Ain't No Love
Paris Lyrics


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Yeah, this is another story of famous dogs
Where the dog that don't keep it real is a bitch
These are rappin' dogs, soldier dogs
Harmonic dogs
House dogs, street dogs
Dogs of the world unite..

(Paris)
Bye, bye shitty luck, skinny ducats
High side, many bucks, titty fuckin'
Smash on these Corleones, snatchin' fetti
Westside niggas roam, but y'all ain't ready

Every city, every borough, every town
Every ghetto comin' through, we touchin' down
When I spit they all scatter, battle cry
Worldwide, it don't matter - who wanna ride?

Return of the street pros, kill our foes
Expose what you need to know, Guerrilla flows
Still on that same shit, same time
Still from that same clique, same side

Real niggas ain't impressed by the stories they bring
When it's all said and done y'all remember my name
Fuck a Corleone, nigga, we grown, now what you sayin'?
It's all about the chedda but beware what you claimin'

(Kam)
Y'all niggas really wanna see us dead, huh? We too militant
Always on that pro-black crackajack killin' shit
I picked up a few cuts, scrapes and raw abrasions
Collectin' my cheese and checkin' these caucasians

'Cause when you killin' niggas on a record then you goin' places
But talk about killin' these crackas, you racist, that's why
Crackas and flies, I do despise
The more I see these crackas, the more I like flies

Look into my eyes before I pull this trigger, I don't know what's worse
A black cracka or a white nigga, who should I do first?
I write a verse an' have 'em runnin' scared, turnin' red, protestin'
I just be blastin', don't be askin' no questions, holmes

'Till the smoke clear, 'cause folks here know
The difference between a G and some Hollywierdo
What you in fear fo'? Your life or your money?
All these coward-ass fake thugs, a/k/a/ Bugs Bunnies

(Break)
Livin' and strivin' and diggin' the skin he's in (8x)

(Paris)
So I fiend for the days when the funk was king
'Fore these pop sluts shitted on my video screen
'Fore these Bow Wow Wow Yippee Yos and hoes
Before niggas street clothes turned to platinum and gold

Before videos made 'em all fantasy macks
'Fore blingin' we was singin' what it mean to be black
Now these bitchy bitchy boy bands causin' a fuss
And every nigga rappin' thinkin' thuggin' is us

I'm bustin' pro-black, comin' with rough raps, I catch these
Hollywood shuffles by they motherfuckin' ruffles
And rough 'em up, see, and fuck them tricks
'Comin' phony, all them cowards know is blingin' and Kris

But this poolside fantasy lovin'-ass wannabe
Record label Superfly nigga, eat shit and die
State-of-mind mentality is blind to me
See I'd die 'fore I live on my knees, believe..

(Break)
You know it ain't no love, no love for these
You know it ain't no love, no love for these




You know it ain't no love, no love for these
Don't you know it ain't no...(repeat 'till fade)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Paris's song "Ain't No Love" are about the rap industry and the state of hip-hop music. The first verse mentions various types of dogs, representing the different types of rappers in the industry. The lyrics speak of "famous dogs" and "rappin' dogs, soldier dogs," and "harmonic dogs," showing how the industry is made up of many different types of artists. The chorus repeats the line "you know it ain't no love," suggesting that there is no true love or loyalty in the industry.


The following verses delve into the pressures and struggles that come with being a rapper. Paris talks about money, fame, and the industry's obsession with superficial things like bling and designer clothes. Kam mentions the challenges of being a militant artist and the hypocrisy that comes with being a black artist who speaks out about racism and violence. The lyrics touch on themes of authenticity, racism, and violence, as well as the commercialization of hip-hop music.


Overall, the song is a commentary on the rap industry and how it has changed over the years. The lyrics suggest that many artists are not true to themselves, and that the industry is obsessed with money and appearances rather than real talent or meaningful content.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, this is another story of famous dogs
This is a tale of famous people who are like dogs in different ways


Where the dog that don't keep it real is a bitch
People who don't stay true to themselves are weak and pathetic


These are rappin' dogs, soldier dogs
Famous people in the rap game are like trained dogs and soldiers


Harmonic dogs
Rappers who can harmonize like singers


House dogs, street dogs
Successful rappers who have come from both comfortable backgrounds and harsh upbringings


Dogs of the world unite..
People from different backgrounds and nations should come together and support each other


Bye, bye shitty luck, skinny ducats
Goodbye to bad luck, hello to money


High side, many bucks, titty fuckin'
Living the high life with plenty of cash and sexual conquests


Smash on these Corleones, snatchin' fetti
Defeat their enemies and take their money


Westside niggas roam, but y'all ain't ready
People from the west coast are free to move around, but other areas are not prepared for them


Every city, every borough, every town
They are able to reach and influence people from everywhere


Every ghetto comin' through, we touchin' down
They make their presence known in every low-income area


When I spit they all scatter, battle cry
People fear and are intimidated by his aggressive rapping style


Worldwide, it don't matter - who wanna ride?
They are known and respected all over the world, and they don't care who wants to join them


Return of the street pros, kill our foes
People who have returned to their roots as street performers to defeat their enemies


Expose what you need to know, Guerrilla flows
Revolutionary style of rap that informs people of what they should be aware of


Still on that same shit, same time
They haven't changed their ways or goals since the beginning


Still from that same clique, same side
They still represent their original group and side


Real niggas ain't impressed by the stories they bring
Honest people are not interested in their fake tales


When it's all said and done y'all remember my name
After everything is over, he wants to be remembered


Fuck a Corleone, nigga, we grown, now what you sayin'?
They don't care about the Corleone family and their business, they are grown and moving on


It's all about the chedda but beware what you claimin'
Money is important, but be careful what you represent or claim to be


Y'all niggas really wanna see us dead, huh? We too militant
He believes they are being targeted because they are too aggressive for some people's taste


Always on that pro-black crackajack killin' shit
They are all about supporting and helping black people, which alienates some others


I picked up a few cuts, scrapes and raw abrasions
He has been physically hurt in the past for standing up for his beliefs


Collectin' my cheese and checkin' these caucasians
He is making money and keeping an eye on white people who may try to sabotage or undermine him


But talk about killin' these crackas, you racist, that's why
If he discussed killing white people in the same way he talks about killing black people, he would be labeled a racist


Crackas and flies, I do despise
He hates both white people and insects


The more I see these crackas, the more I like flies
He dislikes white people so much that he prefers to see flies instead of them


Look into my eyes before I pull this trigger, I don't know what's worse
He is considering killing someone and is unsure if it's worse to kill a white person or a black person


A black cracka or a white nigga, who should I do first?
He is considering killing both white and black people and doesn't know who to target first


I write a verse an' have 'em runnin' scared, turnin' red, protestin'
His lyrics are powerful and make people uncomfortable or angry


I just be blastin', don't be askin' no questions, holmes
He doesn't care about the consequences of his words, he just wants to express his thoughts


'Till the smoke clear, 'cause folks here know
He will continue rapping until he is satisfied they are being heard


The difference between a G and some Hollywierdo
He is different from the fake, pretentious people in Hollywood


What you in fear fo'? Your life or your money?
White people are afraid of them because they don't know if they want to take their life or their money


All these coward-ass fake thugs, a/k/a/ Bugs Bunnies
He thinks that fake tough guys are like the character Bugs Bunny


So I fiend for the days when the funk was king
He misses the days when funk music was more popular and respected


'Fore these pop sluts shitted on my video screen
He dislikes the current trend of pop stars who are oversexualized in music videos


'Fore these Bow Wow Wow Yippee Yos and hoes
He dislikes the style of rap that is popular with the youth


Before niggas street clothes turned to platinum and gold
He misses the days when fashion for black people was more urban and less extravagant


Before videos made 'em all fantasy macks
He dislikes the fact that many rappers present an imaginary life in their music videos


'Fore blingin' we was singin' what it mean to be black
He misses the time when black culture was taught through music before it became all about materialism


Now these bitchy bitchy boy bands causin' a fuss
He dislikes the current trend of boy bands being popular and taking away attention from rappers


And every nigga rappin' thinkin' thuggin' is us
He dislikes the association of rappers with thuggish behavior


I'm bustin' pro-black, comin' with rough raps, I catch these
He raps with a purpose and with an emphasis on black culture and history


Hollywood shuffles by they motherfuckin' ruffles
Fake rappers from Hollywood are disrespectful, especially towards their clothing


And rough 'em up, see, and fuck them tricks
He wants to be aggressive towards these fake rappers and not play games with them


'Comin' phony, all them cowards know is blingin' and Kris
Fake rappers only care about money and flashy possessions, and they are not true to themselves


But this poolside fantasy lovin'-ass wannabe
He dislikes the poolside fantasy trope that many rappers perpetuate


Record label Superfly nigga, eat shit and die
He dislikes record labels who try to control rappers and tells them to die


State-of-mind mentality is blind to me
People's mindset and way of thinking are incomprehensible to him


See I'd die 'fore I live on my knees, believe..
He prioritizes his freedom and standing up for his values over being subservient


Livin' and strivin' and diggin' the skin he's in (8x)
He is content and proud of his black skin and life experiences


You know it ain't no love, no love for these
There is no respect or love for certain people in the music industry


Don't you know it ain't no...
He repeats this phrase to emphasize the lack of love or respect




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