[Lyric] 97 Bulls - Quis Amor (Creative Gold & Murph Watkins)

[Verse 1: Creative Gold]

Really it ain't the same no more
The city act like they don't my name no more
It's cool I dig it, composure kept though I'm livid
I'm in the game dealing with the shit that comes with it
They say that they see me grinding, The Source don't wanna fuck with me
How one editor representing the company
Industry could hate me I thug my way through
With a full bottle of Hennessy, quarter of Grey Goose
What a year what a year, made friends lost friends
Lost my job found a private employer to make ends
Niggas stabbed in the back, bitches provoke the murder
Brothers tell me what happen, don't saturate raw burgers
No money without my niggas, success without my family
Summer home in the works, cooking heat down in Miami
My pop always told me boy, watch who you trust
This Casio on my wrist is getting all of my love, now what's love ?

[Bridge: Creative Gold]
What's love ?
Can somebody really tell me what's love ?
What's love ? What's love ?
Can somebody really show me what's love ?

[Verse 2: Murph Watkins]

I'm loving the days I reminisce on, I'm up in daze
I'm stuck on a page of life, where we was alright
With nothing to hate, What's love?
Now a days I'm asking questions to grasp on the fact
I'm coming in second to last to records that's ass, check it
I'm past flexing I'm built to last in this trash era
They made bad errors and flagging the flag bearers
Wearing tight ass leather on my ass
Never will that ever be a Watkins trait, nigga stop the hate
Let up off my nut sack, brother let me breathe
The greatest in the city 23 bitch it's me it's Murph
Creative Gold 97 nigga we the first with it
You can't get it and if you do we reimbursed dig it
We the search party targeting the first audience ya'll will get hurt targeting
This what first started it
Take part in this we harbor the storm
We off track but regardless we on, what's love?

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[Bob Marley interview]