Pete Rock, C.L. Smooth - Tell Me lyrics

Tell me how you feel
It's time to get down and do this for real

There she lays, never the nonsense
The mood to watch her focus on and
Slide so she can ride the man
Who's born to be sextified
Study my flicks if only chicks knew
The mix for better brands
When power lands the sister had other plans
The plot is set for her to
Wed giver her dad's permission
To marry the next boss in
Line in his position
Overprotective, the objective is never
To leave her
Taking street, who pack the heat
Now meet the Black Caesar
Bought her diamonds and furs
Silky jammies isn't hers
But deep down I think a
Simple man she prefers
Every kiss was a death wish
Every plan was a let down
Stopping in tears she pulls
Over by the playground clearing her vision
Spots a game through the schoolyard fence
Sneakers squeeking, ball bouncing
Looking so intense
And since her hobby was photography
With nothing to do
Cool, she takes a flick or two

A couple of weeks go by
Clocking the boys around the town
Her mommy shopping, daddy dealing
Leaving night all time around
For her to execute her a level
To break the family ties
To gamble her future on
The love, murder, money, and lies watch out
The woman's about to love and claim her king
So she drove up in the ghetto
Looking to do her thing
Checking the brothers going crazy when the
Car skirts by the flow
I keep it real and peep it all from my window
So please
The lady's heading upstairs the first door
The second deliver my clothes, the third
Run my tub water
Every way she represented made sense to me
When black is out of state, building spots
Making lucci the wind blows the candles
Now the moon shines on my chest
But nevertheless I gently rest my
Head on her breast
But danger lurks in the wings based
On how the cards read 'em
I think she'd better tell 'em

The blackest of the seeds to
Dawn stepping with two briefcases
Son you bless your people when
You conquer like Hannibal
When I was about your age
I ran the numbers for money
I'm picturing him and John Gotti
Hanging in the study
I grew to be large in Crooklyn with
Your daddy back in the day
We were ready to take Harlem
Before he passed away women and booze
The weapon I choose then was truly major
I'm ringside with Don King
When Ali fought Frazier scars and metals
When the mob settles I was flexing
My daughter was born so I called
The X for some direction
Your father's words are like
The Bible to black but beware
He came barging in your room
And you wasn't there
You let your mind wander
Taste and face the search party
Left the grounds fully loaded
With the tre pound
Then come in deep on the creep
To find you and me
Cause you can't stop destiny