SYLEENA JOHNSON lyrics - Chapter 4: Labor Pains

Where's The Love

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[Chorus:] You can get money You can have power Yea, but where is the love? (You can get money, money can’t buy love) You can get money You can have power Yea, but where is the love? (money, power) Money, power, respect [Verse One:] More ice than an Eskimo Big crib, a C.E.O. White Range on 44’s But no love to call your own (Heyyyyyyy) You can get money But what is it to gain a world You can buy material things When the greatest gift of all is love [Chorus:] You can get money You can have power Yea, but where is the love? (You can get money, money can’t buy love) You can get money You can have power Yea, but where is the love? (money, power) Money, power, respect Bright lights, fancy clothes, Front row at fashion shows First class and limousines But what does it really mean (Heyyyyyy) You can get money But what is it to gain a world You can buy material things When the greatest gift of all is love [Chorus:] You can get money You can have power Yea, but where is the love? (You can get money, money can’t buy love) You can get money You can have power Yea, but where is the love? (money, power) Money, power, respect [TEEFA: YOU KNO THAS REAL TALK FOR YA] [RAP:] [T:] Yea [SJ:] Teefa!!! [T:] ha ha ha wat up ma [SJ:] lets sho ‘em how Chicago do [T:] Fo’ Sho [SJ:] Let’s Go [T:] He can provide for ya [?] Shops spend every quarter, nickle, dime on ya (yea) He on the grind no time for ya Benz dealership he’ll cosign for ya Drop the down payment the house & the games This ain’t love This a business arrangement Shit! He wanna touch me, hold me Keep me on display like I’m a trophy They say diamonds a girls best homie Dude won’t even talk and try to get to know me But if he did he’ll realize I don’t really give a shit He can keep the money and the crib, dig! It’s like a good job, where the salary is the shit But you hate the gig If it’s no love it’s bogus Matter fact I quit Fuck a two week notice Ha Ha [Chorus:] You can get money You can have power Yea, but where is the love? (You can get money, money can’t buy love) You can get money You can have power Yea, but where is the love? (money, power) Money, power, respect

The Power Of Love

Lewis Huey
The power of love is a curious thing; Make a one man weep, make another man sing; Change a hawk to a little white dove. More than a feeling, that's the power of love. Tougher than diamonds, rich like cream; Stronger and harder than a bad girl's dream. Make a bad one good, mm, make a wrong one right. Power of love that keep you home at night. You don't need money, don't take fame. Don't need no credit card to ride this train. It's strong and it's sudden and it's cruel sometimes. But it might just save your life. That's the power of love. That's the power of love. First time you fell it, it might make you sad. Next time you feel it, it might make you mad. But you'll be glad , baby when you've found That's the power makes the world go 'round. And it don't take money, don't take fame. Don't need no credit card to ride this train. It's strong and it's sudden. It can be cruel sometimes. But it might just save your life. They say that all in love is fair, yeah, but you don't care. But you'll know what to do when it gets hold of you. And with a little help from above, you feel the power of love. You feel the power of love. Can you feel it? Hmm. It don't take money, and it don't take fame. Don't need no credit card to ride this train. Tougher than diamonds and stronger than steel. But you won't feel nothing till you feel, You feel the power, just feel the power of love. That's the power, that's the power of love. You feel the power of love. You feel the power of love. Feel the power of love.

Frienemies

JIM JONES "Pray IV Reign"
This shit is fucked up 'cause some niggas call it tough love It's crazy 'cause you might know a nigga all your life And he got a twisted alterier motive And he just wanna see you do bad See a smile on your face all day So he just acting like your friend when he is really your enemy Or your best friend can become your enemy Through the, through the the jealousy so we call those frienemies Knew him since a child, played cops and robbers My best partner grew up to be monsters Stayed in my crib, ate out my fridge We was on a grind, even wore the same clothes My brother, fucked the same hoes His beef was mine, even had the same foe We was inseparable, joined at the hip I let you get the checks, I kept the joints on the hit And what happened, the sneaky hating Niggas in your ear and a plan deviating Snakes in the grass just waiting for the moment Niggaz on your team and they're really your opponent Play the game and you know goes booments Mama said friends come by the dozen Know I'm feeling for their guns when I hug em' I hate them from a close, from a distance I could love em' Frienemies, frienemies The ones you kept close, the ones you love the most Frienemies You know who you kiss, you know who you lift This shit is getting scary Frenemies, frienemies The ones you kept secret, you had plans to make it Frienemies You can smell the danger Over the money best friends become strangers Bailed you out of jail, wait, let me backtrack First you came home then I got your ass a deal Fresh out the can, signed a quarter mill Running through the paper, buying copes and popping pills Money got low, you started acting ill You grew desperation, once again you got nailed Someone got killed, conspiracy And even still I bailed you out of jail Without me you would be facing in a pale But who knew dis, you would be Judas But in the process flew you in the world Put diamonds on your neck like you was my little girl Put money in your pocket like you was my son Su Food in your stomach like you was my son Pooh The streets talk, heard you partnered Tru Now you talkin' shit like you really wanna do it A will-wack the type that deceive you Your mama should have told you never bite the hand that feed you Caught me off guard, I met you through my man I let my guards down and accepted you as fam Told you get a chair, let you eat at the table Never thought that he would be ungrateful But guess what, I own the pub and the label So if a nigga feeling itchy, I got killers on the paper Frienemies, frienemies The ones you kept close, the ones you love the most Frienemies You know who you kiss, you know who you lift This shit is getting scary Frenemies, frienemies The ones you kept secret, you had plans to make it Frienemies You can smell the danger Over the money best friends become strangers Hope y'all paying attention, keep y'all eyes open Hope I ain't wasting my breathe About this shit that I'm talking about 'cause it's so real You gotta watch these niggas around you 'Cause you never know whose who now a days And all of our love we be showing They might not be showing the same type of love back Matter of fact they might not be in there for your best interest See an alterier motive is hard to see when You've known a person for so long Or you've became a custom to their ways But you gotta stay on fifty, you gotta stay on fifty 'Cause you got some people that think like If niggas is moving fast like that then karma will get em' But sometimes karma don't come around fast enough To handle the situation But sometimes for us to learn a lesson we go way to far Then the consequences become way too heavy That's what I'm trying to let learn from experience And please don't be naive to the fact that the nigga next to you Could be the nigga that set you up for failure or even kill you You know how the game go and you gotta watch these bitches These trifilling bitches, man, they set you up for failure too You know, they're in there for the money, man, gold digging bitches It's a fucked up world but you probably won't even get a chance You know, might put you up in a gang Frienemies

Julie

WAYLON JENNINGS "Hangin' On"
When I married Julie She was just seventeen Pretty as the answer To any man's dream. [Instrumental] From the start I gave Julie All the love that I've had Though everyone told me That Julie was bad. Julie liked parties And clothes that fit tight Drinking and dancin' Around late at night. She was everything evil With the face of a child But I sat home and waited While my Julie went wild. I had built me an empire With my own two hands With the money and power To break any man. But with all my possessions, Power and gold Julie was one thing I couldn't control. I gave Julie All my money could buy Begged her to love me But she wouldn't try. She'd only laugh Then walk out the door Each time she'd hurt me Made me love her more. [Instrumental] Now I'm locked in this room They say I'm insane And I guess that I'll never See my Julie again. I'm a man with a heart And a tormented soul And the mind that Julie Drove out of control...

Did It For The Money

TESLA "The Great Radio Controversy"
Down on the corner, walkin' the streets. She smiles for ev'ryone she meets. He's not a man, no, he's just another trick. She'd do it all just to get that fix. Did you do it for love? Did you do it in the name of love? No, it ain't love she's gonna find. She's got just one thing on her mind: Money. She did, she did it for the money. All in the name of money. All for the dirty green. Cold in the city with the traffic slow. He's got nobody, no place to call home. Takin' hard earned money from a poor, helpless soul. Didn't do it for love. Didn't do it in the name of love. No, it ain't love he's out to find. He's got just one thing on his mind: Money. He did, he did it for the money. All in the name of money. All for the dirty green. [Bridge] And the young girl, she gets down on her knees, she's there to please. She wants her money. And then the young man says, 'Now, put your hands in the air. Give me what I want, Give me what I need. Now don't you see? All I want, all I want, all I want is your money, yeah. Give it to me!' He's got the money, left the scene of the crime. Not a clue would he leave behind. One's bad misfortune make for another's eats. And now the young girl's trick's his treat. Money. He did, he did it for the money. All in the name of money. All for the dirty green. For the money. He did it, did it for the money. All in the name of money. All for the dirty green.

Pimp Da One U Love

CHARLI BALTIMORE "Ice"
For the love of what... Uh huh Untertainment Charli Dangerous H Class little E Uhh uhh Verse One: Charli Baltimore I don't know if it's the pretty face or the expensive taste That got everybody wantin' to touch me like Case Feels So Good like Mase to pull over Anywhere I want diplomats on the Rover The way I put it on a nigga sober I have 'em comin' back knockin' on my door like Johovas Ya'll already know that Charli's in charge Weekly massage, platnuim and gold cars Money stashed in NY to Witchitaw And I stay with my niggas cause you know how bitches are Aggy, cause they baby daddy wanna bag me That's why I never leave home without the 44 Ya'll hoes can't do nothin' to me I got this game wrapped like a dubee Pinned up in what? Charli rappin' about, I really got And it ain't that I'm stuck on myself, I'm really hot Chorus For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll) For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh) For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll) For the love of money (really need it, yeah) Verse Two: Charli Baltimore Yo yo yo, gimme the money Rich bitch be swimmin' in money I need Jet Ski's in mind, can't tease a dime Lookin' in the mirror, feeling pleased with the shine Lady Rolex for the time, the class is S Wear the ice on the bra of my chest When the money ain't right I go far to the left Niggas wanna play games then Charli direct Wanna Long Kiss Goodnight, don't hold ya breath Bitches know I'm the shit with my MAC lipstick Crushin' the player haters with a purple navigator Shoes alligator, my bag is too If I was broke like you, I would be mad like you But you can come work for Charli, a boss with a body Ask anybody, I could take over Gotti Poo by the poo while you just another hottie Niggas roll bricks that'll stay if it's notty Chorus For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll) For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh) For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll) For the love of money (really need it, yeah) Verse Three: Charli Baltimore Uh huh, yo when you look you see the slim waist leavin' no trace Cause shit for no Charli will be in the breifcase Yeah Long Kiss Goodnight, Baltimore get it right For the cash, pop out the window and shoot through the ice Ain't no love here, just the black gloves here Check it, and I don't get by with nothin' I can't leave in 30 seconds But my kids, they think mommy a teacher They don't know, for the love of this I make the whole world tre' dough Bingo, get 'em ready for school like nothing happen Here's a apple for the teacher, tell 'em mommy said Hi Bet he won't fail you no more, one more F and he die Even with my nails done, I can take guns apart son So when they come lookin' for this reporter broke Un Dealt with birds, but I had to move on But for none of these I tatto the little P-pac on my arm Ask Un how the ones be when he advance me dough So I put out mines and tell dawg keep yours yo For real... Chorus For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll) For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh) For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll) For the love of money (really need it, yeah) For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll) For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh) For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll) For the love of money (really need it, yeah)

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