Still in Love

("Still in love" repeated through out entire song) Hey yo, every time I hear some real hip hop man I start thinking, I'm still in love man, listen [Verse 1] I'm in the booth like prison, ? If music's like women, I'm whipped like a nymph I love to keep it pushing, like the bass and speakers Love hearing real hip hop, and making heaters Born entertainer, armed with the flamer If they bust shots, when they come on, its a banger The place will lose it, (?) shaking to it True gangster music, screw face included Macho lingo, the beat will remind you Of the quatro cinco, or Cinco de Mayo Put it in your car, turn the sound sky high Drive down the block, sound like a drive-by Keep chicks moving, heat keep them open Put them in the mood, and they leave something broken DJ set the scene true it in the club, soundtrack for the hood Theme music from a thug I told you, I'm still in love baby [Verse 2] Beat drop heavy every rhyme one ton Streets not ready hurry, nine one one Spot get frantic, too late to panic (?) y'all, they can't stop from hitting the planet Inside a nigga moral, Saddam and Osama, the horror Without the bomb and (?) Spitting at a show performing, vocals are swarming Flow for flow like it's global-warming I flood the market out I'm over your head now Roll the carpet out, the drought's over and dead now When I kill a track, the true stories The cause of euphoria, the thriller's back Next flow level, hip hop lover Dress code ghetto, (?) Just an artist trying to rep the hardest And make history, so not even death could part us, it's love I'm still in love baby, still in love It's the god Rakim, they know I get it in They pull me back in, I'm going back in Spitting fire, ghetto music Getting higher like the drug therapeutic Hooked like an addict, strung like sex Look I gotta have it, it alleviates stress Quick as marijuana, settle in the brain Needle hit the record like heroin the vein Blood start flowing, adrenaline rush Love start jonesing, school yard crush Ra still fiending, still MC'ing Raw deals and G'ing, broods still (?) It's that dude, yeah it's that sick Spit that too, talk that shhhh And wait '91til the lights go off the show start That's when it's time for Ra to go off I told you I'm still in love, always was}