What's On Your Mind

I seen her in the subway, on my way to Brooklyn
Hello good lookin', is this seat tooken
On the A-train, pickin' at her brain
I couldn't get her number, couldn't get her name
I said I still like your style of fashion
But I hate your high sadity attitude wit' a passion
Is it because brothers like to hawk a lot?
Is it because your sign don't talk a lot?

She turned away, no play, I said okay
You don't really look good, I hope ya have a bad day
Sat back, relaxed, though the ride was tight
I was thinkin' of the rhymes I wrote last night
Next stop was mine, a familar scene
I was meetin' 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 tryin' to find me?
Hmm, I didn't wanna play myself out
I played it off, stopped, then I bought a Guinness Stout

Now was she shy, she didn't walk by
She came in the store, and she even said hi
Curiosity, at a high velocity
Maybe possibly, she had the hots for me
I said, "if we're playin' games, then we're gonna play mine"
I'mma lay the rules 'cause it ain't much time
If you hide your feelings, it ain't hard to find
I wanna know what's on your mind

About a week went by and I called her, "hello"
I said yo, could I speak to um, she said no
'Ey 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 could 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 ecstacy'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 ya hide your feelings, it ain't 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 I, couldn't remember the movie we just seen
But it's Wednesday, take the train uptown
How do the a 125th street sound?
Amateur night, Showtime at the Apollo
Probably be watchin' Bill Cosby tomorrow

Then after that get into it
I mean intimate, every word is a instrument
Makin' sounds and tones and songs and moans
My lips so close to ya ear, it's like headphones
She smiled, and 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, smellin' 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 feelin', for sexual healin'
An' mental healin', now how you feelin'
She caught the effect, and said she feel the same
Could you massage my intellect and stop the pain

Desire's yearnin', the fire's burnin'
You hot 'cause it's alot you're learnin'
Now I'm ready to explore you inner world
It's take a long time, 'cause I'm just beginnin' 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