One Love
dj j. period Lyrics
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When the cops came you should of slid to my crib
Fuck it black, no time for looking back it's done
Plus congratulations you know you got a son
I heard he looks like you, why don't your lady write you?
Told her she should visit, that's when she got hyper
Flip it, talk about he acts too rough
He didn't listen he be riffin' while I'm telling him stuff
Fucking with the niggas from that fake crew that hate you
But yo, guess who got shot in the dome-piece?
Jerome s niece, on her way home from joes beaches club
Plus little rob is selling drugs all the time
Hanging out with young thugs that all carry 9's
At night time there's more trife than ever
What up with Cormega, did you see 'em, are y'all together?
If so then hold the fort, now I represent to the fullest
Say whats up to herb, ice and bullet
I left a half a hundred in your commissary
You was my nigga when push came to shove
One what? one love
Dear born, you'll be out soon, stay strong
Out in new york the same shit is going on
The crack-heads stalking, loud-mouths is talking
Hold, check out the story yesterday when I was walking
The nigga you shot last year tried to appear like he hurtin' something
Word to mother, I heard him fronting
And he be pumping on your block
Your man gave him your glock
And now they run together, what up son, whatever
Since I'm on the streets I'm a put it to a cease
When I heard you blew a nigga with the ? for a phone piece
Whylin' on the island but now with ?
Better chill 'cause them niggasz will put that ass on fire
Last time you wrote you said they tried you in the showers
I maintain when you come home the corner's ours
On the reels, all these crab niggaz know the deal
When we start the revolution all they probably do is squeal
But chill, see you on the next v I
I gave your mom dukes loot for kicks
Plus ? flicks
Your brother's buck whylin' in four Maine he wrote me
He might beat his case, 'til he come home I play it low key
So stay civilized, time flies
Though incarcerated your mind (dies)
I hate it when your mum cries
It kinda wants to make me murder, for real-a
I've even got a mask and gloves to bust slugs
For one love
Sometimes I sit back with a Buddha sack
Mind's in another world thinking how can we exist through the facts
Written in school text books, bibles, etcetera
Fuck a school lecture, the lies get me vexed-er
So I be ghost from my projects
I take my pen and pad for the week and hittin' nails while I'm sleeping
A two day stay, you may say I need the time alone
To relax my dome, no phone, left the 9 at home
You see the streets have me stressed something terrible
Fucking with the corners have a nigga up in belle vue
Or h.d.m., hit with numbers from 8 to 10
A future in a maximum state pen is grim
So I comes back home, nobody's helping shorty
Do I roll them two phillies together and the friends we call them oowops
He said nas, niggaz cold be bustin' off the roof
So I wear a bullet proof and pack a black tres-deuce
He inhailed so deep, shut his eyes like he was sleep
Started coughing when I peeked to watch me speak
I sat back like the mack, my army suit was black
We was chillin' on these bitches where he pumped his loose cracks
I took an l when he passed it, this little bastard
Keeps me blasted he starts talking mad shit
I had to school him, told him don't let niggas fool him
'cause when the pistol blows a shot that's when a murder be the cool one
Tough luck when niggas are struck, families fucked up
Could've caught your man, but didn't look when you bucked up
Mistakes happen, so take heed never bust up
If the crowd catch him solo, make the right man bleed
Shorty's laugh was cold blooded as he spoke so foul
Only twelve trying to tell me that he liked my style
Then I rose, wiping the blunts ash from my clothes
Then froze only the bolder herb smoke through my nose
And told my little man that I'm a go cyprose
There's some jewels in the skull that he can sell if he chose
Words of wisdom from nas try to rise up above
Keep an eye out for jake shorty what
One love
The song "One Love" by DJ J. Period is a rap that tells the story of two friends communicating through letters while one of them is incarcerated. The song touches on various issues, such as drug dealing, violence, and the importance of loyalty and friendship. The chorus, "One Love," emphasizes the bond between the two friends and encourages them to remain loyal to one another.
In the first verse, the friend outside of prison updates his incarcerated friend on their neighborhood, including the birth of his son and the troubling behavior of some individuals. He also mentions a mutual friend who was shot and killed.
The second verse is written from the perspective of the friend in prison, responding to the first letter. He updates his friend on his situation and mentions a feud between two individuals that has escalated to violence. The verse ends on a more positive note, with the friend encouraging his friend to stay strong and hopeful, despite their difficult circumstances.
Overall, "One Love" encourages listeners to remain loyal and supportive of their friends and loved ones, even in the face of adversity.
Line by Line Meaning
What up kid? I know shit is rough doing your bid
Hey, how's it going? I understand that life is tough while you're serving your prison sentence.
When the cops came you should've slid to my crib
When the police arrived, you should've run to my house to avoid getting caught.
Fuck it black, no time for looking back it's done
Forget about the past, there's no point in dwelling on it.
Plus congratulations you know you got a son
Congratulations, I heard you have a son.
I heard he looks like you, why don't your lady write you?
I heard your son resembles you. Why doesn't your partner send you letters?
Told her she should visit, that's when she got hyper
I advised her to come and see you, but she got overly excited.
Flip it, talk about he acts too rough
She changed the subject and complained about how you behave aggressively.
He didn't listen he be riffin' while I'm telling him stuff
He didn't pay attention, he kept interrupting me while I was speaking.
I was like yeah, shorty don't care, she a snake too
I told her it's okay, she doesn't care about you anyway, she's untrustworthy.
Fucking with the niggas from that fake crew that hate you
She associates with fake people who despise you.
But yo, guess who got shot in the dome-piece?
Guess who got shot in the head?
Jerome's niece, on her way home from Joe's Beaches club
It was Jerome's niece, she was shot while returning from Joe's Beaches club.
Plus little Rob is selling drugs all the time
In addition, little Rob is constantly involved in drug dealing.
Hanging out with young thugs that all carry 9's
He spends time with dangerous individuals who all carry guns.
At night time there's more trife than ever
During nighttime, there's an amplified amount of trouble and conflict.
What up with Cormega, did you see 'em, are y'all together?
Do you know what's going on with Cormega? Have you seen him? Are you two still in touch?
If so then hold the fort, now I represent to the fullest
If you have any updates, let me know. I'll take charge and represent our crew wholeheartedly.
Say what's up to Herb, Ice and Bullet
Send my regards to Herb, Ice, and Bullet.
I left a half a hundred in your commissary
I left fifty dollars in your prison account.
You was my nigga when push came to shove
You were my close friend when things got tough.
One what? One love
What do you mean by 'one'? Are you referring to 'one love'?
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: HAROLD LILLY JR, ALICIA AUGELLO-COOK, MARK BATSON, KASEEM DEAN, JAMES HEATH, NASIR JONES
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