I Love You
The Diplomats Lyrics


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[Juelz Santana]
People say my theories is backwards
I tell them, sincerly, it's clearly, you hearing me backwrds
I tell 'em I'm great, but still I need practice
I tell them to wait, go and comeback quick, they don't understand me
It's not logic, I'm not logic, I got problems
I worship the late prophet, the great Muhammad Ali
For the words that he spoke, that stung like a bee
Soaked into me, you niggaz will see but
I'm still insane, I'm Rodman, dealing my brain
I'm grinding sharing my pain, fuck, where is the fame
Niggaz, they still rhyming, still in the game
They still dealing the cane, still cock shit in your brain, homie
I still smell the rotten people that lay
There in ground zero, forgotten, left in for days
Probably left there to stay, left in decay
Broken pieces of towers, left in their graves
I pray they be saved, until then, that's just a suggestion I made
Follow me homie, listen, I subjected my ways nigga
Weapons that spray, at your fucking face nigga
It's Santana the great, in the place niggaz, stay away nigga
Cause I'm headed straight to the top, niggaz
Diplomat Taliban slash ROC nigga
Oh yeah, I do this for my block niggaz
D train, Al Gator, pop niggaz
Young drugs, young twins, Shiest bug
Niggaz I love, my thugs
Now, come fuck with your boy
Jones, Killa, Freakay, come fuck with your boy, WHOA
It's Santana again nigga, no bandanas just him nigga
In the flesh, like
[Cam'Ron]
I seen it time, business and friendship
Friendships ended, business attended, clips get extended
Lawyers get called, accountants get faxed
That was my man, well I wish that he meant it
It's been a long time, hereing the mobsters
This ain't overnight, it's years in the process
Shed a tear in the process, now process is over
All my niggaz get prepared for the Oscars
Back to the block, sharing a lobster
Morris Malone, Sam Malone, preparing the vodka, holla
Hallejulah, no hum-do-allah, but respecting my Aki
He held me down, when it was getting real rocky
Hustling, isn't a hobby
I sit in the lobby, look at my ovie, have visions of Gotti
Visions of lotties, pictures of Blood, scenes of L
I want to see my son, piss in that potty
Jimmy, I'm going to make sure your wrist is real rocky
See my plans are for long term like Mr. Miyagi
Wax on, wax off, put our wax on, take that wack off
Over some nights, I had fights over the white
The roads to the lows, I knows what it's like
Now, career over like Mike: anyone
Tyson, Jordan, Jackson, it's over
This shit right here touched my soul, man
My grandmother or something, 56 bless her soul




Apartment 56 that is, 101, West 140th
Rest In Peace Liddiah Giles, Blood Shed..

Overall Meaning

The Diplomats' song "I Love You" is a rap song with a deep message about life, love, and loyalty. The song features Juelz Santana and Cam'Ron rapping about their struggles and the ups and downs of their lives. Santana talks about how people misunderstand him and his thoughts because they think in reverse, and he is a worshipper of Muhammad Ali's powerful words. He is a troubled mind, fighting to find fame and success in the rap game. The lyrics also address the tragic events that occurred at ground zero, and the broken pieces of towers left in their graves, and he prays for the victims to be saved.


Cam'Ron talks about the challenges of maintaining long-lasting relationships in life, where friendships ended and business got attended. He reflects on his journey to success, shedding a tear in the process, and now living his life like a boss with his niggaz, preparing for the Oscars. Cam'Ron is a family man, thinking about his son, hoping to raise him well, and make sure his wrist is real rocky. The song touches his soul, reminding him of his grandmother, who lived in Apartment 56 at West 140th, and the people who were important to him, like Liddiah Giles and Blood Shed.


Overall, "I Love You" is a song about life's hardships and relationships, expressed through the honesty and vulnerability of the rappers' lyrics.


Line by Line Meaning

People say my theories is backwards
People think my ideas are wrong or misguided


I tell them, sincerly, it's clearly, you hearing me backwrds
I explain that they are misunderstanding me because they are not listening carefully enough


I tell 'em I'm great, but still I need practice
I acknowledge that I have talent, but there is always room for improvement


I tell them to wait, go and comeback quick, they don't understand me
I suggest that they take time to reflect and return with an open mind to better understand my perspective


It's not logic, I'm not logic, I got problems
My way of thinking may not make sense to others, and I admit that I have some personal issues


I worship the late prophet, the great Muhammad Ali
I greatly admire Muhammad Ali and his words have deeply impacted me


For the words that he spoke, that stung like a bee
I appreciate the powerful effect that Muhammad Ali's words had on those listening


Soaked into me, you niggaz will see but
The teachings of Muhammad Ali have left a lasting impression on me and will be evident in my actions


I'm still insane, I'm Rodman, dealing my brain
I am a bit crazy and unpredictable, and my thoughts are constantly in motion like Dennis Rodman's on-court performance


I'm grinding sharing my pain, fuck, where is the fame
I am working hard to share my struggles and experiences with others, but I am frustrated with the lack of recognition I receive


Niggaz, they still rhyming, still in the game
Other rappers are still making music and competing in the industry


They still dealing the cane, still cock shit in your brain, homie
They are still involved in the drug trade and promoting harmful behavior through their lyrics and influence


I still smell the rotten people that lay
I can still feel the lingering negative energy from the September 11th terrorist attack


There in ground zero, forgotten, left in for days
The victims of 9/11 were left in the rubble for days and not properly recognized or remembered


I pray they be saved, until then, that's just a suggestion I made
I hope that the victims of 9/11 can find peace and comfort, but ultimately it is out of my control


Follow me homie, listen, I subjected my ways nigga
I invite my listeners to follow my lead and consider my unique perspective and way of living


Weapons that spray, at your fucking face nigga
I am not afraid to defend myself and my beliefs with force if necessary


It's Santana the great, in the place niggaz, stay away nigga
I am confident in my abilities and want others to recognize and respect me


Cause I'm headed straight to the top, niggaz
I am determined to achieve success and reach my goals


Diplomat Taliban slash ROC nigga
I am part of the Diplomat and Taliban rap groups, as well as associated with the ROC (Jay-Z's record label)


Oh yeah, I do this for my block niggaz
I make music to represent and uplift my community


D train, Al Gator, pop niggaz
I am giving a shout out to some of my friends and associates in my neighborhood


Young drugs, young twins, Shiest bug
I am also acknowledging some other people I know in my community


Niggaz I love, my thugs
I have a strong affection for the people in my neighborhood who have supported me


I seen it time, business and friendship
I have witnessed the intersection of business and personal relationships


Friendships ended, business attended, clips get extended
Sometimes these relationships can end or turn violent when money is involved


Lawyers get called, accountants get faxed
Legal and financial professionals are brought in when these situations arise


That was my man, well I wish that he meant it
I have had past friendships that ended in betrayal or dishonesty


It's been a long time, hereing the mobsters
I have been around people involved in organized crime for a while now


This ain't overnight, it's years in the process
My involvement with these individuals has been a gradual and lengthy process


Shed a tear in the process, now process is over
I have experienced emotional pain along the way, but now that chapter in my life is closed


All my niggaz get prepared for the Oscars
I am confident that my friends and associates will achieve great things and be recognized for their talents


Back to the block, sharing a lobster
After experiencing success, I still return to my neighborhood to share meals with my friends


Morris Malone, Sam Malone, preparing the vodka, holla
I am shouting out some of my friends as we enjoy drinks together


Hallejulah, no hum-do-allah, but respecting my Aki
I show respect to my Muslim brothers, but do not practice their religious customs


He held me down, when it was getting real rocky
One of my friends supported me through tough times


Hustling, isn't a hobby
I take my work and activities seriously and do not consider them just a casual hobby


I sit in the lobby, look at my ovie, have visions of Gotti
I am reflecting on my life and the influence of the infamous mobster, John Gotti


Visions of lotties, pictures of Blood, scenes of L
I am also recalling some of the people and situations from my past


I want to see my son, piss in that potty
I am looking forward to spending time with my child and experiencing the normalcy of parenting


Jimmy, I'm going to make sure your wrist is real rocky
I am addressing a friend and promising to help him achieve wealth and success


See my plans are for long term like Mr. Miyagi
I am taking a patient and steady approach to reaching my goals, like the wise mentor from the Karate Kid


Wax on, wax off, put our wax on, take that wack off
I am using a reference to the Karate Kid to encourage people to work hard and perfect their skills


Over some nights, I had fights over the white
I have been involved in conflicts and risky situations related to drug dealing


The roads to the lows, I knows what it's like
I have experienced the hardships and dangers of life on the streets


Now, career over like Mike: anyone
My competitors and peers may see their careers end suddenly, like Michael Jordan did


Tyson, Jordan, Jackson, it's over
These successful and powerful figures have all faced challenges and setbacks in their careers


This shit right here touched my soul, man
The lyrics and experiences shared in this song have deeply resonated with me emotionally


My grandmother or something, 56 bless her soul
I am giving a shout out to a deceased loved one


Apartment 56 that is, 101, West 140th
I am clarifying some details about the location I am referencing


Rest In Peace Liddiah Giles, Blood Shed..
I am expressing condolences and remembering some people who have passed away




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: RICK GILES, STEVE BOGARD

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