No Greater Love

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[Produced By: Exile] [Chorus: Blu & Sample] There is no greater love Uh, yeah, naw, cause on the real y'all, there is no greater love People try all the time, tryna break us up We keep it high up in the sky, ya gotta take it up (Than what I feel for you) Take it up (Take it up) take it up [Verse 1] Fuckin' up my mental when I think about you In my room plotting how to start reaching out to you Cause at first, the situation had me deep in doubt But the beauty evened out the beast and I can't be without (Your love) It's by far the most dangerous subject to touch Yet we actin' like it's lust? Yeah right, will lust have you up at five writing a text Tryna get a thought up off of your chest? And her all on your chest, gotta work so you calling to rest For a second then you call her for sex And she there in a second and her parents are stressing 'Cause she missed a whole semester fucking round with this peasant Named Blu and Juliet is you, the two connected as one Fun is endless, getting drunk and fucking bitches is through Sun's back with the moon to balance out how we shines on the planet And you try to understand it but you can't 'cause [Chorus: Blu & Sample] (There is no greater love) 'Cause, ha, 'cause it ain't no, greater love 'Cause on the real y'all, there is no greater love People try all the time, tryna break us up We keep it high up in the sky, you gotta take it up (Than what I feel for you) Take it up (Take it up) take it up [Verse 2] Fucking up my mental when I think about you 'Cause the truth is I know I couldn't leave without you On my side, at the time, I was fiending at her Beauty's been thinking bout the beast and she can't be without (Your love) Plus all the drama that's included with it You heard the song and still rushed like the foolish in it Stuck like a clueless in love with every movement she makes Even that ugly shit she do with her face When she fussing with ya but you love it so you fucking with her And she knows it, she just wants to make you fucking kiss and make up You throwing out her blush stick and make-up And she don't need it anyway, silk skin, pretty face Horny as a devil with her little bitchy ways But she all natural 'cause I don't like my titties fake And her attitude bitchy but hey, what can I say? I love it when I tell a chick to chill and give me space and she can't 'cause [Chorus: Blu & Sample] There is no greater love 'Cause, 'cause, 'cause it ain't no, uh, greater love 'Cause on the real y'all, there is no greater love People try all the time, tryna break us up We keep it high up in the sky, you gotta take it up (Than what I feel for you) Take it up (Take it up) take it up [Verse 3] Fuckin' up my mental when I think about you And all the little shit we used to speak about Like having kids, getting married, tryna lease a house Until we can buy one, I'm sure we can find one With a little room for Azulito when the time comes Plus a studio for all my people tryna find some Inner inspiration like the way my girl is tired But I'll still have a meal waitin' for me when my rhymes done What a feeling when your life's done building And you chilling in your house with a wife, a few children Feeling like you struck a million, looking at your kids like, "Shit! This is my son, this nigga came from my nuts" Same feeling when you first heard "Time's Up" Same feeling when I first heard Com' bust I used to love her but I found other kinds of So I left her like I really really tried but I can't 'cause [Chorus: Blu & Sample] (There is no greater love) 'Cause, 'cause On the real y'all, there is no greater love People try all the time, tryna break us up We keep it high up in the sky, ya gotta take it up (Than what I feel for you) Take it up (Take it up) take it up No love [Outro] Dracula, Frankenstein, the Wolfman The Invisible Man and Hercules don't scare me The FBI, Anti-American Committee J. Edgar Hoover, President Nixon President Johnson, Martha Mitchell And her husband or her man or her woman Ethel Kennedy, all the Kennedys Bank of America, Chase Manhattan Rockefeller None of these people scare me What scares me is that one day my son will ask me What did you do Daddy when the shit was goin' down
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Credits
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- Exile
- Blu