Pete Rock, C.L. Smooth, Crystal Johnson - Take You There lyrics

Never judge a book by the cover
Discover the soul brother with the Mecca don
Working brunette to blonde
How many Edison con when I
Respond in full black
With us having the vernon
Villains back-to back
Amazing grace when I face
The great paper chase
For real it’s long overdue
So I don’t wanna talk to you
I stroke the hell out
Of mademoiselle who insisted every night
She get her back twisted in the unlisted
I’m living through my son so
Daddy see it this way
I want him in the NFL, his brother in the NBA
No doubt I'm with a piece, down in mecca
All crazy
To the late Eve, none of this is make-believe
I breathe some of the most
Powerful lyrics of our century
Battle physically, conquer mentally
Essentially, you’re dealing with
A Mecca affair
So anywhere you wanna go y’know
I’ll take you there

CL, whatcha gonna do?
You know you can make me move
Over, over again come on and take me there

Control now so in the future
See me calling the shots
From larger plots to cash to
Mini-bikes and open mics
I’m blowing up spots for knots
In the millennium years
And now I drop it on my peers
Brings tears and fears
And now the question manifest in my only
My soldiers wear Versace or the army fatigue
That brings a world of intrigue
And glamour to my arsenal of dons
Pimps to players and layers of decepticons
My whole mind-state gravitate to weapon
Making people in the business
Get a misconception
It ain’t hard to the core
It ain’t sex on the beach
It’s just another plateau the
Brothers have to reach
Emphatic with non-cypher
Then we were broke and misguided
Try to gas me like Hitler once we get divided
No question
You’re dealing with a Mecca affair
So anywhere you wanna go, I’ll take you there

CL, whatcha gonna do?
You know you can make me move
Over, over again come on and take me there

Set it so I can make em all respect my fame
When brothers try to count all
My chips in the game
Now let me civilize your
Foolish acts of gunplay
The plan of a stick man
The price in how to get away
Chose for negroes, the most hypnotical flows
On the planet, another East Coast track rose
Goddammit
My theme, to mainstream’s the knocker
Only time I get writer's block is
When my lucci's on lock
Pretty much I’m coming through
In the clutch see my thought is a bombshell
Built to only propel or is it just my style
Of hustle making a mark
To rumble the playgrounds with more
Danger than Jurassic Park
It was dark, when I brought it to the light
For spite my staff’s got me taking
Nothing but champagne baths
Now the aftermath’s dealing with
A Mecca affair
So anywhere you wanna go, I’ll take you there

CL, whatcha gonna do?
You know you can make me move
Over, over again come on and take me there