Nas, Mary J. Blige - Reach Out lyrics

DJ Hot Day

This kind of love is a
Once in a lifetime groove
Reach out and touch the love
That I have for you, aww baby
I see you standing there
So lost and all alone
I wanna take you in my arms
And tell you that you’re home
I look into your eyes
I said I know you very well
I see a mirror of my life
A reflection of myself

3: 45AM can't sleep, can't dream
I'm stuck, money problems pop up
How will I survive?
Guess it's best to decide not to decide
So that's my decision
Whatever happens happens
I keep making my millions can see myself in
Presidential campaign dinners
But I'm passing blunts around a
Bunch of gang members
When you're too hood to be
In them Hollywood circles
And you're too rich to be in
That hood that birthed you
And you become better than legends
You thought were the greatest
And outgrow women you loved and
Thought you could stay with
Life become clearer when you
Wipe down your mirror
And leave notes around for
Yourself to remember
I like to teach and build
With brothers about how easy it
Is to reach a mil
All you need is some skill
Then it’s grind time
Imagination better than knowledge
Says Einstein it’s all in the mind
Nasty the nicest, I'm somewhat of a psychic
Just one minute after it's heard
You all'll recite it, you all'll repeat it
You'll call me a genius, if you didn't
Now that I said it I forced you to think it
Write in my little vignettes, sipping Moët
Bitch when you vision me, you vision the best
When I was young they called me Olu's son
Now he's Nas' father, I was the good seed
He was the wise gardener

This kind of love is a
Once in a lifetime groove
Reach out and touch the love
That I have for you, aww baby
I see you standing there
So lost and all alone
I wanna take you in my arms
And tell you that you’re home
I look into your eyes
I said I know you very well
I see a mirror of my life
A reflection of myself

Yeah, what y'all know about this
Yo, beautiful life
Often I dream that I can bring my niggas
Conservatives don’t understand
Slang linguistics
The burbs talking like the hood
Will change with quickness
Love the skinny model chicks but
I prefer the thickness
So what I rap about my
Riches and I'm ostentatious
Get out a gangsta's business
Seems to me your thoughts are basic
Try to compare what you live
To the life I master
See the fly shit I wear
You try to rock it after
Big bracelets, golden Egyptian faces
White wine spritzers and
Switzerland on vacation
The strip club scene favors Josephine Baker
Dope fiend neighbors, growing up I seen paper
I describe it, hope you can visualize it
This is reminiscent to all the
Parks in the project
When my British Knights can
Rival your Foamposites
Don’t make me pull my Lottos out the closet
Ha ha ha

This kind of love is a
Once in a lifetime groove
Reach out and touch the love
That I have for you, aww baby
I see you standing there
So lost and all alone
I wanna take you in my arms
And tell you that you’re home
I look into your eyes
I said I know you very well
I see a mirror of my life
A reflection of myself

You remind me, ohhhhhhhhhh
Yes it's true baby, ahh yeah