Shabaam Sahdeeq - I Still Love Her lyrics

Hip Hop Don't know what I'd do without you Common said he used to love her but I love her still She got a couple of my peoples a house on the hill And when I'm the club she all I wanna hear My crew all here smell that 'dro in the air And it been that way for 'bout 15 years She took me through pain, sweat and lots of tears She change like chameleon One week she got her head wrapped, next week she got Prada on She took n***as out the hood Got 'em eating good, got 'em feeling good, got 'em living good The first time I met her, she came through the door with Rakim She had me doing the wop Hoping that feeling won't stop Sometime I caught her on a conscious tip But most times she want to yap about diamonds and whips But she universal, she got all that with her Loving her body I couldn't wait to hit her Got with her had to get her in my clutch and thrust 'Cos I love to lust, and lust to love That's how I feel, she international, shores can't hold her Sometimes she be in the hand of fake promoters [Hook] That's why I love you Hip hop I don't know what you do to me But I love you I heard some say they lost careers But all I know is I love you Hip hop I don't know what you do to me But I love you That's hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip hop She took me around the world, explored the globe She took me through highs and lows that's all I know She ride in the whip with me on full blast I love it when she boost that ba** that fat a** She flirt with guitar strings Pianos and things Been hitting it for years Not a one night fling She be in the west with Snoop, the east with Jay In the south with Ludacris, midwest with Nelly And the studio's the telly where I bust on her belly Even though she a ho, I'm a pimp for sho She got a lot of n***as p**y whipped She got lot of kids brainwashed runnin' round with pistols and sh** Pac died in '96 straight freaking that chick Big went to heaven '97 loving that chick And I spend a lot of time with her in my room alone Blaze her back to back like I be doin' them stokes [Hook] If I had to die for her I would, it's love for sho It's love for rhymes, it's love for beats, it's love for dough And when I kiss her and hug her I'm off into another zone Thinkin' 'bout the times with her alone Thinkin' 'bout the times when we rocked the crowd Think about the times when we scraped up dimes to get smoke And I love her just the same whether she Blood or Loc, Vice Lord or Folk Got me happy like a new leather coat Got me hype like I'm sniffin' lines of coke With the mic choked in the studio droppin' em quotes She got me hooked like fiends with vials of crack Over and over, back and forth, keep coming back And she made me cry when she told me Pun and L was gone Rest in peace but they'll live forever in song, forever in song Word, word rest in peace [Hook in background with S.S. talking over it] Biggie, Biggie Smalls, rest in peace 2Pac, 2Pac Shakur, rest in peace Freaky Tah, Freaky Tah, Lost Boyz Pig Pun, Big Punisher Big L, Harlem, Scott La Rock Big P, Trouble T-Roy, yeah, word All my fallen soldiers, yeah God forgive em, got love for this game, got love for this game, uh huh I don't hate on no forms of hip hop, love it all Like King Sun once said to me and sh**, hip hop like a library You go in that library, you pick the book that you want, yeah, pick that book Take that home and you read that, love all kind of forms, flavours We got the hardcore, we got the commercial, all kind of flavours We got all that, we got the underground Go in the library you pick the book you want No doubt, I love all the flavours, soak that up, soak that up Love all the sh** right here, hip hop Been doin it since '87, love it Young cat, now its time to put the crew on the map Sinister Sounds, Sinister Sounds