We Are One/Definition of Love

Chorus (J-Dawg + Uncredited speaker):

Despite the hard time and sacrifice we all get judged
Let it be written in blood
The definition of love
Despite the hard time and sacrifice we all get judged
Let it be written in blood
The definition of love

(Threat):
I remember back in the days, findin' ways to get paid
Hit the arcade for change, ain't no games to be played
A lil' renegade, unafraid to step out and hustle
On a level with young rebels, tryin' to get out the ghetto
Makin' deals with the Devil, knowin' it costs to ball
When the ghetto, 'cross the wall be the names of my lost doggs
Lord bless 'em all, to the system we all fall
In the pen tryin' to be rich, ballin' to be the shit
I'm callin' my bitch, only got one wish
And that's God take the soul when the rest get out of control
Who knows what the future holds? The streets made a nigga cold
This ghetto take your breath when you're at the end of your rope

Chorus

(J-Dawg):
I wish life was easy like Sunday mornings, but it's not
God help us, soldiers they BLEED for envy and GREED, and we all selfish
Who dealt this?
Tell me why we all born dyin'?
Tryin' to do right, forgive me if I do wrong tryin'
But I'm lost, confused, walkin' 'round blind as FUCK
Poverty-stricken, hard times, tyin' us up
Relyin' on crutches, to help support the weight of the World
The way I relate to the World is like chasin' a squirrel
Every day I'm wonderin', what he got prepared for me?
And honestly Dogg, I'm scared to see
For the simple fact I gots to do dirt
Until he gets done with me what I did
What goes around comes around nigga, fuck it, ya dig?
And the life that we live is a puzzle, but the pieces are missin'
The ghetto full of blood thirsty niggas seekin' attention
I'm deep in the trenches, duckin' with my enemies shootin'
Before you judge me, send me to jury cuz I need to know...

Chorus

(Threat):
The situation I'm facin' daily got me goin' crazy
It's like I'm, losin' my mind, runnin' out of time to shine
Down to my last dime
Back to doin' pastimes
Shit I used to do Dogg, and I'm down to blast mine
This gotta be the last time, we suffer for loot
So get the champagne and pop it, cuz it ain't no stoppin'
Down in the boot, Black Menace blessed with the right chemistry
Cappin' through the industry
Dog fightin' with the enemies
The trees be the remedy to deal with the false love
Livin' foul, supremely many thugs get crossed up
Tossed up, but who are we to judge the sinners?
Despite the hard times let it be written, who love the menace?

Chorus

(J-Dawg):
Nigga my lifestyle crazy
Dealin' with niggas shady as oak trees
Taught me a lesson, now I'm confessin' on both knees
It ain't easy up in this World my nigga
We earled from liquor, dependin' on that girl to get richer
I paint the picture, show it to God and ask him "What's wrong?"
You comin' to get us? Could you please tell me exactly how long?
And I ain't rushin', but I'm trustin' you gone give me some time
To handle my business with this music and keep this rightfully mine
My life's on the line, at least that's how I feel when I bail
I hear 'em whisperin', niggas wishin' that I still was in jail
Fake thugs, showin' fake love, then fuck them niggas
Except for bullets when I'm bustin', I ain't got nothin' to give 'em
The definition of what these fake niggas, tend to call love
And even sour, knowin' half these niggas scared to shed blood
But I'm spreadin' slugs, I'm a nigga who ain't got nothin' to lose
Spendin' the rest of my life fuckin' with trues

Chorus (2x)