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sure you don't miss
It's the true for ya, true feature
I could go on for days about it screaming, "Alicia"
Walking down the block with brother common
ya if ya might wanna gimme yo name its on your status, ya know I seen you time to time, you seem available, that don't mean shit, all these bitches
play with guns, then I got em by the tons
Federal Reserve notes keep me at your throat
You can tell from the smell from the fire that I wrote
Don't test
("It's not about a salary, it's all about reality")
("Nigga I just came out the hole, I done did my time")
("Nigga what you know about time?")

I've been
ain't changin'! (Ah Ha!)
Can't nobody lie I keep kenwoods bangin! (Boom!)
And I don't need an introduction bitch you know tha' name! (Yeaaa!)
So go
can't stop thinkin' 'bout you
You ain't even really gotta be my girlfriend
I just want to know your name

And maybe some time
We can hook up, hang out,
Just can't stop thinkin' 'bout you
You ain't even really gotta be my girlfriend
I just wanna know your name
And maybe some time
We can hook up, hang
white and brown

Left a tip for the maid
And I packed up my guitar
Dropped my keys on the counter
Rented a car

Gonna hook up with 'em later
thinkin' 'bout you
You ain't even really gotta be my girlfriend
I just want to know your name 

And maybe some time
We can hook up, hang out, just chill
thinkin' 'bout you
You ain't even really gotta be my girlfriend
I just want to know your name 

And maybe some time
We can hook up, hang out, just chill
thinkin' 'bout you
You ain't even really gotta be my girlfriend
I just want to know your name 

And maybe some time
We can hook up, hang out, just chill
thinkin' 'bout you
You ain't even really gotta be my girlfriend
I just want to know your name 

And maybe some time
We can hook up, hang out, just chill
Premier and Guru, this goes out to you
Special Ed and Buckshot, this a shout to you
I don't know if its the end but yo it might be
Big up to Q-Tip, Alicia
already over supernova
I'm Kobe you a nigga I'm hooping over
Know me big homie
The one and only
Ice Cube don't get airplay
Cause I'm from L.A. and rep
underground
Where I can tell the time by the color of my skin
And I know my neighbor 'cos he's the one, yes he's the one
Who always turns me in

A woman works
two and three
Bad little mama, she built like Alicia Keys
No facade, her strut is hard, based on books by
Intelligent jail crooks, writing to let
I appreciate my love
I know you feel the vibe,
I understand what it takes to swallow your pride
And give a boy ratings and (props)
But I believe
glow
Have me wondering now
Is it really me or tell me do you feel the same
I feel like I'm in love and I don't even know your name
I know what I am
And twenties on your Escalade 
Its one more time around this one won't die out
And I don't know but I've been told 
You resurrect the rock and roll by taking
to resurrect me, mosh is too sexy to even make songs like these
That's why the raw don't know your name, like Alicia Keys
Too many featured MCs, and producers
the quickest way to the back door
If you don't mind, I won't complain
I don't even know your name

[Hook]

You are (my lady), I wanna get to know you babe, said
once we got a hold

I forgot the name
I took a shot on the chin
I'm rearranging my game
Tell by the shape I'm in

In line of fire, you know what
the base of clouds?
Plans eternal, I know you know, so don't blurt out loud

Rook, rook, by hook or by crook
I'll make you tell me
What this whole
the base of clouds?
Plans eternal, I know you know so don't blurt out loud

Rook, rook, by hook or by crook
I'll make you tell me
What this whole
a nigga see you jumpin' (slow it)
Baby gonna ride it fast, get this money, bitch hide your stash (HAH)
I don't give a fuck about your ass shot bitch -