Текст песни Know Love - J.Inks

You could have the guns
The money and the drugs
The ho's we oppose
But you won't know love
Homie
You could have the guns
The money the drugs
And the hos
But you won't know love

22 years young
A shitty looking car
And some shittier lungs
I roam the road
Rollin blunts in this city of sun
And see the shady side slang
And gangs bang for the bucks
By the millions
Living with the pitty Of
Another ones opinion
Cautious and heartless
At the cost of the media
Fake as wikipedia
Causing us to cause Harm
To who we used to eat among
Bitten hands
Barking at the man
They've been eating from
Keep it up
I made the bet
That you'd be the bluff
Weaker than the wet
That I've been beating up
I've seen enough
To know you never had the guts
The glory
And for sure you never really
Had my trust
See You could have the guns
The money and the drugs
The ho's we oppose
But you won't know love
Homie
You could have the guns
The money
The drugs
And the hos
But you won't know love

I know some
That don't run
They post up
Till the po po come
In they went
Over their heads and then some
Another victim
Another dead son
Redrum
And you might be the next one
Your heads spun
Beyond comprehension
I guess some
Can't correct their direction
Directed to these camps of correction
From shooting up
To getting suited up
So many chances
He never took em soon enough
That's what happens when your
Dancing with your lucifer
Acting like you're new to cuffs
Everytime were losing ya
Repeat offenders
Heavens got no room for ya
We live in hell
But can you tell I'm only moving up?
True to what I do
Without the gouda
Ima prove to ya
I speak the truth enough
And i'm make it through to ya
I'm through with ya

You could have the guns
The money and the drugs
The ho's we oppose
But you won't know love
Homie
You could have the guns
The money and the drugs
And The ho's
But you won't know love

I wake up
Get blazed
And lace up
Away to face the day
And Any hate that may come
My way cause
Since day one
I made the observation
Chasing praise
Complicates my concentration
I'm face up
Lost in the constellations
Anticipating
The greatest of my creations
Feeling like i haven't felt the sun
Since I became one
And today
Its too dangerous to make one
Cause it ain't love
Its the matter of a paystub
All the patience I gave
Its all the same front
Me and my brother noe
Played by the same slut
Love is what we're made of
And even it if it ain't much
We embrace what pain does
And how it shapes us
Let it hit ya
Like some liquor with no chaser
Learn it now
And it'll help you out later
Once you know love
No other drugs phase ya