The Roots - You Got Me Lyrics
feat. Erykah Badu & Eve[Hook x2: Erykah Badu]If you were worried bout whereI been or who I saw orWhat club I went to with my homiesBaby don't worry you know that you got me[Verse 1: Black Thought]Somebody told me that this planet was smallWe used to live in the same building on the same floorAnd never met beforeUntil I'm overseas on tourAnd peeped this Ethiopian queen from PhillyTaking classes abroadShe studying film and photo, flash, focus, recordSaid she working on a flick andCould my clique do the scoreShe said she loved my show in ParisAt Elysee MontmartreAnd that I stepped off the stage and took a piece of her heartWe knew from the start thatThings fall apart, intentions shatterShe like that shit don't matterWhen I get home get at herThrough letter, phone whateverLet's link, let's get togetherShit you think notThink the Thought went home and forgotTime passed, we back in Philly now she up in my spotTelling me the things I'm telling her is making her hotStarting building with her constantly round the clockNow she in my world like hip-hopAnd keep telling me[Hook][Verse 2: Black Thought]I'm the type that's always catching a flightAnd sometimes I gotta be out at the height of the nightAnd that's when she flip and get on some 'ol[Eve]Another lonely nightSeem like I'm on the side you only loving your micI know you gotta get that paper Daddy keep that shit tightBut yo I need some sort of love in my life, you dig meWhile politicking with my sister from New York CityShe said she know this ball player and he think I'm prettyPsych, I'm playing booYou know it's just wit you I'm staying booAnd when cats be popping gameI don't hear what they sayin booWhen you out there in the worldI'm still your girlWith all my classes I don't have the time for life's thrillsSo when you sweating on stage think of me when you rhymeAnd don't be listening to your homies, they be leaving you blind[Black]Yeah, so what you sayin I can trust you?[Eve]Is you crazy, you my king for real[Both]But sometimes relationships get ill[Eve]No doubt[Hook][Verse 3: Black Thought]That snake could be that chick and that rat could be that cool catThat's whispering she trying to play you for the fool BlackIf something's on your chest then let it be knownSee I'm not at you every five minutes all on the phoneAnd on the topic of trust, it's just a matter of factThat people bite back and fracture what's intactAnd they'll forever be, I ain't on some oh I'm a celebrityI deal with the real, so if it's artificial let it beI've seen people caught in love like whirlwindsListening to they squads and listening to girlfriendsThat's exactly the point where their whole world endsLies come in, that's where that drama beginsAnd she like[Hook]
