Oh yes, I will Can I be your gentlemen? I'll be as gentle as I can To be your gentlemen I swear I'll be the luckiest man If I could be your gentlemen Oh what you say? Da, la, la, la, da, da, da, la, la, la, da, da If you ever need to cry

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

She's got whatever it is It blows me away She's everything I wanted to say to a woman But couldn't find the words to say I don't know what to do Because every time I try and tell her how I feel You got whatever it is It comes out "I love you" She's got

Feel a way, feel a way, young nigga feel a way I've stopped listening to things you say I tried with you And getting high with you I had to let go of us to show myself what I could do And that just didn't sit right with you And now you're trying to make

No one makes me feel the way Feel the way you do No one else could make me say Say these things to you I feel something kind of dangerous I wish I knew what it was Babe let's get together Get together for some

How could you be the better part of me When we're only half of what we used to be? Today, could you see, this isn't what we need And I'm leaving all the pieces how they fell So goodbye, farewell What am I to say? I'm all wrapped up in apathy And I don't

Oh God you gotta make it stop My sweet Virginia You used to say I couldn't save you enough So I've been savin' it up, I started savin' it up I started givin' you up, I started givin' you up You and what army, Arlandria, Arlandria Use me up, spit me out,

En garde, I'll let you try my Wu Tang style I'd like to try your Wu Tang style, let's begin, then Shaolin shadowboxing and the Wu Tang sword style If what you say is true, the Shaolin and the Wu Tang could be dangerous (yeah, yeah) Do you think your Wu

Touching the untouchables but they don't know Respect the disrespectable's, but in the end you know You turn away, what can I say? Hello to you, my sweet young friends Have you got money perhaps you could lend? I wash my leather face in the afternoon sun

What more could I say, I wouldn't be here today If the old school didn't pave the way I remember Mr. Magic, Flash, Grandmaster Caz LL raising hell but, that didn't last Eric B. & Rakim was, the shit to me I flip to see a Doug E. Fresh show, with Ricky D