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
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
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
-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
to keep on chasin' a dream I've gotta be on my way Wish there was something I could say. Well I'm takin' my time, I'm just movin' along You'll forget about
think of you Don't worry baby coming back for you There's gonna be a borstal Boston breakout There's gonna be a borstal Boston breakout There's gonna be a borstal Boston
Don't want no bottles for niggas, you 'bout to lose, man Buyin' bottles for brodies, you know it's nothin', dawg Crush you something later fo sho, she breakin' somethin
or the hood'll take you out You the real wanksta, and I don't care who you sign Disrespect Benzino, HELL, YOU GOTTA GET IN LINE! What you know about pumpin, WILL YOU
for the mic to get passed, and you phsyiced and your gassin, and you hyped cause you lastin, and you might win some massive, if you lost then you lost
mic to get past, and you psyched and you gasped Then you hype, 'cause you last And you might whoop some ass If you lost, then you lost Shake hands like a man and you
blackball Well, you know, I wrote a little poem about it and I really hope you like it So have your mother read it to you and if you guys like it you
