To the consequence of love Whatever come what may II will fight For the right to be your love No matter what they say You see the game for me is you 'Cause it makes me wait You see a gain for me is you

We don't always say what we mean My youth is the foundation of me So wake me up in the Spring From the city of the 915 Where all the girls are pretty And they're down for the hype All my boys are with me Going up for the night But who cares, who cares

I won't tell your secrets Your secrets are safe with me Just think of me as the pages in your diary II will keep your secrets Lemme hear you say woo (woo) Lay your head on my pillow Here you can be yourself No one has to know what you are feeling No one

Leave my heart out of this II should just listen to my head, 'cause it's the one who knows what's best It tells me not to love you, but my heart says just forgive you You're telling me that this is love but II found, it wasn't really on my side Now II think

I don't care what you think, As long as it's about me The best of us can find happiness, in misery As long as it's about me, you said-a Say my name, and his in the same breath, I dare you to say they taste the same, Let the leaves fall off in the summer

Uh God uh you know what we gotta do son Why know what I'm sayin? Word up Make that millions fam No doubt, it's only there for the takings son Matter of fact let me get some of that beer son We drunk all that shit hey yo 44th Side convention Queens

Lived with you, If II ain't got you There's a light A certain kind of light That never shone on me I want my life to be There's a way, everybody say To do each and every little thing But what good does it bring, if II ain't got you

I won't tell your secrets Your secrets are safe with me Just think of me as the pages in your diary II will keep your secrets Lemme hear you say woo (woo) Lay your head on my pillow Here you can be yourself No one has to know what you are feeling No one

Let me see, let me see, let me see Don't talk about it, be about it What you gon' do to me That you couldn't wait to get me home alone Talk a good game mate, come on Hollering 'bout what you gon' do to me She say she wanna take her skirt off Be my guest

Whose world is this? It's mine, it's mine, it's mine (The world is yours, the world is yours) I'm out for presidents to represent me (say what?) I sip the Dom P, watching "Gandhi" 'til II'm charged Then writing in my book of rhymes, all the words past the