No Love Lost

Lyrics

[Produced by Trackmasters] [Intro: Shaquille O'Neal, Pete Rock] Believe it or not, I love all playa haters (Bring it) Ha ha ha ha 'Cause ain't no love lost here, baby (Rock the house... rock the house...) Say what you gotta say (Rock the house... rock the house...) [Chorus: Lord Tariq] People know me on these streets, playa – I ain't new Lookin' at me all funny while I'm countin' my money Surprise What I do is already legalized Analyze what I toss across There ain't no love lost [Verse 1: Shaquille O'Neal] Exuberant, change, cross, exhilarated Flamboyant, but bouncy on beat breaks, I'm animated Now it's been stated, I'm lyrically enthusiastic I'm dope like all these cold CD's wrapped in plastic What's the meaning of life? Y'all should know In my lifetime I need a whole lotta dough Bro, no need to get zealous – you jealous, say you jealous I spike on that ass like Monica Seles I'll spit it divine, fine, exquisite like some elegant wine Here's a toast, "The world is mine" I promise I'ma keep it pumpin' I represent the real Hip-Hop, I ain't no freakin' country bumpkin Hooparistic, freakaristic, poetic frenzy with conception I got more flavor than a mystic Fringe benefit-ic, urging y'all to get wit' it Style postulates, now pause while you gets splitted I'm not just taco, I'm the whole enchilado Enter any center, blow it up like Desperado [Chorus: Lord Tariq, Shaquille O'Neal] People know me on these streets, playa – I ain't new Lookin' at me all funny while I'm countin' my money Surprise – what I do is already legalized Analyze what I toss across, there ain't no love lost People know me on these streets, playa – I ain't new Lookin' at me all funny while I'm countin' my money  Surprise What I do is already legalized Analyze what I toss across Ain't no love lost [Verse 2: Lord Tariq] L.A. to Bronx to BK-lyn Together, we provide a ton of better on the way in We rhyme related Very under-estimated, that's why I'm winnin' In this world of sins, steady grinning, money boss spendin' Distant from dirty women, Lord, I'm quite influential Spiritually and mental – what you into, I done been through Preachin' my words and don't know it, you owe it It shows you wanna be me, but won't show it Ain't nothin' changed but the playas The game remains the same I had a ten year run – hey, I can't complain Took the next step, see, from Coke to Pepsi From the B.X., we–ridin' to South Beach on jet ski Play to survive, you ain't live, you just livin' You breathin' a good one, but where I'm from y'all forbidden Come around? Bad decision, you'd rather be in prison Ain't no duckin' when I'm delivering, won't be forgivin-in' Layin' there shiverin', half the night You gotta walk towards the light, everything is aight I'll make make sure, everything you endure stays tight Big Shaq, Lord Tariq, Jay-Z – outta sight [Chorus 2: Jay-Z, Shaquille O'Neal] People know me on these streets and the towns I been through Lookin' at me, straight focus, I'm givin' 'em straight folk a surprise What I do is already legalized, analyze how I floss Of course – ain't no love lost People know me on these streets, playa – I ain't new Lookin' at me all funny while I'm countin' my money  Surprise What I do is already legalized Analyze what I toss across Ain't no love lost [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Fo' sho', everything's for dough now (Uh) Flow, y'all gotta pay a little mo' now It's platinum nowadays, we put the gold down We stepped it up, y'all don't ever wanna show down Get wetted up by the sleeve that leave the bezel out Y'all don't like it, sue me – fuck, I'll settle out Ghetto'ed out, in the vehicle, bent These days I've mellowed out See, success make a fella content (Uh-huh) You know – this rap star, Papi Chulo, Jay-Z Hugo Course, playa – you lost, playa I know you rappers wanna see me fail But quicker see 600 S.L. V-12 Live with it Y'all got dough to get, get it, I got mine Your little bit of money couldn't stop mine Your block time too high, too many hands in your pie 70/30, the nigga you work for, work for me, bottom line [Chorus: Shaquille O'Neal] People know me on these streets, playa – I ain't new Lookin' at me all funny while I'm countin' my money  Surprise What I do is already legalized Analyze what I toss across Ain't no love lost [Verse 4: Nas] I spend nights on corners – see the crack, cop my first smack No longer scared to pump when y'all pump, now I burst back It hurts that, don't seem cream could make my purse fat Without the benefits of a doubt, I hit the hearse, black But curse that, try to see Nas was your worst match Blowing like Tahiti, throw off NYPD Am I greedy, like Amin Idi? See me in the fly Celine Gibby frames and a beanie I flip my loot twice a week on the most strife of streets You got no right to eat by the laws of life we keep Ain't no love lost, none taken, none given Stressing how I'm living it Thinking when my loot first came – look what I did with it Bought my click lasers and pages Rolling 10 deep to Las Vegas Copped a live croc, chopped it up, hit my block off with gators Feeding peoples from the Bridge to Decatur But now – 2 years, 5 months, and 30 days later I still put out the street flavor But watch that kid right there, a bulge in his Nike wear I woke me up the ways I used to be in my heist years Bubble-eyed small fry, loaded .45 Just thirstin' for some person with shines to just walk by So now that I can see the three-sixty Now that it's me that's jiggy The coolie head, they want to stick me – whoa [Outro: Pete Rock] Rock the house, rock the house, rock the house...