Love Joint Revisited - Little Brother

Here in 2002, we present the fabulous love joint remix

Here we have two MC’s, both which are in physical form

And a producer in producarial essence and we are coming through first with

Phonte

Yo, Yo Eh yo I love waking up with a extreme purpose

After a night of playin’dream merchant

Right this way, this a matter of extreme mergance

I love rap cause it seems ernest

Love this joint cause we re worked it Love cell phones with free service

So I can call a broad, at E’s house

And you and see, downloaded all my freestyles

On desktop, hard drop, MP3 files

Screamin’at the top of her lungs, she lovin’me now

Eh yo, donny say the best love balance

A song for you and yours, make your mic fist pump valid

Late nights is a habbit, drinkin parme, makin matic

Jakes leave, flicks gotta have it I love Macho Man Randy Savage

Screamin’Elizabeth come take a ride on my slim jim (oooh yeah)

I love Barry Heter, but it tells

Just like I love Pac and Above The Rim

Cause this ain’t a fable like the brothers grim

Love my niggaz milk, grant, kurt, dub, and em Reppin NC, we keep it bubblin'

Punishin'

Hate the players

I love ill doers and nay sayers

Freak broads, i’ll holla later

Eh yo we ain’t tryin’to willies or thugs in it We just wanna spread love in it We spread love y’all, all acrossed the globe

We spread love all acrossed the globe, we spread love all acrossed the globe

And from the north to the south to the east to the west (yes, yes)

Steady keepin’it locked with no test

We spread love all acrossed the globe, we spread love all acrossed the globe

And now what we want to do is get down with you

whether your drug free or smoke a quarter pound or two

At the bar or rent another round or two

We know we like the way it sound to you (the way it sound to who)

It’s Big Pooh from the leather state

I love philly’s and cheese stakes

I love records when the beat breaks

I love school when the heat breaks

Fire hydrens maken, street lakes

I love 22 it feels great

Mike Tyson and his outakes, steppin out with the fly date

So fans get ready for the out brake

Cause we gon’do it with or without papes

Even if I rhyme until my mouth akes

For all the people that I bond wit

Playin’for big stakes, on same Angus Bond shit

Even if you want this, get right

That’s why I love wack niggaz, thanks for maken my shit sound so tight

Because we got to get down tonight

With no beef, no clones, no biters or sound alikes

It ain’t no ice, grills, or frowns tonight

I put my love in this, I swear never to put down the mic

This one is for the ladies and gents

That’s partyin and payin’the rent, with life just gets to intense

Cause it ain’t all about tryin’to ball

Get yo’hands up now cause we got love for y’all

And to my man 9th Wonder, you don’t stop

And to my man Big Pooh, you don’t stop

And to my man Casar, you don’t stop

Justus League, got to leave the sure shock

And to my man Vibrant, you don’t stop

And to that cat Nicolade, you don’t stop

And to my cats round the way, you don’t stop

Keep on, it gots to be the sure shock

And to my man Big Fingers, you don’t stop

And to my man, uh yo, you don’t stop

And to my uh my man, you don’t stop

And to my other man, you don’t stop