Mo' Love - DFC & M.C. Breed

The Energy that I'm gaining from your rays of light It fulfills me infinite space and time My soul told me Were together in a past life, past life, past life Our timelines meet Right here in the present time Oh I Peace Love, Peace Love, Peace Love And Light Peace Love, Peace Love, Peace Love And Light Peace Love, Peace Love, Peace Love And Light Peace Love, Peace Love, peace Love And Light I was living 3D Until she told me to vibrate high Now I'm 5D Skipped 4 went straight to 5 Spent most of my life living on the dark side Until this angel came along and showed me love and light I was in these streets real, real, real, real deep inside Until this Angel came along and showed me love and light Our timelines meet Right here in the present time Oh I Peace Love, Peace Love, Peace Love and Light Peace Love, Peace Love, Peace Love and Light Peace Love, Peace Love, Peace Love and Light Peace Love, Peace Love, peace Love and Light

Big city lights, big city name Where the only thing you know is the dope-dealing game Makin' that money just as fast as you can And this pride is yours in bein' a dopeman Rollin' big cars and carryin' big knots Niggas pushin' Benzes with the drop-tops Bitches all around, all over the place Eyes open wide for a sap to chase They just lookin' for a fool to pay the rent But bitch, you're dead wrong, you won't get a cent Girlies out there, they don't know my name MC Breed and that's me and that's one and the same I went from pushin' ki's of pure d caine To writin' Def lyrics for the Underground Slang Money bustin' out my socks The U-n-d-e-r-ground Punk, don't make a sound DFC comin' through like, move 'Cause ain't shit for my posse to prove Poppin' caps don't matter, brain cells scatter We head away on a 20 feet ladder Free as a bird, time to pass go The posse break out, and T's drivin' real slow Lights start flashin' all in my face Red said, "Fuck it," and began to race Went 20 miles up, ridin' through T looked at me, said, peep the gas tank To hell with it, pull on the side of the road "Get our of your jeep", man, you are cold I yelled out the roof, "Fuck you hoes" We paid 20 grand for bullet-proof windows 2 ounces of dope in my fix-a-flat 2 rounds of ammo for my personal gat Killed a 8 Ball, I'm ready to go The sounds of flashing nine made my blood flow Jumped on the roof and sprayed the beam light 20 dead cops who ain't nothin' nice People don't know us and they call us a gang But we fo' raw niggas from the Underground Slang The Underground Slang Man, cold 40s, man Lay back, you know 'm sayin'? Some of these girlies out there, you know 'm sayin'? The homie Red, you know 'm sayin'? Cash T, Technology, me MC Breed The whole DFC posse, you know 'm sayin'? Standin' for the 'Dope Force Connection Peace

Eh yo! creep with the t double-e from flint This crazy mother fucker that's always been Fuckin' up as i bust shots and lots of clips And, breakin' these niggaz down fo' they shit See, i give a fuck about a bitch, switch Nigga figgaz he's bigga, dig a bigga ditch Which, won't take too much time So this stupid mother fucker can't drop the dime I'm, back to the street (With what nigga) With gangster shit and dope beats T double-e's fin to get my cash on So i get my blast on Grab my clip and dash home So it's on in the city where i slide Forget about the troubles and get nine to five and get high Chillin' with the dfc And i got nineteen niggaz behind me Ready to get busy Who is he I'm making it plain So you stupid mother fuckers won't forget my name It's like, murder, murder, and movin' up on my hits And always keep a nine up on my side and fuck that bullshit Nigga figgaz he's bigga, dig a bigga ditch (bitch) Nigga figgaz he's bigga, dig a bigga ditch (bitch) Nigga figgaz he's bigga, dig a bigga ditch (bitch) Nigga figgaz he's bigga, dig a bigga ditch Peep, i'm representin' to you, snipin' My nigga tee don't give no fuck about a fight It's the one, two, three, ghetto life sound Boom, boom, boom, they all fall down Now here's a little story about a nigga on the run Never leaves the pound without packing a gun Paranoid, unemployed, but making bank Strapped, standing up on the corner slangin' dank It's the dfc, in the c-i-t, y F-l-i-n-t, i Take these niggaz on the warpath Poppin' em, stoppin' em, drop em in the bloodbath Niggaz got to clown So, every since i got back i've been puttin' it down And straight fuckin' up shit And it don't quit Now i'm the mother fucker tellin' you to get to dig beyyatch! This is fo the husler's yo Capone with the light skin, tone with the flow Here we go, check one, two with this Dick in yo mouth as we do it like this beyyatch! Straight bumpin' in the '68 chevrolet impala Bitches wanna follow, swallow Deez mother fucking nuts! Nigga figgaz he's bigga, dig a bigga ditch (bitch) Nigga figgaz he's bigga, dig a bigga ditch Nigga figgaz he's bigga, dig a bigga ditch (bitch) Nigga figgaz he's bigga, dig a bigga ditch (bitch) Nigga figgaz he's bigga, dig a bigga ditch (bitch) I'm starin' at the corner in my room at night I picks up the pen so i make my shit tight And i write, daily to keep my rhymes dope And big man's think that can hang when i quote Choke ho's as i cough those with lots of dick To, let 'em know i'm down fo my shit Yo ho, ass i might blast But first i want yo cash Then yo bitch, no switch What it is, twitch No i don't want yo bitch Cuz bitches ain't shit But mother fucking ho's and tricks Roll where the streets meet at Where hood meets hood, with bat 'n strap Ready to peel a cap and rat tat tat tat goes the nine In the c-i-t-y where i slide I break a mother fucker when i gots to With my glock too Many niggaz ball and make it hot To stop, and grab your cock and pop And do the wok We cop thirty six and slang dope on our block And keep a down bitch in yo corner And if you disrespect then fuck nigga you's a gonna Nigga figgaz he's bigga, dig a bigga ditch (bitch) Nigga figgaz he's bigga, dig a bigga ditch Nigga figgaz he's bigga, dig a bigga ditch (bitch)