Artist: Rapper Big Pooh f/ Focus... Album: Dirty Pretty Things Song: Right With You Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [Intro] Yo.. It's Rapper Are you listening? {Sound without +Focus...+ is just, noise} I hope you takin note, hope you payin attention Uh.. [Rapper Big Pooh] I'm tryna like it's '99 Lookin back, I remember everything was fine Maybe not, baby, maybe I was bein blind Genu-wine with my time, I would write a rhyme Go to school, go to work, then the studio 308 North Hall, that was truly though The first time I felt we was the perfect match We fucked around in the past, I was too detached Clearly overmatched, slightly overwhelmed I saw you in my future, couldn't take the helm I'm in another space, still happy Did you ever really see my face? All smiles All the while I'm in another place This becoming an addiction but I love the chase Searchin for that first high, never destined to return Usher playin loud - "Let it +Burn+, baby +Burn+" It's burnin [Chorus: Focus...] As long as I'm here, I can't just let it die Cause I wanna get it right for you I'ma do as much as I can, gotta let me try Cause I wanna get it right with you Make it right with you ahh, you ahh, you, ahh, ah Make it right with you ahh, you ahh, you, ahh, ah Make it righht with you [Rapper Big Pooh] If you let it go, when it comes back Maybe it was meant to be, I'm dreamin 'bout you and I, what a sight to see We already friends, I enjoy your company Seein how my boys ack', like they like you more than me That kinda turn me on and evoke jealousy I love our inner action, adore bein with you We were having fun, up to see the sun Neglect needin funds cause I bond to see us through it Push baby push, Nike checks, +Just Do It+ Now I'm goin through it, you tuggin at the heart It grained in my soul, a part of my mind A piece of my existence, now you understand Tryna lead my resistance, what about a break 'fore you break a nigga spirit? I probably need time to myself but I fear it, I miss you.. already [Chorus] [Rapper Big Pooh] Off a hiatus, I move a lil' different I see you changed too, but somethin seems missing You not the same one, I gave my heart to Thinkin I'ma treat you like them other niggaz do What we had was special, what it is now? You been impregnated, overrun by kids how? You let yourself go, you were a queen now You fiend for that dough, we would take it slow And let it marinate, cookin up dishes Have 'em beggin for a plate, that's past tense, baby Look who bat crazy, maybe me cause I still want you as my lady, I been thinkin 'bout relationships here lately, this is one-sided All them things that you used to give {I PROVIDE IT} Ain't no need to hide it, affair's never stopped You will always be my #1 girl: hip-hop [Chorus]