[Verse 1:]
America got a thing for this gangster %#@!
Well I ain't got it

So if different %#@! is wack to you, don't cop it
I can only be honest in the %#@! that I write
Take a trip through my life

Visit the vivid imagery I'm giving you twice
One with the beat, the other when I'm spitting precise
You can't help but say this ^!$$% is nice

But if I don't make a tec spit
You won't respect it
Or cop the record, so $#&@ it let me get reckless

If I like that shine on your necklace
I'm a buss shots, go shine on your necklace
Drop top sped off before those hots shots let off

Now your $$# can't wear shine cause you're neckless (haha)
%#@!, let's get serious people
Real %#@! really isn't real to you people

This is my life, $#&@ what you write
This is my genre, $#&@ what you like.


[Chorus:]
I got no real family
No real friends

No real escape
No real end
So I'm gonna die with my music by my side and that's true %#@!

No good liquor
No good bud
No good #~!!@

No good drugs
So music is the only love.


[Verse 2:]
You ever had a $#&@in conversation with a song you sampled
Smoking as much weed as the bong could handle

I was high looking for some inspiration
A way that I could talk through the beat itself
Then I put on some Grand Central Station

Track 9 on the album, Release yourself, it said "Music is the only Love"
Hell Motha $#&@in' yeah
It's the only love, I'm never lonely cause it disowned me

Trust that if it needs me, I'll be there and vice versa
Can't say the same about these phoney punks
When I was laying in the hospital bed hooked to an IV

No one even cared if I was dead, ain't want to find me
Music was right there, my life was touched
So I love music twice as much.


[Chorus:]
Sometimes I feel like I...

Got no real family
No real friends
No real escape

No real end
So I'm gonna die with my music by my side and that's true %#@!
No good liquor

No good bud
No good #~!!@
No good drugs

So music is the only love.

[Verse 3:]

Sleepin on the 2 train, freezin cold
18 years old, wearing pink and gold
No desire to live

No where I need to go
Dead tired but wired from weed and !@%!e
E and dope, speed and anything that could help me leave this hopeless state of mind

God saw me, he would note,
Forgive me god for saying leave me alone
He forgave me and he gave me

The best thing that has ever happen to me
That's the treble and the bass clef
Turns out that I had it since a baby

Because of pain, I lost sight of it lately
This whole world makes me crazy
But not music, music just makes me
I don't make music. Music makes me
So you can hate me

Music appreciates me

[Chorus:]
So I'm gonna die with my music by my side and that's true %#@!
No good liquor

No good bud
No good #~!!@
No good drugs
So music is the only love.


[Talking:]
This is dedicated to anyone that puts music first
If you would rather sing than breathe
If all you had left in your body was the ability to play your instrument, would you?
If so this is for you

If you would write a song with your own blood as ink
This is for you
Music is not just an expression
It is an Art Form
It is a turnicate to the bleeding heart
Music is the helicopter that saves your soul from the hurricane of life

Music is all you got
This is for you.