[00:00.000] 作曲 : Jazmine Sullivan
[00:00.259]So when will real love come and find me?
[00:06.187]Shoot my heart and hit like
[00:11.078]Like
[00:12.553]
[00:16.702]Where the love at?
[00:17.831]Where the love at?
[00:22.358]Where the love at?
[00:23.217]Now where the love at?
[00:28.164]Where the love at?
[00:29.311]Where the love at?
[00:30.064]
[00:36.110]Frozen pizza
[00:38.035]Kool-Aid, not soda
[00:40.672]I still get tweets
[00:43.679]Saying, "I miss when you was not sober"
[00:46.315]Mac died September
[00:49.332]I cried in October
[00:51.958]These things come too fast
[00:54.992]I miss when it was a lot slower
[00:56.115]
[00:57.621]Hey, we grew up on tour
[00:59.610]Some of these experiences seem premature
[01:02.243]But these dreams came from pure
[01:03.747]Hip-hop pillars used to off-top Dillas
[01:06.497]But when shit got faker, that's when shit got realer
[01:09.505]Oh my God, radio to the meet and greet then the show
[01:12.517]Gave out hugs like we had tentacles
[01:15.181]Make a track and try to keep track of where you finna go
[01:18.195]Cross-country but it's a Sprinter though
[01:20.533]Badu says, "Friends, fans, and artists must meet"
[01:23.924]Which one are you? Which one are me?
[01:26.932]Go on, break a leg, leave it all on the stage
[01:29.566]If your life fall apart, leave it all on a page
[01:32.576]Unrecouped looking for a love in return
[01:35.238]What happens when a star doesn't burn? A dream deferred
[01:38.286]Here, you take the acid since you concerned
[01:40.909]They talk about it like it's some sort of super serum
[01:42.036]
[01:43.918]Look, love was the fuel and the pen was the tool
[01:46.927]It's been that way since the lunch tables at school
[01:49.560]We made beats with our hands, made peace with our plans
[01:52.575]The paper gon' come when this sheet hit the fans
[01:55.226]So wish me well as I float through space/time
[01:58.645]Chasing love I should have found on FaceTime
[02:01.293]I'm on the outside, on the I-can't-wait side
[02:04.289]The love gon' fast, it can run but it can't hide
[02:05.418]
[02:06.546]So when will real love come and find me?
[02:09.968]Where the love at?
[02:12.976]Where the love at?
[02:14.482]Shoot my heart and hit like (Like)
[02:17.130]Lightning
[02:18.655]Where the love at?
[02:19.403]
[02:19.785]Where is the—?
[02:21.692]Where is the—?
[02:23.197]Where is the love? Where the love at?
[02:27.454]Where is the—?
[02:28.959]Where is the love?
[02:29.711]
[02:30.244]Now I'm a good friend, Jimmy Fallon knows
[02:32.847]Could've did friendship at the talent shows
[02:35.502]I could've been a roadie if I never started rapping
[02:38.877]If I heard your secret, that shit never even happened
[02:41.511]The B.O.A.T. of the game when I sailed around
[02:44.146]Some people could've drowned way I held them down
[02:47.156]Stayed down like hubcaps since a rug rat
[02:50.090]With my arms out stretched like, "Where my hug at?"
[02:52.726]Used to read messages longer than the drug facts
[02:55.745]Then the opps ran down on me, where my thugs at?
[02:58.745]Somebody speak up, don't sip the teacup
[03:01.378]The way I gave a ****, you should give two or three ****s
[03:04.766]Too many nights out, too many flights out
[03:07.400]Two 50 cent cakes, too many bites out
[03:10.039]The kingdom ain't the castle, it's the knights that ride for it
[03:13.516]This a blood drive, this a highway robbery
[03:14.646]
[03:16.186]Look me in the eyes like I ain't go broke
[03:18.819]Or an athlete when his ankle broke
[03:20.697]I double text, then you can't go ghost
[03:22.580]I can't cry to no late show host
[03:24.931]I can't smile but I thank those jokes
[03:27.188]So catch me mid fall like Septober
[03:30.225]Still in my bag like I slept over
[03:32.108]Rakes for the next cobra
[03:33.613]Can't do it by myself, soldier
[03:35.958]Is there any love left over?
[03:37.839]Know I love leftovers
[03:38.591]
[03:38.966](So when will love—?) So when will real love come and find me?
[03:41.788]Love go
[03:43.293](I've been waiting for so long) Shoot my heart and hit like lightning
[03:45.557]
[03:51.497]Where is the—?
[03:53.393]Where is the—?
[03:55.292]Where is the love? (Real love)
[03:57.173]Where is the—? (Where?)
[03:59.432]Where is the—?
[04:00.937]Where is the love?
[04:01.687]
[04:06.927]Badu said, "Friends, fans, and artists must meet"
[04:10.320]Which one are you? Which one are me?
[04:13.372]Not a star yet, just a son at the time
[04:16.003]Me and my dad burnt them CDs one at a time
[04:19.765]The beauty of a Sharpie in the moonlight
[04:22.022]The writing was Baroque, the speed was cartoon-like
[04:25.028]The love baked in barbecued grilled
[04:27.741]He taught me how to fish, how to start a new skill
[04:30.374]He said, "Scale from the tail, grab the shark by the gills
[04:33.382]If God need a boat, do yo' part and you build
[04:36.017]**** the art of the deal, put yo' art in yo' will
[04:39.063]So your kids never spend time starving or ill"
[04:39.815]
[04:41.791]I think about his bars too long I start to get chills
[04:45.176]These the kinda lecture outta Harvard or Yale
[04:47.441]They had us in the class for the kids who find it hard to sit still
[04:50.460]A hard headed kid's confidence is hardest to kill
[04:53.460]They called us slow, but my heart beat fast
[04:56.470]My heart beat fast when the love come slow
[04:59.105]The end of the day, man, the day gon' end
[05:01.771]But I always end up where the love don't go
[05:05.181]But if you look up, that star gon' shine
[05:07.813]I'm always in my glow
[05:10.446]Run the light, no telling what life will be
[05:13.479]But start and life will go

作曲 : Jazmine Sullivan
So when will real love come and find me?
Shoot my heart and hit like
Like
Where the love at?
Where the love at?
Where the love at?
Now where the love at?
Where the love at?
Where the love at?
Frozen pizza
Kool-Aid, not soda
I still get tweets
Saying, "I miss when you was not sober"
Mac died September
I cried in October
These things come too fast
I miss when it was a lot slower
Hey, we grew up on tour
Some of these experiences seem premature
But these dreams came from pure
Hip-hop pillars used to off-top Dillas
But when shit got faker, that's when shit got realer
Oh my God, radio to the meet and greet then the show
Gave out hugs like we had tentacles
Make a track and try to keep track of where you finna go
Cross-country but it's a Sprinter though
Badu says, "Friends, fans, and artists must meet"
Which one are you? Which one are me?
Go on, break a leg, leave it all on the stage
If your life fall apart, leave it all on a page
Unrecouped looking for a love in return
What happens when a star doesn't burn? A dream deferred
Here, you take the acid since you concerned
They talk about it like it's some sort of super serum
Look, love was the fuel and the pen was the tool
It's been that way since the lunch tables at school
We made beats with our hands, made peace with our plans
The paper gon' come when this sheet hit the fans
So wish me well as I float through space/time
Chasing love I should have found on FaceTime
I'm on the outside, on the I-can't-wait side
The love gon' fast, it can run but it can't hide
So when will real love come and find me?
Where the love at?
Where the love at?
Shoot my heart and hit like (Like)
Lightning
Where the love at?
Where is the—?
Where is the—?
Where is the love? Where the love at?
Where is the—?
Where is the love?
Now I'm a good friend, Jimmy Fallon knows
Could've did friendship at the talent shows
I could've been a roadie if I never started rapping
If I heard your secret, that shit never even happened
The B.O.A.T. of the game when I sailed around
Some people could've drowned way I held them down
Stayed down like hubcaps since a rug rat
With my arms out stretched like, "Where my hug at?"
Used to read messages longer than the drug facts
Then the opps ran down on me, where my thugs at?
Somebody speak up, don't sip the teacup
The way I gave a ****, you should give two or three ****s
Too many nights out, too many flights out
Two 50 cent cakes, too many bites out
The kingdom ain't the castle, it's the knights that ride for it
This a blood drive, this a highway robbery
Look me in the eyes like I ain't go broke
Or an athlete when his ankle broke
I double text, then you can't go ghost
I can't cry to no late show host
I can't smile but I thank those jokes
So catch me mid fall like Septober
Still in my bag like I slept over
Rakes for the next cobra
Can't do it by myself, soldier
Is there any love left over?
Know I love leftovers
(So when will love—?) So when will real love come and find me?
Love go
(I've been waiting for so long) Shoot my heart and hit like lightning
Where is the—?
Where is the—?
Where is the love? (Real love)
Where is the—? (Where?)
Where is the—?
Where is the love?
Badu said, "Friends, fans, and artists must meet"
Which one are you? Which one are me?
Not a star yet, just a son at the time
Me and my dad burnt them CDs one at a time
The beauty of a Sharpie in the moonlight
The writing was Baroque, the speed was cartoon-like
The love baked in barbecued grilled
He taught me how to fish, how to start a new skill
He said, "Scale from the tail, grab the shark by the gills
If God need a boat, do yo' part and you build
**** the art of the deal, put yo' art in yo' will
So your kids never spend time starving or ill"
I think about his bars too long I start to get chills
These the kinda lecture outta Harvard or Yale
They had us in the class for the kids who find it hard to sit still
A hard headed kid's confidence is hardest to kill
They called us slow, but my heart beat fast
My heart beat fast when the love come slow
The end of the day, man, the day gon' end
But I always end up where the love don't go
But if you look up, that star gon' shine
I'm always in my glow
Run the light, no telling what life will be
But start and life will go