Give me some of that good ol' lovenOhhhh, let me make you, younGive me some of that good ol' lovenWhoa, ohhhnnPut your hands together and show your love for thenone and only! ---->Steve HarveynnHey yo, the world gon' show me some love, listennAnd I'm not talkin' 'bout the fakes hugs and kissin'nFifteen years, a lot of love is missin'nI done already showed I'm not above the dissin'nI'ma take what I'm owed, won' wait 'til I'm oldnThe game got rules and y'all breakin' the codenY'all don't really think I can be hot in the clubnY'all think I'm washed up like I got in the tub butnI'm keepin' it poppin', the streets watchin'nI'm keepin' 'em locked and the beat knockin'nHear me comin' with this song that I brung innDaddy-O told me this when I was still a young'unnAin't nothin' like hip hop musicnThat's why we choose it and the world just can't refuse itnThis shit is underground like a gophernShow a little love 'fore it's overnnGive me some of that good ol' lovenOhhhh, let me make you, younGive me some of that good ol' lovenWhoa, ohhhnnGot to be the real thingnSomething you feel thingnCome on, let me make you singnGimme that good ol' lovenGot to be the real thingnSomething you feel thingnCome on, let me make you singnnLet me put y'all on like a bulb in the socketnIn the club niggaz knock it wit' a dub in the pocketnThey walk in the store, I love when they cop itnMake you other rappers struggle to top itnBut this man flow with the greatest easenNever did care about the haters, pleasenHe done paid his dues, paid his feesnHe done stayed overseas, made his G'snBut now I got a wife and she bad as HallenHer moms is a militant, dad is rowdynThe fans kind of act like they glad I'm outtienBut they prolly sittin' at home sad and poutynYou show me some love, I'ma show it right backnI know a tight track so I throw it like thatnMy limo driver's white, my attorney blacknShow me some love like I'm Bernie MacnnGive me some of that good ol' lovenOhhhh, let me make you, younGive me some of that good ol' lovenWhoa, ohhhnnGot to be the real thingnSomething you feel thingnCome on, let me make you singnGimme that good ol' lovenGot to be the real thingnSomething you feel thingnCome on, let me make you singnnThis is for my Shaolin shooters and my Brooklyn teensnUptown Bronx and them crooks in QueensnI work like a maid when she cooks and cleansnCuz it's about to be a wrap from the looks of thingsnThe game is changed, the game is strangenThe game is lame and it ain't the samenBut that's how it is, you can ask IznYou can ask Biz, we did it for the kidsnListen here, this is different herenIf you got an eye for detail and efficient earnI won't disappear, I'ma keep on givin'nI'ma keep on livin', I'ma keep bein' drivennI'm down to earth and I'm close to groundnAnd spit shit better than most aroundnThis how hip hop is supposed to soundnTear them other cats' posters down nownnGive me some of that good ol' lovenOhhhh, let me make you, younGive me some of that good ol' lovenWhoa, ohhhnnGot to be the real thingnSomething you feel thingnCome on, let me make you singnGimme that good ol' lovenGot to be the real thingnSomething you feel thingnCome on, let me make you singnnGive me some of that good ol' lovenOhhhh, let me make you, younGive me some of that good ol' lovenWhoa, ohhhnn[Outro]nNew York, New Jersey, Philly, D.C., VirginianChi-Town, St. Louis, Houston, AtlantanLos Angeles, San FrancisconEngland, Scotland, Germany, AustrianSweden, Switzerland, France, ItalynCroatia, Spain, Slovenia, JapannAustria, Africa, show me love