Kristina - My Love is Your Love (Remix) lyrics

[Wyclef] Yo Whitney and Wyclef Turn this up you gonna feel it up Yo if I became broke tomorrow Would I still be your pharaoh? Your ghetto Prince of Egypt And if I got into a motorcycle accident and crashed And became paraplegic Yeah and if the feds rush the door And find guns on the floor And took us to federal court Would you say they were yours? If I had to do a bid Would you take care of the kids? And never let another nig in the crib Keep the kitty licked, yeah [Whitney](Kristina) If tomorrow is judgment day (sing mommy) And I'm standing on the front line And the Lord asks me what I did with my life I will say, I spent it with you If I wake up in World War Three I see destruction and poverty And I feel like I wanna go home It's okay if you're coming with me [Chorus x2: Whitney Houston] Your love is my love and my love is your love It would take an eternity to break us And the chains of Amistad couldn't hold us [Whitney Houston] If I lose my fame and fortune (It really don't matter) And I'm homeless on the streets And I'm sleeping in Grand Central Station (okay) It's okay if you're sleeping with me (baby) As the years, they pa** us by We stay young through each other's eyes (Each other's eyes) And no matter how old we get, ooh It's okay as long as I got you, baby, yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus x2: Whitney Houston] [Whitney] If I should die this very day Don't cry cause on Earth We wasn't meant to stay And no matter what the people say (It really won't matter) I'll be waiting for you After the judgment day [Dyme] Now I lay me down to rest I pray that life don't get you stressed If you should cry, if you should break I pray these streets don't take your life Means more to me than that Rolley with the plat Heard that? Believe that, I ain't letting none of that Go down, when the feds come tell 'em none, they my guns And if they see me in the streets and wanna take my dough Take my clothes, for that price you can have my life Y'all shouting Dyme, that's my name Chicks spit fire, I'm putting out the flame For life, wifee, mommy to baby girl I wouldn't give it up for all the money in the world Oh my time is up, bricks to Mt. Vernon Clef and All Star bring in Whitney Houston [Chorus x2: Whitney Houston] [Wyclef] (Kristina) Collabo, All Star, East Side Refugee Camp from the basement, West Side (Clap your hands) And it don't stop South Side (Clap your hands) And me, North Side (I said the record is not over yet) (Clap your hands)