me But there was something about you I want you to know It brought a change over me It's startin' to show I got this feelin' inside, gotta have you, have you
know) To believe in a man like me, like me Can'tchu see, I gotta, gotta have you? Yeah, yeah, yeah But there was something about you (Yeah there was something about you
like me But there was something about you I want you to know It brought a change over me It's startin' to show I got this feelin' inside, gotta have you, have you
record And you my brother my nigga look I gotta rhyme fresh See the way I coming, how I do the game, church Ask somebody, you gotta know you need to get
: {Busta Rhymes} Let's get it goin Yeah... yeah I'm about to Picasso a new picture for you mufuckas I'm baaack... yeah I just want every one of you mothafuckas
planted in the sod of nothingness from which you came, and flowers grew and roses bloomed to form this garden of a life you've made. And in this city you
you could've called your parents. you could've sang a beautiful song with your sister. you could've been in the cabin last spring. you could've written something good eventually. you
You scream, I steam, We all want Egg Cream ... Now you can go to Junior's, Dave's on Canal St. And I think there's Ken's in Boston There must be something
Something tells me that I could be wrong about this, (Something tells me that I could be wrong) Don't you tell me that I've got potential, Do you really
me tonight. You're right, I just might explode in this silver moonlight. You're at the piano, your hands are on the key, Lifting and resting you make
-ck if it's your record And you my brother my nigga look I gotta rhyme fresh See the way I coming, how I do the game, church Ask somebody, you gotta know you
really any other choice So now I stand here and play everyday for the good girls and boys hey, hey, hey, hey You know I love New Jersey I'm crazy about
bet's chocolate syrup, seltzer water mixed with milk You stir it up into a heady fro, tasted just like silk You scream, I steam, we all want egg cream You
or something, you know what I mean? Word, buy a little chocolate, a little shake or something You know what I mean? A little Butter crunch joints or something You
moms You God minus the 12 Disciples I pop up, all you see is shells and rifles If I don't like you, I'ma kill you not fight you I bite a little piece
you out there dancing Looks like you need romancing You're my American girl, American girl You know I wanna hold you Here's something you can roll to
got something to think about tomorrow? Hey you Aren't you leaving next week? Aren't you going back to Boston? Aren't you going to see your boyfriend And are you going to tell him about
no He's comin' this way Hey Come on sweetie (verbal exchange) No, no, no, no you're too old Yeah you're too old, too old Bye, bye Hey, you have
