Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't Throw It, artist - Bizzle. Album song Tough Love & Parables, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.06.2011
Record label: God Over Money
Song language: English
Don't Throw It |
Yeah |
God Over Money |
AO Mega |
Hog Mog |
Let’s go |
Uh, sometimes I feel like I wanna quit, like I don’t want the fame that seems |
to be comin with |
But either way, I gotta do what I gotta do |
So somebody hand me a slingshot and a rock or two |
Bizzle, I’m goin in before I go away |
Here to follow Christ, see I’m kind of like His protege |
Sent to let the world know be ready cause He on His way |
And them cats with you ain’t gon' stand with you on His day |
You say you love him huh, but what’s love to you? |
The way we learn to love is not love |
Do you understand that love is not when they come to you in daft but over a |
stack put a slug through you |
Love won’t always agree with you |
We like 'yes men' but real men is what you need with you |
Love will keep it a hundred and one |
Love will watch his language in front of your son |
Uh, sometimes love is what makes the homie fight for you |
Sometimes it’s only cause fighting is what they like to do |
Love ain’t helping you cheat on your wife |
Love will be like, «Go home, be with your wife.» |
Not sit up in your living room and listen to you beat on your wife, |
then come out and play Madden like it never happened |
Love will tell you when you wrong, then help fix it |
Love forgives, what is this? |
Cause this ain’t love |
So fickle, uh, it’s so conditional (cause this ain’t love) |
We just throw that word around man |
This ain’t love |
There comes a time in life where you just gotta up and quit, and separate from |
the foolishness that you grew up with |
There’s a feeling of power you get when you grip a pistol |
But it’s foolish to take a life just because somebody dissed you |
Now how you say it’s love when you pass your man a ratchet and ' |
Incite him to commit murder |
Now he in a casket or doing life in prison |
And you don’t write or visit |
Your man died, you don’t even go to see his children |
Much less your own |
But when I ask you why you hustle you tell me cause you got kids |
Homie what you on? |
Come on, we gotta do better homes |
Go to college and put our families up in better homes |
Come on, we’re too grown to reject what’s known |
Trying to reason with you so I hope you accept this poem |
Risking freedom, man, your wife and kids for beamers and some ice |
You can’t be beating on your wife |
And teach your seeds about what’s right |
Hope that you get to the point where you can’t even sleep at night |
Bible says Jesus is coming like a thief inside the night |
And you’d be wise to heed the truth and seek and let it speak to you |
No I ain’t perfect at it, but what I speak is true |
I know that life is hard, but that ain’t no excuse |
Feeling like they pass you by and barely even notice you |
What’s missing, you get from the One above |
So we can learn what nobody ever showed us fam' |
Cause this ain’t love |
It’s not fam, I know you feel like it is |
But this ain’t love, you know? |
Gotta change man |
Yeah, are you conscious? |
Great! |
Then may we conversate? |
Step out in faith, you gotta wait, love conquers hate |
It’s frustrating, I relate |
But seeking perfect love within imperfect people, that was my mistake |
I see now if I ain’t with Him then I’m limited |
My love is a gimmick, it is blemished, His is infinite |
Mine is sinful, it is simple, His is intricate |
Nowadays, our idea of intimate is the internet |
It’s like I am quick to say I love you if you doing for me, but if you lose |
what I am using, do it moving homie |
Because you are only a means to an end |
That’s why the Bible says be careful sharing dreams with your friends |
All my bangers, have love for they other crew |
They got brothers who died and brought tears to they mothers too |
It started with brotherhood, not hating on another hood |
The gang of cowards misused it, look what it drug us to |
They’ll turn you out just to turn on you |
They’ll catch a case and put the burn on you |
They’ll say they love you, then they pass the pistol |
Give you a sack of crystal and if you ain’t with it and then you yap, |
that’s the issue, how is that official? |
Our thinking’s distorted, so much discord |
It’s like we need to activate love, but where’s the switch for it? |
True love will scold you to mold you |
Never say I told you so, it don’t hold you |
But let you go too |
Man that’s so true |
Love is patient, love is kind man |
Cause this ain’t love |
You know I’m sayin? |
We do a whole lot of things but love ain’t one of them |
This ain’t love |
That’s it |