WeFight/WeLove - Q-Tip, Raphael Saadiq

And it, and it begins, he walks outside for a cigarette break

And thinks «How many cigarettes does it take?»

He takes a long drag with the sun in his eye

He squints, he thinks he starts to sigh

Sometimes he cry

When he think about his girlfriend on his side

She held him down, she made him better

Fucked a thug through fucked up weather

And she thinkin' about her life

With no more work, just being a wife

But instead her love she gave to a man

Who fought against her lovely plans

So when she go to work, plus go to school

Plus fight the love, she must feel like a fool

She want the ease that come after pain

She fights for love, that’s her campaign

We fight, we love

We fight and love so much

Sometimes I get confused of who we are

(Cmon, yeah, yeah, uh uh uh uh, yeah, yeah, yeah cmon)

Maybe if we just stop and chat a bit

We’ll find out who we are

We fight and love so much

Sometimes I get confused of who we are

(Cmon, yeah, yeah, uh uh uh uh, yeah, yeah, yeah cmon)

Maybe if we just stop and chat a bit

We’ll find out who we are

(Cmon, yeah, cmon, yeah, cmon)

Fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit

Fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit more

(Yeah huh, yeah huh, yeah huh, yeah huh)

We just keep on fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit

Fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit more

(Yeah huh, yeah huh, yeah huh, yeah huh)

Fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit

Fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit more

(Yeah huh, yeah huh, yeah huh, yeah huh)

We just keep on fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit

Fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit more

(Yeah huh, yeah huh, yeah huh, yeah huh)

And it, yeah, and it, and it begins, he’s off the wall

He left his friends, he ain’t home no more

He’s in a place that’s far away

Where he can’t understand what they say

(Cmon)

They say «Salaam!», they carry bombs

In crowded places, and cause alarm

You’re the infidel who’s uninvited

But really an American boy who’s slighted

It ain’t your fault, you want identity

So you join this big fraternity

You get to travel the world, it’s cheaper than college

And you get guns and you get knowledge

Lookin' for your soul, and WMD’s

You can’t find nothing, cause it’s empty

You got your gun, and he’s your friend

And he’s your man, until the end

We fight, we love

We fight and love so much

Sometimes I get confused of who we are

(Cmon, yeah, yeah, uh uh uh uh, yeah, yeah, yeah cmon)

Maybe if we just stop and chat a bit

We’ll find out who we are

We fight and love so much

Sometimes I get confused of who we are

(Cmon, yeah, yeah, uh uh uh uh, yeah, yeah, yeah cmon)

Maybe if we just stop and chat a bit

We’ll find out who we are

(Cmon, yeah, cmon, yeah, cmon)

Fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit

Fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit more

We just keep on fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit

Fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit more

Fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit

Fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit more

We just keep on fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit

Fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit more

Fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit

Fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit more

(Yeah huh, yeah huh, yeah huh, yeah huh)

We just keep on fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit

Fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit more

(Yeah huh, yeah huh, yeah huh, yeah huh)

Fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit

Fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit more

(Yeah huh, yeah huh, yeah huh, yeah huh)

We just keep on fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit

Fighting just a little bit, loving just a little bit more

(Yeah huh, yeah huh, yeah huh, yeah huh)