Testo What's On Your Mind

I seen her in the subway, on my way to BrooklynHello, good looking, is this seat tookenOn the A-train, picking at her brainI couldn't get her number, I couldn't get her nameI said I still like your style of fashionBut I hate your hostile, 'itty attitude wit a passionIs it because brothers like to hawk alotIs it because your sign don't talk alotShe turned away, no play, I said okYou don't really loo kgood, I hope you have a bad daySat back, relaxed though the ride was tightI was thinking of the rhymes I wrote last nightNext stop was mine, a familar sceneI was meeting my friend, killer Ben in Ft GreenWhere the girls are real, they tell ya how they feelIf you're soft, you're soft, or if you're hard like steelSee i don't bend and I won't rustAnd I don't break and I won't bustStomped up the street and did I hear a treat?Hard high heels tappin' on the concreteI took a peek, it was the girl from the train behind meDid she live in the area, was she trying to find me?Hm, I didn't wanna play myself outI played it off, stopped and I bought a Guiness StoutNow was she shy, she didn't walk byShe came in the store then she even said hiCuriosity- at a high velocityMaybe possibly she had the hots for mei said if we're playing games then we're gonna play mineI'm a lay the rules 'cause it ain't much timeIf you hide your feelings, and they hard to find,I wanna know what's on your mindCHORUSAbout a week went by and I called her, "Hello"I said yo, can I speak to, um, she said noHey yo, I know I didn't call, I didn't wanna stress youGo out my way to impress you, press to undress youSee I wanna get to know you so I can show youWhat a strong relationship can grow toBut you gotta trust me and you're gonna love meSqueeze the phone and hug me, use your mind to rub meNow how does it feel when my mental, massage ya templeTelephone's hot from the vibes that I sent youNow tell me your inner thoughts and deepest emotionsNext you see ectacy's explosionsNow I'm coming to see you to spend some timeI'm a romantic warrior but is it a crimeAnd if you hide your feelings and they hard to find...I wanna know what's on your mindI wanna know what's on your mindNow it's been months and it's smooth and lovelyI'm in your head so you'll be thinking of meSo we met in Queens and went to Valley StreamsAnd, uh, couldn't remember the movie we just seenBut it's Wednesday, take the train uptownHow do the 125th street soundAmateur night, Showtime at the ApolloProbably be watching Bill Cosby tomorrowThen after that get into it, I mean intimateEvery word is an instrumentMaking sounds and tones and songs and moansMy lips so close to your ear, it's like headphonesYou smile, you said you never know what the day will bringIt's always a new song to singThe next day I went back to the her restKnocked on the door, intentions: finesseShe let me in and had nothing but a neglige onSmelling like Liz ClaiborneI sat down and got comfortable and watched the HuxtablesShe sat next to me and said what's up wit youI got the feeling for sexual healingA mental healing ; how you feelingShe caught the effect and said she feel the sameCould you massage my intellect and stop the painDesire's yearning, the fire's burningYou hot 'cause it's alot you're learningNow I'm ready to explore you inner worldIt's take a long time cuz I'm just beginning, girl...Take it easy, cut off the TVCut off the lights, use your mind to see me,Use your physical form if I'm hard to find'Cause now I know what's on your mind...'Cause now I know what's on your mind...