[Eryka] 1 - If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby don't worry, you know that you got me
If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby, don't worry you know that you got me
[Roots] Somebody told me that this planet was small We used to live in the same building on the same floor And never met before until I'm overseas on tour And peep this Ethiopian Queen from Philly Taking classes abroad She studying film in photo flash focus record Said she working on a flick and could my clique do the score She said she love my show in Paris at Elys閑 Montmartre And that I stepped off the stage and took a piece of her heart We knew from the start that things fall apart Intentions shatter, she like, that shit don't matter When I get home, get at her, through letter, phone Whatever, let's link, let's get together Shit, you think not? Think that Thought went home and forgot?
Time passed, we back in Philly, she up in my spot Telling me the things I'm telling her is makin' her hot Started building with her constantly 'round the clock Now she in my world like hip-hop, and keep telling me...
[Roots] Yo, I'm the type that's always catchin' a flight And sometimes I got to be out at the height of the night And that's when she flip and get on some ol'...
[Eryka] Another loney night? Seems like I'm on the side, you only lovin' your mic I know you gotta get that paper daddy, keep that shit tight But yo, I need some sort of love in my life, you dig me? While politicin' with my sister from New York City She said she know this ball player, and he think I'm pretty Psych, I'm playin' boo, you know it's just with you I'm stayin' boo And when cats be poppin' game I don't hear what they sayin', boo When you out there in the world, I'm still your girl With all my classes I don't have the time for life's thrills So when you sweatin' on stage, think of me when you rhyme And don't be listenin' to your homies, they be leadin' you blind
[Roots] Yeah, so what you sayin', I can trust you?
[Eryka] Is you crazy? You my king, for real
[Both] But sometimes, relationships get ill
[Eryka] No doubt
[Roots] That snake could be that chick and that rat Could be that cool cat that's whisperin' She's trying to play you for the fool, black If something's on your chest then let it be known See I'm not your "every-five-minutes" all on the phone And on the topic of trust, it's just a matter of fact That people bite back, and fracture what's intact And they'll forever be I ain't on some "Oh, I'm a celebrity" I deal wit the real, so if it's artificial, let it be I seen people caught in love like whirlwinds Listening to they squaws and listenin' to they girlfriends That's exactly the point where they whole world ends Lies come in, that's where the drama begins And she like... Yo