One Love - Clean Album Version

What up, kid? I know sh- is rough doing your bid

When the cops came you shoulda slid to my crib

F- it, black, no time for looking back, it's done

Plus, congratulations, you know you got a son

I heard he looks like ya, why don't your lady write ya?

Told her she should visit, that's when she got hyper

Flipping, talking about he acts too rough

He didn't listen, he be riffing while I'm telling him stuff

I was like, "Yeah," shorty don't care, she a snake too

F- with them n- from that fake crew that hate you

But yo, guess who got sh- in the dome-piece?

Jerome's niece, on her way home from Jones Beach

It's bugged, plus little Rob is selling - on the dime

Hanging out with young thugs that all carry -

And night time is more trife than ever

What up with Cormega? Did you see him? Are y'all together?

If so, then hold the fort down, represent to the fullest

Say what's up to Herb, Ice and Bullet

I left a half a hundred in your commissary

You was my n- when push came to shove

(One what?) One love!

One love, one love, one love, one love

One love, one love, one love, one love

One love, one love, one love, one love

One love, one love, one love, one love

Dear Born, you'll be out soon, stay strong

Out in New York the same sh- is going on

The crackheads stalking, loudmouths is talking

Hold, check out the story yesterday when I was walking

That n- you shot last year tried to appear

Like he hurting something

Word to mother, I heard him fronting

And he be pumping on your block

Your man gave him your -

And now they run together, what up, son? Whatever

Since I'm on the streets I'ma put it to a cease

But I heard you blew a n- with a ox for the phone piece

Wilding on the Island, but now in Elmira

Better chill, 'cause them n- will put that a- on fire

Last time you wrote you said they tried you in the showers

But maintain, when you come home the corner's ours

On the reals, all these crab n- know the deal

When we start the revolution all they probably do is squeal

But chill, see you on the next V-I

I gave your mom dukes loot for kicks, plus sent you flicks

Your brother's buckwilding in 4-Main, he wrote me

He might beat his case, 'til he come home I'll play it lowkey

So stay civilized, time flies

Though incarcerated your mind dies

I hate it when your moms cries

It kinda makes me want to murder, for reala

I even got a mask and gloves to bust -, but one love

One love, one love, one love, one love

One love, one love, one love, one love

One love, one love, one love, one love

One love, one love, one love, one love

Sometimes I sit back with a Buddha sack

Mind's in another world, thinking

"How can we exist through the facts?"

Written in school Text books, Bibles, et cetera

F- a school lecture, the lies get me vexed-er

So I be ghost from my projects

I take my pen and pad for the weekend

Hitting L's while I'm sleeping

A two-day stay, you may say I need the time alone

To relax my dome, no phone, left the 9 at home

You see the streets had me stressed something terrible

F- with the corners have a n- up in Bellevue

Or HDM, hit with numbers from eight to 10

A future in a maximum state pen is grim

So I comes back home, nobody's out but Shorty Doo-Wop

Rollin' two phillies together, in the Bridge we call 'em "oo-wops"

He said, "Nas, n- caught me busting off the roof

So I wear a bulletproof and pack a black -"

He inhaled so deep, shut his eyes like he was sleep

Started coughing, one eye peeked to watch me speak

I sat back like The Mack, my army suit was black

We was chillin' on these -

Where he pumped his loose cracks

I took the L when he passed it, this little bastard

Keeps me blasted and starts talking mad sh-

I had to school him, told him don't let n- fool him

'Cause when the - blows

The one that's murdered be the cool one

Tough luck when n- are struck, families f- up

Coulda caught your man, but didn't look when you bucked up

Mistakes happen, so take heed, never bust up

At the crowd, catch him solo, make the right man bleed

Shorty's laugh was cold-blooded as he spoke so foul

Only 12, trying to tell me that he liked my style

Then I rose, wiping the - ash from my clothes

Then froze, only to blow the herb smoke through my nose

And told my little man I'ma ghost, I broze

Left some jewels in his skull that he can sell if he chose

Words of wisdom from Nas: try to rise up above

Keep an eye out for Jake, Shorty Wop, one love

One love, one love, one love, one love

One love, one love, one love, one love

To all my n- locked up

From Queensbridge and all over

To my man Goon, one love

To my man Herb, one love

To my man Lake Gucciano, one love

Can't forget my motherf- heart, Big Bo, one love

To Oogie, yeah, one love