Eric B. , Rakim - What's On Your Mind lyrics

I seen her in the subway
On my way to Brooklyn
Hello, good lookin', is this seat tooken?
On the A train, picking at her brain
I couldn't get her number
I couldn't get her name
(I'm curious) I said I still
Like your style of fashion
But, I hate your high saddity
Attitude with a passion
Is it because brothers like to hawk a lot?
Is it because you're shy'n don't talk a lot?
She turned away, no play, I said okay
You don't really look good
I hope you have a bad day
Sat back, relaxed though the ride was tight
I was thinking of the rhymes
I wrote last night
Next stop was mine, a familiar scene
I was meeting my friend
Killer Ben in Fort Greene
Where the girls are real
They tell ya how they feel
If you're soft, you're soft
Or if you're hard like steel
See I don't bend and I won't rust
And I don't break and I won't bust
Stomped up the street and did I hear a treat?
Hard high heels tappin' on the concrete
I took a peek
It was the girl from the train behind me
Did she live in the area
Was she trying to find me?
Hmm, I didn't wanna play myself out
I played it off
Stopped and I bought a Guinness Stout
Now was she shy, she didn't walk by
She came in the store then she even said 'hi'
Curiosity, at a high velocity
Maybe possibly she had the hots for me
I said, "If we're playing games then
We're gonna play mine
I'm a lay the rules 'cause it ain't much time
If you hide your feelings
And they hard to find
I wanna know what's on your mind"

About a week went by and I called her
"Hello"
I said yo, can I speak to, um, she said no
Hey yo, I know I didn't call
I didn't wanna stress you
Go out my way to impress you
Press to undress you
See I wanna get to know you so I can show you
What a strong relationship can grow to
But, you gotta trust me and
You're gonna love me
Squeeze the phone and hug me
Use your mind to rub me now how does it feel
When my mental, massage ya temple
Telephone's hot from the vibes
That I sent you now tell me your inner
Thoughts and deepest emotions
Next you see ecstasy's explosions
Now I'm coming to see you to spend some time
I'm a romantic warrior, but is it a crime
And if you hide your feelings
And they hard to find
I wanna know what's on your mind

I wanna know what's on your mind

Now it's been months and
It's smooth and lovely
I'm in your head so you'll be thinking of me
So we met in Queens and
Went to Valley Streams and, uh
Couldn't remember the movie we just seen
But, it's Wednesday, take the train uptown
How do 125th street sound?
Amateur night, Showtime at the Apollo
Probably be watching Bill Cosby tomorrow
Then after that get into it, I mean intimate
Every word is an instrument
Making sounds and tones and songs and moans
My lips so close to your ear
It's like headphones you smile
You said you never know what
The day will bring
It's always a new song to sing
The next day I went back to her rest
Knocked on the door, intentions: finesse
She let me in and had
Nothing but a negligee on
Smelling like Liz Claiborne
I sat down and got comfortable
And watched the Huxtables
She sat next to me and said what's up wit you
I got the feeling for sexual healing
A mental healing how you feeling
She caught the effect and said
She feel the same
Could you massage my intellect
And stop the pain
Desire's yearning, the fire's burning
You hot cause it's a lot you're learning
Now I'm ready to explore you inner world
It's take a long time
'cause I'm just beginning, girl
Take it easy, cut off the TV
Cut off the lights, use your mind to see me
Use your physical form if I'm hard to find
'Cause now I know what's on your mind
'Cause now I know what's on your mind