Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Love In Love Out, artist - Cormega. Album song The True Meaning, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 24.06.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Aura
Song language: English
Love In Love Out |
| When I came home from jail we was brothers |
| Your beef was my beef |
| Remeber that time with Butta on your video set |
| When he was talkin’bout shootin' |
| If you don’t pay him, then I got into it Son you gave me a hundred dollars when I came home |
| I didn’t complain I wasn’t in it to gain |
| You my nigga when you hot and when the temperature changed |
| Now we enemies, 'til we enter the grave |
| When I got signed to Def Jam I offered you ten grand |
| You said you didn’t want it, then you started acting funny |
| It started with the cover of YSB |
| A picture of The Firm, everyone except me Then my voice disappeared off La Familia |
| That’s when it was clear to me there wasn’t no real love |
| I was out The Firm, unless I signed a production deal |
| Which I didn’t do cus son, that wasn’t real |
| I was never jealous of you |
| In fact I was proud of you |
| I smiled when I heard you on Live at the Barbeque |
| I respect you as an artist thou I’m no longer fond of you |
| I gave you love from the heart unlike the people surrounding you |
| Love in, Love out |
| Nowaways is no honor, only drama |
| Your friend today can be your enemy tomorrow |
| Never show weakness, tell 'em no secrets |
| What’s deep is, I had love for you |
| But due to situations, I can’t fuck with you |
| Trust is a luxury I can’t afford |
| Betrayal’s something that I can’t ignore |
| My love is real |
| Some earn it, some are unworthy |
| Some, walk in the prescence of men with thoughts to hurt me And wonder why I throw shade and stay to myself |
| Cus I’m me, plus I’m not betraying myself |
| I’m free from the burden of extending my hand |
| To my man’s that don’t deserve it I only trust fam |
| When I was locked up, you was doing you excluded me You should be happy now that I’m doing me Niggas, acting like I won’t give up a habit |
| I got a question: Who came to spank weight empty handed? |
| You smile in my face yet your eyes reveal the hate |
| Next time you talk about me, mention I ain’t fake |
| I’m living my dream, live yours |
| I gave sweat and tears |
| You didn’t even buy my CD, you say you my man? |
| (uh) |
| You so jealous your emotions make you careless |
| I hope when you hear this it makes you think before you staring |
| At your last I hear you scheemin' |
| I’m reading you your last right |
| Get your mind off primitive thoughts and get your cats right |
| I’m not limited, without rap I’d still be gettin’it |
| Yours truly, the dealer / lyricist |