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    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..

    [CHORUS]

    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...

    [CHORUS]

    Whoo, would you.....
    Whoo, could you.....

    [CHORUS]

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