Your Love is Gone
I'm trippin' man, I can't see that chimp!
I'm trippin' man, I can't feel that chimp!
Yes yes y'all and I don't stop
What!
Listen to my sound
OOOOHH!
Listen to my sound
Oooooh-hooo-hooo-hoooooooo...
Oh-oh-oh-ohoohooo...
Which one of us is to blame when the YOUR LOVE IS
GONEEE!
GONEEE!
OOOOHH!
YOUR LOVE IS GONEEE!
GONEEE!
I'm trippin' man, I can't feel that chimp!
Where's the love y'all?
Where's the truth y'all?
Damn fools got to admit it, that the LOVE IS GONEEE!
Listen to my sound
OOOOHH!
Listen to my sound
Which one of us is to blame
Damn fools got to admit it
Oooooh-hooo-hooo-hoooooooo... Oh!
YOUR LOVE IS GONEEE!
GONEEE!
I'm trippin' man
I'm trippin' man, I can't see that chimp!
I'm trippin' man, I can't feel that chimp!
WHAT!
Ma automatic pistol remote controls!
I'm trippin' man, I can't see that chimp!
I'm trippin' man, I can't feel that chimp!
WHAT!
Little mind
The other groove
Another move
And they be faking
So all the styles I'll be making...
Ma automatic pistol remote controls!
WHAT!
Da-da-da-da...
God damn...
Da-da-da-da...
YOUR LOVE IS
Da-da-da-da...
GONEEE!
Da-da-da-da...
WHAT!
Freeze it!
That's it!
No more battling!
You've been taken out!
I never fake it, just slam it
It's time I get props, kid
So fuck the bullshit, I'm out
'Cos if I stay I'll go crazy
I'm trippin' man, I can't feel that chimp!
Yes yes y'all and I don't stop
What!
Listen to my sound
OOOOHH!
Listen to my sound
Oooooh-hooo-hooo-hoooooooo...
Oh-oh-oh-ohoohooo...
Which one of us is to blame when the YOUR LOVE IS
GONEEE!
GONEEE!
OOOOHH!
YOUR LOVE IS GONEEE!
GONEEE!
I'm trippin' man, I can't feel that chimp!
Where's the love y'all?
Where's the truth y'all?
Damn fools got to admit it, that the LOVE IS GONEEE!
Listen to my sound
OOOOHH!
Listen to my sound
Which one of us is to blame
Damn fools got to admit it
Oooooh-hooo-hooo-hoooooooo... Oh!
YOUR LOVE IS GONEEE!
GONEEE!
I'm trippin' man
I'm trippin' man, I can't see that chimp!
I'm trippin' man, I can't feel that chimp!
WHAT!
Ma automatic pistol remote controls!
I'm trippin' man, I can't see that chimp!
I'm trippin' man, I can't feel that chimp!
WHAT!
Little mind
The other groove
Another move
And they be faking
So all the styles I'll be making...
Ma automatic pistol remote controls!
WHAT!
Da-da-da-da...
God damn...
Da-da-da-da...
YOUR LOVE IS
Da-da-da-da...
GONEEE!
Da-da-da-da...
WHAT!
Freeze it!
That's it!
No more battling!
You've been taken out!
I never fake it, just slam it
It's time I get props, kid
So fuck the bullshit, I'm out
'Cos if I stay I'll go crazy
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Writer(s): Sebastian Hoff
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