MDR Tilla - Prostitute My Love (feat. OG Trizzy & Boogie)

He lives on Gillott Road and he beats her
She Prostitutes her love and she dont think about it either
I be like lowe prostitution it gets deeper
I be like lowe prostitution it gets deeper
I aint got the answer and the P dont make me happy but Im
Happy when your with me and we're on the ducati
I prostitute the money and the bike it makes me happy and
Girls sell naked hugs in clubs my family
Im just tryna help my kiddies out so I took a different route
So i got a few missed friends that i think about
I dont drink so I love to pour a liquor out
Now its time to close the bar, this is where i kick em' out
Yeah they call me Trizzy for rizzy and thats my birth name
When a persons buried mother earth nature feels the Earths pain
I call it tooth ache, thats my worst pain
I prostitute my flow through the Earth pain
How come, how long
Are ya
Gonna Prostitute my love
For you
How come, how long
Are ya
Gonna Prostitute my love
For you
So birth certificate gets sent to bank so that you can
recieve your national insurance number at sixteen
In effect, we're handing over our children just so
That we can be given association with this society
Its true that were getting schools and hospitals, economy
But what are they teaching our children
90% of all prescribed drugs can be extracted from plants
Why dont we know what plants they come from
The less we fall ill, the less money they make
They take from my people that hardly have anything
To fund their wealth and egos
They prostitute my people
Leach freedom and teach evil
The only thing ive got to express myself is music
And even that cost money
Its a madting
How come, how long
Are ya
Gonna Prostitute my love
For you
How come, how long
Are ya
Gonna Prostitute my love
For you
Were just gonna, give it away give it away give it away now
Im after the money like greyhounds
They say they balling ask the pundit before they stay round
Real tings, give thanks like tar, niggas on tar like wheelspins
Tryna bring a mill in, a meal in till we caked out
Light up dark, let the fire fly, I know it burns
She falling no reserve, shoot, not tryna get shot up
Break her and mend her if we playing doctors - love pistols whats popping
Never sold it but i got it - profit, she gave up, shake down
Said its all me true im sick not poorly
Weigh it up while i weigh it out, Spaced out baby, weight out
Follow the sunshine Mr Greyclouds
Mr Mitches, play the tape loud
Cah the play tings played out
Baby play the tape loud
And dont let it fade out
How come, how long
Are ya
Gonna Prostitute my love
For you
How come, how long
Are ya
Gonna Prostitute my love
For you

Written by:
Darren Ricketts

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