-1-
It's what you want babe
It's what you need babe
We bout to give you more
Of what you're lookin for

-2-
So it's a secret that's been pent up inside for years
Exclusive type, only for your eyes and ears
You held it in for so long you bursted into tears
The letters spilled slowly across the page like a world premiere
Well lie, the [bad word] begins here
The obvious cause, the effects is unclear
The punishment for crimes of the heart can be severe
Though to keep it on the low is a heavy cross to bear
You deep now, submerged with no signs of air
Still your sunken heart thumpin like the kick in a snare
While on the surface, it's all turned into a circus
That's why you're nervous and you got a right to be
Cuz if somebody woulda done that [bad word] to me
I mean, my best man hittin my wife to be
My sentiments exactly would be history
Ya know what I'm sayin
My peoples in the place let's count it off, one-two

-3-
It's what you want babe
It's what you need babe
We bout to give you more
Of what you're lookin for
It's do or die, [bad word] alive, feel the vibe
Feelin nice, oh, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

-4-
Yo it's like nothing changed, it's all the same thing
The same characters in a book with different names
It's a lot more to lose than you got to gain
You a lot more confused than hip to the game
To peep the script to the game, the price is pain
Men and women get into things, now who's to blame
When everybody whisperin bout whatever took place
And how the fact was denied with a straight face
Them lies, hard to swallow from the bitter taste
Well that's a point in the past that can't be erased
So motivate, though it's hard to let it ride
Or set aside [bad word] feelings, underhand dealings
lost [bad word]  I wonder if we lost us
It's bigger than me and you, it's monstrous
So I'ma just calm down and try to relax
Before I clap the hammer and the hammer got clapped

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-5-
If we could only flash back and undo our actions
Change what happens, dissect the fractions
time to rewind and be recorded absent
For real, cuz these memories is photographic
Pornographic, pushin me close to madness
Head heavy like I'm trippin off acid tablets
Yesterday as I recall was all fabulous, I thought so
But now I feel like shots hittin my torso
Still a lot of time and [bad word] in the wrong place
Fought a lot of fights rollin with the wrong ace
Love stronger than pride, we could end disgrace
I need room to think and space to ventilate
What's solid as a rock shall not disentigrate
Thoughts racin like they lunatics on the interstate
For real, ya... it's ill, ya....
My peoples in the place ya'll done heard the song

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