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Yeah, yeah

How beautiful love can be
On the streets love is hard to see
It's a place I got to be
Loving you is loving me

How beautiful love can be
On the streets love is hard to see
Gotta reach that frequency
Loving you is loving me

Yeah, you know what love is
Even found it on the ground where the thugs live
My man had to dig deep to find his
Couldn't sleep 'cause on the real he had five kids

Live niggas, real niggas express and chase it
In crap games, black dames and big faces
Cases in court, Fam showing loving support
You and your baby's mom thought that love was a sport

As men we were taught to hold it in
That's why we don't know how till we older men
If Love is a place, I'ma go again
At least now, now I know to go within

At times it can take ya for a spin
Heartbreak hotel then you're home again
I seen love make a nigga soul pretend
Like a story that he don't want to end

How beautiful love can be
On the streets love is hard to see
It's a place I got to be
Loving you is loving me

How beautiful love can be
On the streets love is hard to see
Gotta reach that frequency
Loving you is loving me

It's all love where we come from
In the hood loved we was told to run from
That same hood where the gun sung
We holla love hoping it become one

Crack got so many lives undone
From lack of Love many hide, some run
I knew this girl with a son who dreamt of acting in plays
Demonstration with a man had her trapped in a maze

Tryin' to find herself to regain much of that she had gave
Love can free us to which some react as a slave
Funny, we love 'em more when they relaxed in a grave
Wonder if a thug is raw, is he acting afraid?

Everybody loves somebody, I attract shade
Heard of the love of money but compassionate pays
Talk about it with my youth so she understand
What it is to be loved by a man

How beautiful love can be
On the streets love is hard to see
It's a place I got to be
Loving you is loving me

How beautiful love can be
On the streets love is hard to see
Gotta reach that frequency
Loving you is loving me

Some say that I'm a dreamer, 'cause I talk about it often
Seen the hardest niggas soften with his homie in a coffin
We walk in, stand and fall in it
With the right companion, we all in it

Mary sang a song about it
Having broad limits in the game of life
It's the scrimmage
Reminiscing on letters I wrote in my small days
A letter to the people love always

How beautiful love can be
On the streets love is hard to see
It's a place I got to be
Loving you is loving me

How beautiful love can be
On the streets love is hard to see
Gotta reach that frequency
Loving you is loving me