Lets Start Rap Over
The Lox Lyrics


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(Puff)
See, I want to get back to the love.
Let's start love over, come on.

[Chorus: Carl Thomas)
Let's start love over,
Back to the way things were.
Forget about them,
'Cause all we got is us.
We can make it
Sad if we try.
I want to start love over.
Let's make it, do or die

[Styles]
When I was nine years old,
I realized there was a road.
At the end, I would win lots of pots of gold.
Days, when I used to have my play clothes on,
I would make up my rhymes the middle of Voltron,
But you've learned what the herbs do.
Breaking curfew,
Hit the park when it's dark, make it stand like a podium.
Niggas had a box and a strip of linoleum.
Some break a boogie, but those that don't
Was usually a fighter.
Rollin' easy riders,
Sending people to the store for a soda and a lighter.
A real cool cat that would let you keep a dollar,
But now things change, and it's the days of tomorrow.
Little kids is big now,
They'll push your wig now.
Can't send them to the store,
But you can send them for roll
And put them on my vine,
And give them one big push for all mankind.

[Chorus]

[Jadakiss]
People still taking rapping for a joke,
A passing hope,
Or a phrase with a rope.
What ever happened to the caddies, white walls, and spokes?
Crates of records, turn tables, plenty of folks,
Remember playing in the streets, touch football.
Look, y'all,
Somebody get mad and bounce with they football.
Twenty four hour block parties,
Everybody on the block pissing, you a dark hardy.
Adults used to think I was scheming,
But I was dreaming to one day make a hot album and have 'em all fiendin'.
Now, every time, that I rhyme I can tell that you like it,
Be nursing the tunes like the mind of a psychic.
Your mind is weary, floating like a dove,
Sweating and things, like you were making love.
Control the crowd so they can accept it.
Total concentration is the perfect method.

[Bridge:]
Where's the love?
Somebody tell me,
Where's the love?
Because we want to know.

(Puff)
I remember everybody I loved, everybody.
It wasn't always player hating,
There wasn't jealousy and all this envy,
It was the love.

[Sheek]
Hey yo, hip hop
Set out in the park.
What?
We used to do it out in the dark
All night long till the cops made us go,
Or till somebody's moms pulled the extension cord from the window.
Lees on, thinking you fresh,
Trying to impress
Shorty, with the baby hair pushed down on her forehead.
Ponytail swaying, she hot,
Standing like she bowl-legged, but she not.
You remember the days?
That's when crack was affecting blacks like that.
Just drink some Valentine Ale, little reefer,
Friday night go check out Star Child at the theater.
That's all corrupt.
Over rap you might get bust.
Say the wrong thing:
End up in a permanent sling.
Went from shell tops to hollow tops.
Used to rock the bus stop.
Now we electric slide from the cops.
Want some veterans in this,
That ain't keeping it real.
Now, with God, we chill over a record deal.
Always the good ones to go,
Never your enemies die.
Till this day, I wonder why they took my man B.I.
No time to yell rhymes in the microphone.
Take this more serious than just a poem.
Rock party to party
While you're out the door.
But tear it up, yo, let's start love over.

[Chorus]





[Bridge: x2]

Overall Meaning

The Lox feat. Carl Thomas's Let's Start Rap Over is a tribute to the early days of hip-hop when the culture was pure, fun and free of violence. The first verse by Styles P is about the innocence of childhood, where he used to make up rhymes while playing with his friends. But as he grew older, things changed, and the streets became dangerous with drugs and violence, forcing him to adopt a different lifestyle. Jadakiss, in the second verse, talks about how hip-hop used to be a fun-loving culture, and people loved it for the music without making it a commodity, but now it has become all about record deals, fame and money. Sheek Louch talks about the street parties where hip-hop was born, and how people used to come together to dance and have a good time without any fear of violence. The chorus by Carl Thomas is a plea to go back to those days of innocence, where love prevailed over hate and violence.


The song is a part of the soundtrack for the movie "How to Be a Player", released in 1997. The song was produced by Puff Daddy, who also appears in the intro and outro of the song.


The song features a sample from The Staple Singers' "Let's Do It Again."


The song was originally titled "Let's Start Over," but it was changed to "Let's Start Rap Over" to reflect the song's lyrical content.


The Lox's verses were initially recorded for a different track, but they were later used for "Let's Start Rap Over."


The song was the second single from the "How to Be a Player" soundtrack.


The music video for the song features footage of old school block parties and performances by The Lox.


"Let's Start Rap Over" peaked at number 66 on the US Billboard Hot 100 chart and number 24 on the Hot Rap Singles chart.


The song was included in The Lox's 2000 album "We Are The Streets."


The song has become a cult classic among hip-hop lovers for its nostalgic and positive message.


Chords: The chords for this song are not available as it is a hip-hop track.


Line by Line Meaning

(Puff) See, I want to get back to the love.
Puff expresses his desire to return to the essence of love.


Let's start love over, Back to the way things were.
The chorus suggests a fresh start and a return to the past when things were good.


Forget about them, 'Cause all we got is us.
The chorus urges to forget about external factors and prioritize the love they have with each other.


We can make it Sad if we try.
The chorus believes that even in tough times, their love can overcome obstacles.


I want to start love over. Let's make it, do or die
The chorus reiterates the desire to start fresh and make the love work at any cost.


When I was nine years old, I realized there was a road.
Styles recalls his younger days when he discovered his passion for rapping.


At the end, I would win lots of pots of gold.
Styles believed that his passion would eventually lead him to success and riches.


Days, when I used to have my play clothes on, I would make up my rhymes the middle of Voltron,
Styles reminisces about his playful childhood and how he would come up with rhymes while playing with toys.


But you've learned what the herbs do. Breaking curfew,
Styles acknowledges how he's grown up and learned about the consequences of his actions.


Hit the park when it's dark, make it stand like a podium.
Styles and his crew would hang out in the park and create a stage out of their surroundings.


Niggas had a box and a strip of linoleum. Some break a boogie, but those that don't
Styles references the early days of hip hop when people would breakdance on a piece of linoleum, and those who didn't were usually fighters.


Was usually a fighter. Rollin' easy riders,
Styles recalls how some people he grew up with would ride motorcycles and engage in risky behavior.


Sending people to the store for a soda and a lighter. A real cool cat that would let you keep a dollar,
Styles reminisces about the simpler times when they would send someone to grab a soda and a lighter, and how his friend was always generous.


But now things change, and it's the days of tomorrow. Little kids are big now, They'll push your wig now.
Styles is acknowledging that times have changed and the younger generation is more daring and fearless.


Can't send them to the store, But you can send them for roll And put them on my vine, And give them one big push for all mankind.
Styles suggests that they can no longer send kids to the store for a soda, but they can help them grow in their passion for rap.


People still taking rapping for a joke, A passing hope, Or a phrase with a rope.
Jadakiss observes that some people still don't take rap seriously and view it as a fleeting trend or a negative influence.


What ever happened to the caddies, white walls, and spokes? Crates of records, turn tables, plenty of folks,
Jadakiss laments the loss of classic hip hop culture and how it has been replaced by modern technology.


Remember playing in the streets, touch football. Look, y'all, Somebody get mad and bounce with they football.
Jadakiss recalls playing football in the streets and how sometimes a disagreement would end with someone taking the ball and going home.


Twenty four hour block parties, Everybody on the block pissing, you a dark hardy.
Jadakiss remembers block parties that would go on all day and all night, and people would use the streets as a bathroom.


Adults used to think I was scheming, But I was dreaming to one day make a hot album and have 'em all fiendin'.
Jadakiss explains how his parents would think he was up to no good, but in reality, he was just dreaming of becoming a successful rapper.


Now, every time, that I rhyme I can tell that you like it, Be nursing the tunes like the mind of a psychic.
Jadakiss notices when people enjoy his music and compares them to psychics who can sense what's coming next.


Your mind is weary, floating like a dove, Sweating and things, like you were making love.
Jadakiss describes how his music can transport listeners and create a sensual experience.


Control the crowd so they can accept it. Total concentration is the perfect method.
Jadakiss explains his approach to performing and how he needs to control the crowd so they can fully appreciate the music.


I remember everybody I loved, everybody. It wasn't always player hating, There wasn't jealousy and all this envy, It was the love.
Sheek recalls the love he had for everyone he knew and how there wasn't negativity or animosity in their relationships.


Hey yo, hip hop Set out in the park. What? We used to do it out in the dark
Sheek remembers how they would gather in the park to rap and how it didn't matter if it was day or night.


All night long till the cops made us go, Or till somebody's moms pulled the extension cord from the window.
Sheek reminisces about how they would rap all night, and either the police or someone's mom would eventually shut them down.


Lees on, thinking you fresh, Trying to impress Shorty, with the baby hair pushed down on her forehead.
Sheek recalls the fashion of the time and how guys would try to impress girls with their style.


Ponytail swaying, she hot, Standing like she bowl-legged, but she not.
Sheek describes an attractive girl who may not have perfect posture, but she still has appeal.


You remember the days? That's when crack was affecting blacks like that.
Sheek reflects on the impact that crack had on the Black community during the time he's describing.


Just drink some Valentine Ale, little reefer, Friday night go check out Star Child at the theater.
Sheek recalls the simple pleasures of drinking beer and smoking weed while going out to watch a movie.


That's all corrupt. Over rap you might get bust. Say the wrong thing: End up in a permanent sling.
Sheek references the violence that can come with speaking out over rap and how it can lead to serious repercussions.


Went from shell tops to hollow tops. Used to rock the bus stop. Now we electric slide from the cops.
Sheek notes the shift in fashion from shell-toe Adidas to more modern clothing, and how they used to hang out at the bus stop but now they have to run from the police.


Want some veterans in this, That ain't keeping it real. Now, with God, we chill over a record deal.
Sheek suggests that while some people want to see veterans in the game, it's not just about authenticity anymore, and he's content with his current situation.


Always the good ones to go, Never your enemies die. Till this day, I wonder why they took my man B.I.
Sheek reflects on the untimely death of his friend and questions why tragedy always seems to strike down good people.


No time to yell rhymes in the microphone. Take this more serious than just a poem.
Sheek stresses the importance of taking rap seriously and not just treating it like a hobby.


Rock party to party While you're out the door. But tear it up, yo, let's start love over.
Sheek suggests that they keep the party going from one place to another, but always prioritize love and starting fresh.


[Bridge:] Where's the love? Somebody tell me, Where's the love? Because we want to know.
The bridge asks where the love has gone and expresses a desire to find it again.


[Bridge: x2]
The bridge repeats the same question, emphasizing its importance.




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Written by: MICHAEL CLAXTON

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