Pal Joey - Love's Gonna Get'cha (Material Love) lyrics

[Verse 1, KRS-One] Im in junior high with a b plus grade At the end of the day I don't hit the arcade I walk from school to my moms apartment I got to tell the s**as everyday "don't start it" Cause where I'm at if you're soft you're lost To say on course means to roll with force A boy named Rob is chillin in a Benz In front of my building with the rest of his friends I give him a pound, oh I mean I shake his hand He's the neighborhood drug dealer, my man I go upstair and hug my mother Kiss my sister, and punch my brother I sit down on my bed to watch some tv (machine gun fire) do my ears decieve me Nope, thats the fourth time this week Another fast brother shot dead in the street The very next day while im off to cla** My moms goes to work cold busting her a** My sisters cute but she got no gear I got three pairs of pants and with my brother I share See there in school see I'm made a fool With one and a half pair of pant you ain't cool But there's no dollars for nothing else I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf Every day I see my mother struggling Now its time i've got to do Something I look for work I get dissed like a jerk I do odd jobs and come Home like a slob So here comes Rob his gold and chivalry He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery I do it once, I do it twice Now theres steak with the beans and rice My mother's nervous but she knows the deal My sister's gear now has s** appeal My brothers my partner and we're getting paper Three months later we run our own caper My family's happy everything is new Now tell me what the f** am I supposed to do [Hook] Thats why, (loves gonna get you) (loves gonna get you)(loves gonna get you)(loves gonna get you) You fall in love with your chain You fall in love with your car Loves gonna sneak right up and snuff you from behind So I want you to check the story out as we go down the line (loves gonna get you)(loves gonna get you)(loves gonna get you) [Verse 2, KRS-One] Money's flowing, everything is fine Got myself an uzi and my brother a nine Business is boomin' everything is cool I pull about a g a week f** school A year goes by and I begin to grow Not in height but juice and cash flow I pick up my feet and begin to watch tv Cause now I got other people working for me I got a 55 inch television you know And every once in awhile I hear just say no Or the other commercial I love Is when they say, this is your brain on d** I pick up my remote control and just turn Cause with that bullsh** im not concerned See me and my brother jump in the BM Driving around our territory again I stop at the light like a superstar And automatic weapons cold sprayed my car I hit the accelerater scared as sh** And drove one block to find my brother was hit He wasn't dead but the blood was pouring And all I could think about was war and Later I found that it was Rob and his crew Now tell me what the f** am I supposed to do [Hook] [Verse 3, KRS-One] My brothers out of it, but I'm still in it On top of that im in it to win it I can't believe that Rob would diss me That f*ggot, that punk, he's soft a sissy I'm driving around now with three of my guys The war is on and I'm on the rise We rolled right up to his favorite hang out Said hello and then the bullets rang out Some fired back so we took cover And all I could think about was my brother Rob jumped up and began to run Busting shots hoping to hit someone So I just stopped, and let off three shots Two hit him and one hit a cop I threw the gun down and began to shout Come on I got him it's time to break out But as we ran there were the boys in blue Pointing their guns at my four man crew They shot down one, they shot down Two Now tell me what the f** am I supposed to do [Hook]