Jeru the Damaja Blak Luv cover

Blak Luv
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Lyrics and Meaning


Album
Released
January 1, 1999
Genre
Hip-Hop/Rap
Ratings

Song Lyrics

Song Meaning
Verse 1
Down the world is
Verse 2
This is to my brothers and sisters in the ghetto
Avoid jail legend, fingerprints on full metal
Jackets like design, so that you can't hack it
But you mustn't get caught up in these devilish tactics
Never let the man pull ya string like Geppetto
The game's the same, Boricua or Moreno
Don't watch ya step and you be like, mi amigo
Forensics made the maps, so now he's on death row
Yo what's the steelo, real brothers do it on the d-low
Knowing's have the battle, so now you know
To be on point, 'cause anybody can be a casualty
Some brothers lost there life, fuckin' with O-P-P
Um robbery and P-C-P
From the cradle to the state penitentiary
He'll be in the middle of next century
Ask me, is it crying sakne
You got to watch how you flow and you will grow
If not you get tripped up in the ghetto
Verse 3
[Chorus: x2]
This is for the youth black love
This is for the ghetto, black love, black love
Verse 4
This is to my brothers and sisters in the ghetto
Sellin' yae yo, playin' see-lo, duckin' po-po
Some brothers got murdered over a kilo
Five zero ask questions, but nobody know
What's the M-O, another brother trying to get dough
Be careful how you live, 'cause that's how you go
Wild like Rambo, get shot down by the Commando
Call your co-defendant sing like D'Angelo
No problemo, but upstate you sing soprano
Police sadimize, a man at the seven oh
Be careful where you go yo, and just in case you ain't know
I flow, to liberate the ghetto
Verse 5
[Chorus: x4]
Verse 6
This is to my brothers and sisters in the ghetto
Trying to be like Pablo, DeNiro, Al Pacino
You be all right until you run up on Colombo
Get caught red handed, so you got to go
You lose the crib, the car, the women and the dough
This can't be happenin' so you like "Oh No"
So avoid this fate, and absorb the conscious flow
This is not a demo, strictly for the ghetto
Not the limo, work for the pimp, hustler and the ho
And I'm gonna let you know
Whether you as black as jack or brown as Nino
Black Love, is what we need to flow
From the ghetto
Verse 7
[Chorus: x4]
Verse 8
Peace
Ugh!
Ugh! Ugh!
Ugh!
Ugh! Ugh!
Ugh!
Ugh! Ugh!
Ugh!
Ugh! Ugh!
Ugh!

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