Taste

Didn't I say 'please, don't ask me questions about my life'?

My life's an open secret

It's in the songs I write

It's in the way I sing

It's how I feel

Let me break this down for you

See if you can really understand me

Everybody wants to know about my style and where I'm from

Born a beast, set out for feast at early age when I was young

Mary Jane - my claim to fame was all about me having fun

And smoking in the sun

Money in my pockets while the woman came, and they'd go

Seven cars in my backyard 'cause that's the way I loved to roll

Curse the day I started to play on something that would break my fall

Just getting high, that's all...

Looking for a taste of love

Just a sweet taste of love

Just a taste of love

That could be so nice, be so nice

On the street I happened to meet a dame I thought was really fine

Took her home up to my crib and that's the time she blew my mind

Everything was cool until the day Five-O knocked on the door

They made me hit the floor

Tried me for abuse and all these other lies were in the press

All they wanted was for me to cop a plea and just confess

Years when I was down, I proved that I not only passed the test

But God was on my side... looking for a taste of love

Just a taste of love, just a sweet taste of love

Just a taste of love, looking for a taste of love

Just a taste of love

That would be so nice, be so nice

Just a taste of love, just a sweet taste of love

Just a taste of love, just a sweet taste of love

Just a taste of love, looking for a taste of love

That would be so nice, be so nice

Had it all, baby, done it all, seen it all, I still see

It's all about love

And God is love, baby

Have him in your life