this track is a testament to the struggle in life and the fact that there "aint no love" in the game

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we had just met, pj and motoe, when we decided that the industry needed a shot in the arm. its a positive track with a true to life reality check

chorus
aint no love, when we hustle in these streets all day, well, well,
aint no love, why we kill each other constantly?

verse1
stuck in a maze like the cover of maze, im amazed
gotta maintain rules of the game or get slain
feelin people wanna keep me regal,
finna get a lamborgini twin eagle, desert issue
you wanna see me? ima see you the sequel
no equal, bucket of crabs its sad
i pass the blunt to heatrocks in the lab and laugh
we know that most are overdose, most are brokie dokes
we west coast where the sun shine like whoa
guess we rollin wit fit chicks wit thickness
blink as many times as you want you never miss this
aint no love in the heat of the nite time
spike rhymes wit henessy, enemies in vacinity, niggas they never better me
flowin like im a felony, ready heat?
we gon roll like my man from jungle, swoll
jack a old school like beat fiends do,
thats why we bringin you back to the roots wit soul food

verse2
yall niggas kill me, the flow smoke dro the derilect
resurrect styles thought to be lost like covenent
under shades, blinds drawn, the call to drop bombs
45 wrongs and a fist full of songs im on it
parlay, politik wit a chess board, my best scores
rally wit the freshest, im next boy
test me im like greztky wit teph, my aims essential
features like a dvd box set, impressive
new conversations like im bill evans
even though i feel im speakin to myself,
im talking through heavens presence
the west coast, where gangstas rock guns not fish bats
and split backs occur, blood hits the curb
people diein but they multiplyin, so f*** it huff it
its over now, mo-butta, dust in a bucket
or milk crates, filled wit records knowin sound is abundant
known to sample somethin, give it love and hide em like bunions

bridge
really homie theres no love (and they wanna hate) x2
really homie theres no love in the city of hard knocks
that im livin in to get in where you fittin in