Luyện nghe bài hát If You Got Love

{*Pete Rock scratches various samples at the
[Verse
I used to be a of shit 'til I dropped it, (?) convict
Straight projects, prophets, the object
Hunger pains spit the beef out, I the teeth out
We Non Phixion, up in the club with out
No doubt, insanity the motive, I'm never
Body strapped with explosives, suicide bat ya poseurs
rock Tachini tops and arm holsters
Lookin like feds in posters, devils and
I got a lot of love, but if you hate, I got a lot of guns
You want I got a lot of drugs, it's kinda bugged
the way the world can make a man turn savage
I try to be peaceful but the prefer madness
And I'm a business man, supply and
Make you feel like when your fam get in a shootout and man die in your hands
Most dangerous rap group, any that I ask you
Thug be the answer to the question that's the

If you got love for mom - that's Non Phixion
If you got love for your dogs - that's Non
If you got for the Gods - that's Non Phixion
That's Non Phixion - What? That's Non Phixion
If you got love for your peice - Non Phixion
If you got love for seeds - that's Non Phixion
If you got for the streets - that's Non Phixion
What? That's Non Phixion - That's Non Phixion
Two]
BK to Mount Vernon, non-stop
I a lot of people, I "Reminisce" with Pete Rock
Gunnin public housing, some brothers never get out
I got love for my dawgs, now it's time to the fuck out
We pealed out, that's when I out, three on the hip
I don't bars, I spit scars, shit that I live
And all you platinum cats, I'm about to run in ya
We all about food, belly up, two in ya
Ain't doin a nah I'd rather hang from a sheet
It's all son, prove and let my man speak
Truth is, you never when it's your time to go
We all famous and we got files, lettin you

[Verse
Aiyyo I seen it all what the truth should be to what the truth is
I think America been tryin to kill me for two
But I'm still alive, under heavy surveillance
Eyes be some ol' cameras, platinum gangster anthems
Make the world wanna grab the magnum and
All we got is us, our family's the one we trust
Chronic and coke, smoke spearmints, study
Dope in the heroin syringe when you hearin
I'm like a near death
I open up your eyes and your minds to the lies they be us
If we don't kill them, they us
And I'm ready to die, but they still kill the love

{*Pete scratches to end*}