Wont Let You Go

(intro) Yeah I love you hip-hop I really do Yeah Verse 1: Chris Webby What's love? I don't know yet When I think back at every single Blonde or brunette A-a-and it's not that I don't like sex But I fuck one girl Then it's on to the next But with hip-hop It's something more Can't tell if it's lust Or it's love for sure But uh, We've been seeing each other now for a minute She made me the man that I am Now I live it A-a-and it's more than just music She taught me to have no fear And just do it When I was locked up She helped me get through it She gave me a dream And I swore to pursue it She with me in the whip And then I get home And she's laying beside me Reppin' the headphones Fuck a girlfriend Hip-hop's my only With her and a stereo I'll never be lonely Yeah Verse 2: Tim Gallo She's acting like I lost a step When, I haven't even started yet And, these other broads and brunettes She's playing hard to get I'm sending compliments Then, she's still far from yes And got me coming back like a farm assist My only hope is, this isn't all for sex And if it is, I have to press pause for breath And these other hoes can't get it up That's cause I like to bump beats when I fuck So what? If this chick is my savior Even though she does that switch And rotate her But you've got to have patience She's so much more than an acquaintance And if you're looking for the same life style Don't trust her Cause she's being trained right now Verse 3: Danimal Lector It was 9-9-95, age ten I basically spent my time alone Only had like eight friends Felt like no one understood me Way back when But then I met you And I was like amen We been together since I was in a playpen But you started acting different And I saw you change then You best switch it up Bitch, what's up? I love you But you fuckin' this shit up I'm pissed enough Me and you went everywhere Slept with my Walkman Not a teddy bear We were always together Now you're never there I know what they say Life, it ain't ever fair Hard not to shed a tear Cause you're a piece of art 8-8-808 drum That's the beat of my heart I miss you But believe me I'm smart So no worries The main stream ain't deep enough To keep us apart