Yo,
Funk
Doc, my man music, check it out
It's the
Dr.
Bombay, the yellow hombre
Spotted like
Kwame, for smackin'
a blind date
For scratchin' my
Hyundai, it's
Dockway
Don't like it?
Then move on
The bullshitter, push a
Yukon with bullhorns
Arguin', what the fuck we doin'?
Starin' eye to eye like,
who the fuck we screwin'?
Here, take these nickel bags
and think up your doin'
With nicks, I can't ball,
so who snuck me you in?
No ice with no blue in,
tires with no shoe in
Cribs with no boo in,
pockets like I'm
Jewish
Tight, I'm an
Aries, born in
April
That mean my attitude is
I'm born to hate you
Now let's get it gritty, I'm doggy style
Why you watchin' sex in the city?
My palms on your titty,
I'll bomb your committee
If y 'all mitty,
I'll treat your girl like spades
And walk off with an idiot
me why when I saw
you the other day
You spoke to me as if I
was your best friend, son
But when today I tried to say
what's up as you walked on by
You had nothing to say to me then
Now how come when I be
seeing you
Chilling all by yourself
You, oh, act like you know me
An d act like you don't when
you're around someone else
Oh, tell me what is on your mind
Tell me what you wanna do
Tell me how you feel about me
So I know how to deal with you
Because people like you really
went out of my can do
All you fake frontin' motherfuckers
Sometimes I can
't even understand
Why you'd even bother to
pass my way, no
Cause deal in' with you
kinda makes me wonder
Ex actly where does my time go?
I can't believe the things
that you be doin' for me
Knowin' in your heart you
don't really mean to
Know what you tryna get over
But you're shuckin' and jivin'
when the only person
Gettin' hurt is you
What is on your mind,
tell me what you wanna do
Tell me how you feelin' bout me so
I know how to deal with you
Because people like you really
went out of my can do
All you face, all you motherfuckers
I should've known from
the door you ain't shit
I want the bracelet,
the necklace, the anklet
That foot spa with the nail
and toe paint kit
That half a pound I loaned your pops,
he ain't flip
That itch your boyfriend keeps,
thought he ain't sniff
Y 'all good together,
when y 'all tongue kiss
Y 'all suckin' my wood together
Fallin' in love? I won't do it
Cause some of these women in
clothes look so good
The next time that you see me
Walkin' down the street
Don't even bother to speak
Don't even bother, no
Cause if it ain't genuine
Then, uh, don't waste my time
Cause, uh, I can't deal
If you can't keep it real
What is on your mind?
Tell me what you wanna do
Tell me how you feel about me
So I know how to deal with you
Because people like you
Really, what
Adam I can do
All you fake front mother
fuckers
All you fake front
mother fuckers
All you fake front mother
fuckers
I'ma it real,
I'ma keep it real
I'ma keep it real,
I'ma keep it real
Musiq Soulchild 
