Tell Me

Tell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for real
Tell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for realTell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for real
Tell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for realThere she lays, never the nonsense the mood to watch her focus on a
Slide so she can ride the man who's born to be sextified
Study my flicks if only chicks knew the mix for better brands
When power lands the sister had other plansThe plot is set for her to wed giver her dad's permission
To marry the next boss in line in his position
Overprotective, the objective is never to leave her
Taking the street, who pack the heat, now meet the black CaesarBought her diamonds and furs, silky jammies isn't hers
But deep down I think a simple man she prefers
Every kiss was a death wish, every plan was a let down
Stopping the tears she pulls over by the playgroundClearing her vision, spots a game through the schoolyard fence
Sneakers squeaking, ball bouncing, looking so intense
And since her hobby was photography with nothing to do
Cool, she takes a flick or twoTell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for real
Tell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for realTell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for real
Tell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for realA couple of weeks go by, clocking the boys around the town
Her mommy shopping, daddy dealing, leaving night all time around
For her to execute her a level to break the family ties
To gamble her future on the love, murder, money, and liesWatch out, the woman's about to love and claim her king
So she drove up in the ghetto looking to do her thing
Checking the brothers going crazy when the car skirts by the flow
I keep it real and peep it all from my windowSo please, the lady's heading upstairs the first door
The second deliver my clothes, the third, run my tub water
Every way she represented made sense to me
When black is out of state, building spots, making lucciThe wind blows the candles, now the moon shines on my chest
But nevertheless I gently rest my head on her breast
But danger lurks in the wings based on how the cards read 'em
I think she'd better tell 'emTell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for real
Tell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for realTell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for real
Tell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for realThe blackest of the seeds to dawn stepping with two briefcases
For my son you bless your people when you conquer like Cannibal
When I was about your age, I ran the numbers for money
I'm picturing him and John Gotti hanging in the studyI grew to be large in Crooklyn with your daddy back in the day
We were ready to take Harlem before he passed away
Women and booze, the weapon I choose then was truly major
I'm ringside with Don King when Ali fought FrazierScars and metals, when the mob settles I was flexing
My daughter was born so I called the X for some direction
Your father's words are like the bible to black
But beware, he came barging in your room and you wasn't thereYou let your mind wander, a taste and face the search party
Left the grounds fully loaded with the tre pound
They come in deep on the creep to find you and me
'Cause you can't stop destinyTell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for real
Tell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for realTell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for real
Tell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for realGet down, get down
Get down, get down
Get down, get down
Get down, get downTell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for real
Tell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for realTell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for real
Tell me, how you feel?
It's time to get down and do this for real
And get down and get down