.61] My pops left me in a foster home
[00:33.37] I felt abandoned like Quik now that Mausberg gone
[00:36.01] So I don't hop in the SS without the Mossberg homes
[00:38.76] I've been rappin for a year and a half, my life is real
[00:41.48] Put the gun in his mouth, he gon' bite the steel
[00:44.19] Come to Compton, I got stripes for real
[00:46.87] Before Dre, before the ice, before the deal - I was almost killed
[00:50.50] Like 'Pac before the Death Row deal
[00:52.33] I got shot over two pounds of weed, still ain't found them niggaz
[00:55.91] But karma come quicker for a nigga on the other side of the gun
[00:59.51] That's somethin I gotta teach my son
[01:01.38] I don't need your love, no no no no
[01:04.90] I don't need your love
[01:07.65] Need it, I don't want it, I don't need it
[01:12.15] I don't need your love, no I don't need your love
[01:18.46] I don't need your love
[01:19.35] Cause, the, game, don't, change
[01:22.08] I heard they got Bloods in New York now
[01:25.62] Red rags in Uptown Harlem now, I need that love
[01:29.22] Front court at the Knicks game, new chick, French name
[01:32.83] New car, new house, and sometimes friends change
[01:35.58] And you don't need that love, when you G's like us
[01:38.33] And your Jesus piece is sim-u-lar to Biggie's
[01:41.00] And your life story is sim-u-lar to 50's
[01:42.82] First they hate you, then they love you, then they hate you again
[01:44.63] What the fuck do it take for a gangsta to win?
[01:51.88] No mics, no +Unsigned Hype+, nigga *FUCK* The Source
[01:52.77] Plus them awards I don't need
[01:53.65] And them niggaz breathin the same air as me, actin like they don't bleed
[01:57.29] We don't drive the same speed, this a Continental T
[01:59.93] That's a case of Armadale, this a continental suite
[02:03.57] So I'ma drown in my own sorrows
[02:06.26] Live life, fuck tomorrow, nigga cause reality is
[02:31.55] I was gassed up, Murder Inc., Roc-A-Fella passed up
[02:34.23] Sat in Daddy's House with Black Rob and Lou and asked Puff
[02:36.96] Now The Game set in stone, the Frank Muniz set in stones
[02:40.54] Dre cut me a check, I'm gone
[02:42.30] Tryin to be the king of the streets, niggaz'll wet your throne
[02:45.06] But I got nieces to feed, two coasts to please
[02:47.77] So I roam through the city like the ghost of E
[02:51.31] Gotta put Compton back where it's 'sposed to be
[02:54.08] Nuttin between all my niggaz that's close to me
[02:56.75] In the streets with two fellas packin toast for me
[02:59.41] I'm 'posed to be, got all the critics watchin my pivot
[03:02.13] On my block in the Coupe readin kites from prison
[03:04.81] I got niggaz doin life in prison
[03:07.57] All my fallen soldiers is one of the reasons we pour out liquor
[03:11.19] So this song is for Ms. Wallace, Afeni Shakur
[03:13.89] And all the mothers of dead sons that went out in the war
[03:17.59] X2
[04:16.12]