* different from the song of the same title on _No Way Out_
[Puff Daddy In Child's Voice]
Uncle Puffy?
Can you read us a bedtime story, please?
Huh? Please?
[Puff Daddy]
Alright check this out right here
Woke up smoked up, broked up
What I had left and rolled up, lit it
Had a shorty that I brought home, hit it
Sent her on her way, I got no time today
(Yo, I'mma call you next week, aight?)
With all this work I got no time to play (OK)
Cash come and go, and I want mine to stay
Alot of these fake cats won't mind the day
I get an unfair play, then the stairway
That's why I'm like TWA, the airway
Niggas wantin' to believe what they heard through hear-say
Hopin', but forget it
Check the mail, it's a letter from jail, from Hoboken
I open and I read it, it said
[G-Dep]
What da deal son?
It's ya nigga Teals in the field, and it's real son
I'mma have to steal one
Caught up on the run with a gun
Can't walk with it down then you can't conceal one
What to do?
I dont' know if ya knew, that kid, True?
Up in 1-2-2, he plottin' to get you
I hear he's due
You just do what need doin'
Let's not forget these niggas could bleed too , one
[Puffy]
OK, good
Those cats don't keep it real as they should
Heard they don't pay good
Stand around all day wishin' they could
But this green fufills they dreams
They ain't a team
Answering machine on screen
Phone rings, it was Arlene from Queens
Head was mean, had a head for schemes
Told her she get head to see me
But she play her hand proper, nothin' can stop her
[Female]
Hey yo, what up Playboy?
I'm out in Saint Croix
With sun cats that say they real
But they toys
I heard ya doin' it though
And you in the flow
Some niggas wanna ruin ya show?
What up, yo?
Whathchu want a rich shot up on his block?
Or I could leave him in his bed dead, with his dick robbed
[PuLook where we are
Traveled all around our hearts
To get back to the start
The road's not easy
But it kept on leading you and me
Till we could see
Chorus
That nothing less then love can take us
Where we need to go
Nothing less then love can teach us
Anything we need to know
Ain't no mystery
Now you're with me
And what I feel
Is nothing less then love
The world Is turning with our
Planes and bullet trains and faster cars
We go to far
We buy our books and
Study all the matters of the heart
And we think we're smart
Chorus repeats twice
Oh what I feel
Oh what I feel
Is nothing less then love