Could U Love Me

Yo, Big Will in the place to be, mic check...mic check.. Would you love me in the shack in a shanty town Would you love me if my pants was hand me downs, huh? Yo, yo, Often times I hear a phrase when I'm out & about 8 to 80, all walks of life be shouting it out Usually, when its time for a encore I hear it Or when I did something hot, evoking the spirit It's weird, its like a double edge sword when ya'll applaud It's kinda wild, a peace sign, a smile How do I respond to the phrase, "I love you Will!"? Kinda heavy when I hear it, I'd be like damn for real? In a way it makes me wanna stay strong and moral But history say I could be gone tomorrow & though my future looks floral I feel like I'm hoping for much pain When people stop shouting my name & doubting my game & liking others better than me Writing letters to him instead of to me A veteran 'B', I know the game, but do me this here, In your heart be clear before you bless my ear Come on.. Could you love me if I lived in a shanty town Could you love me if my pants was hanging down Could you love me if my wrist ain't bling If I wasn't on TV & I ain't sing, huh? Could you love me if my whip wasn't chrome fitted Would my name be easier to forget it, huh? Could you love me if wrist ain't bling If I wasn't on TV & I ain't sing, huh? I pray before I sit with a pen & a pad A birth of a thought occurs & it calls me Dad To the universe an idea released from me Just a CD, nah man, a piece of me What you can't see is when you be dancing 'B' Is I asked you a question, that's how you answer me So when you don't dance, it be like I'm choking from cancer Like I wrote rancid rhymes, I can't survive Sure, I rationalize like, oh, I see.. But if you don't like my cut, its like you don't like me Some stuff works, some works not so well Its like you work so hard, still get hurt like hell Yo, it could tear you apart But don't let your wins go to your heard Your losses go to your heart & if we ever get the pleasure to meet Be clever with it, measure what you yell in the street Come on... Could you love me if I lived in a shanty town Could you love me if my pants was hanging down Could you love me if my wrist ain't bling If I wasn't on TV & I ain't sing, huh? Could you love me if my whip wasn't chrome fitted Would my name be easier to forget it, huh? Could you love me if wrist ain't bling If I wasn't on TV & I ain't sing, huh?