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Nothin’ but Love by Tupac Shakur
I’m out here on my own,
At least in jail I’d have a meal and I wouldn’t be alone,
I’m feelin’ like a waste, tears rollin’ down my face,
‘Cause my life is filled with hate,
Until I looked around me,
I saw nothing but family, straight up down for me,
Panthers, pimps, pushers and thugs,
Hey yo, that’s my family tree, I got nuthin’ but love.