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(feat. Daze) [Intro: Champ (sample)] (And love me) Uh, uh (Oohhwee, if ya do I'll never let ya go) Yeah, yeah, yo, yo [Champ] All I want you to do is just (love me) Yo, show me the way, look in my eyes, tell me you'll stay Cuz love is deep, I play for keeps, my heart pumps weep fo you I dont mean to cause you no trouble Already your humble, if ya willin' to bust ya bubble Ready to sit back and watch the world crumble Who the baddest, bring the madness It's the Champ and I dont need no practice and matchin what's happenin' Reppin' Venom, know I got love fo my team Rocks the World, bring it funky when I step on the scene Aint nothin' changed, still I get delf down wit the same name Guess who back, we came to change the whole game D-E-A-D-L-Y, no lie, got me bringin' tears to my eyes When I loose it, it just for the love of this music I'd abuse it, the rappin don, now it's on, show me love [Chorus: Daze] Letras de cancionesThe L, the O, the V, the E The L, the O, the V, the E One love.... [J-Boo] It be the J, B double O, got love in the hood A little drama, but it's still all good Still on the rise, still number 1 in your eyes Still rockin' my nigga Biggie baby, Hypnotize Still, Pretty Thug until the day that i die Still, Rockin the World baby, thats no lie I got love for these streets, so I'm bringing the heat Only spit that raw shit on a hardcore beat Venom, respect the name, got love for the game Ya'll chickens, ya'll wanna front? We can battle for fame Battle fo shines, let's see who spit the hottest rhyme I'm going all out, crossing the enemy line I'm going for mine, aint nothin' holdin me back Ya'll know its all about the love, don't you hear it on the track? That's the reason that I wont quit Still lovin' this shit, still in the pit baby, bangin' them hits [Chorus] [N-Tyce] Yeah, I dedicate this letter Dear hip hop, '87 '89 Few ladies rappin' who made me rhyme, paid me mine Baby wine voice, chinky eye chick, country accent Y'all like, where she from? You steady askin' Carolina jams, we ain't get it first Still livin' worse, mix your tapes that made me spit a verse In it for the thirst and hunger, I wonder Will the love keep me up in the game or under My boom box on my shoulder, ear to the speaker Peeper, pumpin MC Lyte, Monie Love and Latifah Salt-N-Pepa, Tougher Than Leather, puffin' watever I had to get something together to hunt for the chedder That's why I love my posse, my click We aint flossy and rich, ayo Storm, you just tossed me a hit Thats why I'm up in the studio, with a mic check Lights set, bottom line, N-Tyce, a tight vet [Chorus] [sample to end] From Letras Mania