Where's The Love
Nas Lyrics


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At times I window watch at the Wynn hotel
Lots of thinking happens in life, will I win or fail?
Mind of a shooter, CFO also
Ethiopian food flown in, it's unlawful
Money is attractive, honey dress strapless
Agent Provocateur underwear: she's classic
Stroll up in the party: titanium black car
Romanian ladies like Casablanca, Casbah
'Cept we in the VIP area, that's ours
You know the real rap gods, typical trap star turned rap star
These old heads got stories, the days they was kings
I pray secret indictments don't take away their dreams
You 16, you could do 20, come home young
Catch 20 years when you 40? Homes, you're done
What have we become? Rap stars from trap stars
Black gods to Ansars to Sunnis back to goonies
A 360 in the streets real grizzly
Shooters is cold, kid, the old shit was learning
Student enrollment to focus, yet hooligans roll with
Toasters to pop your medullas off of your shoulders
This ain't the Truman Show, it's the human show
Ask the F.B.I. agent at his cubicle
Chewing on his pencil eraser with intents to erase you
It's U.S.A. against the gangsta, where's the love?

Love, I'll trade you love
I've traded fire with you long enough
Is that all you brung? It's not love
That's fucked up, but I saved your soul
Roll that up

Sometimes I sit on the bench just to watch the game
Feet on cement, there ain't a mobster living I could name
Who made it out rich, in his absence I do not proclaim
To not have a heart like wild animals not tamed
Maybe just a typical thug nigga was my rank
'Cept I had a vision above niggas, what I think
It's crazy how many brothers come where I come from
Some made it out big, some dead, some unsung
Shots for soldiers on 23 hours lock-up
Younger generation, they want to mimic and mock us
Laughing, separating themselves like they not us, like
"Cops'll look at you like they look at me? That's preposterous"
Ain't it gangsta how your man made it? I'm humble
One gun, one crazy ass nigga, that's jungle
Now we having babies, cause growing up it was just us
No uncles or cousins to fight with us, we was fucked up
But still it was beautiful, the love is mutual
Even though me and Jung ain't show up to your funeral
I hold your son hand, tell him he the man, we love you
Your pops was king, you have a whole lot to live up to
The G is in your genes, already you tuck
Inherit your dad's swag, it's George Jefferson's strut
Stay flyest, they gon' want to know what in your diet
Don't be surprised if they want to check your shit and your vomit
Tell them you let it marinate, they swear you made them a promise
No matter what they do, you just stay a man of honor
I'm a street corner nigga, New York Knicks loyalist
Corona sipper, pass it out, might blow it with you
It ain't the Truman show, it's the human show
Ask the F.B.I. agent at his cubicle
Chews on his pencil eraser with intents to erase you
Young brother go and get your paper, I got love

Love, I'll trade you love
I've traded fire with you long enough
Is that all you brung? It's not love




That's fucked up, but I saved your soul
Roll that up

Overall Meaning

In Nas's song Where's The Love, he reflects on his life experiences and questions the state of society through his lyrics. He opens the song by describing his view from the Wynn hotel, discussing the difficulties of life and questioning whether he will win or fail. He then goes on to talk about his financial success as a CFO and his lavish lifestyle, including dining on Ethiopian food flown in, and wearing Agent Provocateur underwear. Nas acknowledges the divide between old and new rap stars and the dangers of the streets, speaking on those who were once kings but now face secret indictments.


The second half of the song sees Nas sitting on a bench, observing the game and contemplating the success of his peers from his neighbourhood. He talks about the challenges faced by younger generations to live up to the legacy of their fathers and icons who have passed away. Nas shares his love for his community and holds his late friend's son's hand, telling him that his father was a king and he has big shoes to fill. Nas acknowledges his position as a street corner nigga and a New York Knicks loyalist, sipping on Corona and rolling up his weed, and reminds young brothers to stay true to themselves and their morals.


Line by Line Meaning

At times I window watch at the Wynn hotel
Sometimes I stare out the window of the Wynn hotel and contemplate the possibilities of my life, wondering if I will succeed or fail


Lots of thinking happens in life, will I win or fail?
Life is filled with a great deal of existential thinking, whether or not one will make it or fall short of their aspirations.


Mind of a shooter, CFO also
I have the mentality of someone who is willing to take risks and make tough decisions like a shooter does. However, I also have the financial expertise of a CFO.


Ethiopian food flown in, it's unlawful
I enjoy Ethiopian cuisine, but it is illegal to have it flown in to the country.


Money is attractive, honey dress strapless
I am drawn to money, as many people are, and I also appreciate the beauty of women and the fashion they wear, such as a strapless dress.


Agent Provocateur underwear: she's classic
I recognize and appreciate classic and stylish women's underwear, such as Agent Provocateur.


Stroll up in the party: titanium black car
I arrive at social events in an impressive, sleek, and stylish titanium black car.


Romanian ladies like Casablanca, Casbah
I attract the attention of Romanian women who express similar tastes to those found in the classic movies Casablanca and Casbah.


'Cept we in the VIP area, that's ours
I access the VIP area of parties and events because of my status and influence, and that area belongs to people like me.


You know the real rap gods, typical trap star turned rap star
I am connected to the authenticity and history of rap music, including those who started out as trap stars but became successful rap stars.


These old heads got stories, the days they was kings
Older people in the rap industry have interesting and historical stories of the days when they were considered the kings of the genre.


I pray secret indictments don't take away their dreams
I hope that these older rap stars do not have their dreams taken away by secret legal actions.


You 16, you could do 20, come home young
If you go to jail at 16, you may end up serving 20 years and be released when you're still young.


Catch 20 years when you 40? Homes, you're done
If you get sentenced to 20 years in jail when you're 40, it's as if your life is over.


What have we become? Rap stars from trap stars
I'm curious about the current status of the rap industry, where now there is a trend of trap stars becoming rap stars.


Black gods to Ansars to Sunnis back to goonies
The status and perception of black people in society has shifted from gods to Ansars to Sunnis and now to more negative stereotypes of goonies.


A 360 in the streets real grizzly
The environment and conditions in the streets can change drastically in a full circle, often in a dangerous and difficult manner.


Shooters is cold, kid, the old shit was learning
Those who shoot and kill other people are cold and calculating, unlike the old days where violence was simply a tool of learning and growth.


Student enrollment to focus, yet hooligans roll with
Many people focus on their education and career, but there are still violent and criminal people who operate outside of that mainstream society.


Toasters to pop your medullas off of your shoulders
There are dangerous weapons like guns that can kill you by popping your medulla oblongata off of your shoulders.


This ain't the Truman Show, it's the human show
Life is not a scripted TV show like The Truman Show, but rather a chaotic and unpredictable human reality.


Ask the F.B.I. agent at his cubicle
The F.B.I. agent at his desk is familiar with the complexities and dangers of the criminal underworld.


Chewing on his pencil eraser with intents to erase you
This F.B.I. agent is so intensely focused on his work that he appears to want to erase you from existence.


It's U.S.A. against the gangsta, where's the love?
It seems like the United States is constantly waging war against the idea of the gangster, but where is the love in that?


Love, I'll trade you love
I'm willing to exchange love with someone else.


I've traded fire with you long enough
I've been in conflict with you long enough.


Is that all you brung? It's not love
Is all you have to offer aggression and violence? That's not love.


That's fucked up, but I saved your soul
That's a terrible situation, but at least I was able to help you spiritually.


Roll that up
Let's just roll up our sleeves and keep going.


Sometimes I sit on the bench just to watch the game
Occasionally, I take a break from my daily grind to observe the world around me.


Feet on cement, there ain't a mobster living I could name
I'm standing on the ground here with all these normal people around me, not the kind of place where I can think of any famous mobsters who'd fit in.


Who made it out rich, in his absence I do not proclaim
I can't think of any mobsters who escaped that lifestyle and are now wealthy.


To not have a heart like wild animals not tamed
It's important to be compassionate and not have a heart like untamed and savage animals.


Maybe just a typical thug nigga was my rank
Perhaps I was just an ordinary thug in my youth.


'Cept I had a vision above niggas, what I think
Except that I had an extraordinary vision beyond the typical thug mentality.


It's crazy how many brothers come where I come from
It's amazing how many people come from the same place as me.


Some made it out big, some dead, some unsung
Some people have become very successful, while others have died, and still others are forgotten.


Shots for soldiers on 23 hours lock-up
Even locked up soldiers deserve recognition and support.


Younger generation, they want to mimic and mock us
Younger people these days want to copy and ridicule our past ways.


Laughing, separating themselves like they not us, like
They laugh and try to distance themselves from us as if they're better than us, like


"Cops'll look at you like they look at me? That's preposterous"
They don't believe that cops would see them the same way they see someone like me. They think it's ridiculous.


Ain't it gangsta how your man made it? I'm humble
Isn't it amazing how successful some people from our circle have become? I'm humbled by their achievements.


One gun, one crazy ass nigga, that's jungle
With just one violent person carrying a weapon, the streets become like a jungle.


Now we having babies, cause growing up it was just us
Now that we're grown and settled, we're having children since when we were younger it was just us.


No uncles or cousins to fight with us, we was fucked up
We didn't have any family members to fight alongside us when we were struggling, so we were really screwed.


But still it was beautiful, the love is mutual
Despite the struggles, it was still a beautiful and loving experience.


Even though me and Jung ain't show up to your funeral
Even though me and Jung didn't make it to your funeral.


I hold your son hand, tell him he the man, we love you
I'm there for your son, holding his hand and telling him how much we loved and cared about you.


Your pops was king, you have a whole lot to live up to
Your father was a great man, and you have a lot to live up to in his legacy.


The G is in your genes, already you tuck
You already have the family traits of being a G and are ready to be successful.


Inherit your dad's swag, it's George Jefferson's strut
Follow in your father's footsteps and inherit his confidence and swagger.


Stay flyest, they gon' want to know what in your diet
Stay stylish and attractive, and people will be impressed with you.


Don't be surprised if they want to check your shit and your vomit
People may want to investigate what's behind your success and even check your drug use.


Tell them you let it marinate, they swear you made them a promise
Just tell them you waited patiently for success, and they'll believe that you made it as if you promised it.


No matter what they do, you just stay a man of honor
Regardless of any criticism or attacks on your character, always maintain your sense of honor and dignity.


I'm a street corner nigga, New York Knicks loyalist
I'm just a regular guy from the streets, and I'm a huge fan of the New York Knicks.


Corona sipper, pass it out, might blow it with you
I like to drink Corona beer and share it with my friends.


Love, I'll trade you love
I'm willing to exchange love with someone else.


I've traded fire with you long enough
I've been in conflict with you long enough.


Is that all you brung? It's not love
Is all you have to offer aggression and violence? That's not love.


That's fucked up, but I saved your soul
That's a terrible situation, but at least I was able to help you spiritually.


Roll that up
Let's just roll up our sleeves and keep going.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Written by: NASIR JONES, JAMES EDWARD FAUNTLEROY II, MICHAEL BERRIN, PETER J. NASH, ERNEST DION WILSON, PAUL E. HUSTON

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