Girls you know you'd- better, watch out (Watch out!)
Some guys, some guys are only about (About!)
That thing, that thing, that thing! (Thing!)
That thing, that thing, that thing! (Thing!)
Throw your hands in the air!
Admit two shots in the atmosphere!
[Verse One - Lauryn]
It's been three weeks since you were looking for your friend
The one you let hit it and never called you again
Remember when he told you he was about the benjamins?
You act like you ain't here him, but gave him a little trim
To begin, how you think you're really going to pretend
Like you wasn't down and you called him again?
Plus when, you give it up so easy you ain't even foolin' him
If you did it then, then you'd probably do it again
Talking out your neck, saying you're a Christian
A Muslim, sleeping with the Gin
Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in
Who're you going to tell when the repercussions spin?
Showing off your ass because your thinking it's a trend
Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again!
You know I only say it because i'm truly genuine
Don't be a hard rock, when you really are a gem
Baby girl! Respect is just the minimum
Nigga's creepin' and you still defending him
Now -- Lauryn is only human
Don't think I haven't been through the same predicament
Let it sit inside your head like a million women in Philly been
It's silly when girls sell their souls because it's in
Look at what you be in, hair weaves like Europeans
Fake nails up out Koreans
Come again
Yo! A-When when come again! (Yeah-Yeah!)
When when come again!! (Yeah-Yeah!)
My friend come again!!! (Yeah-Yeah!)
[Chorus - Lauryn]
Guys you know you'd better, watch out (Watch out!)
Some girls, some girls are only, about (About!)
That thing, that thing, that thing! (Thing!)
That thing, that thing, that thing! (Thing!)
[Verse Two - Lauryn]
The second verse is dedicated to the men
More concerned with his rims and his Tim's than his women
Him and his men, come in the club like houligans
Don't care who they offend
Popping game (Like you got yen!)
Let's stop pretend, the ones that pissed out by they waste men
Cristall by the case men, still living in his Mother's basement
The pretty face men claiming that they be the "big men."
Need to take care of their three and four kids
But they face a court case when the child support's late
Money taking and heart breaking
Now you wonder why women hate men
The sleepy silent men
The punk domestic violence men
Quick to shoot the scene, stop acting like boys and be men!
How you gonna win, when you ain't right within?!
How you gonna win, when you ain't right within?!
How you gonna win, when you ain't right within?!
Unh-Unhh Come Again!
Bro-Straight come again!
Sit straight come again!
Watch out, watch out
Look out, look out
Watch out, watch out
Look out, look out
Watch out, watch out
Look out, look out
Watch out, watch out
Look out, look out
[Lauryn - Singing Chorus]
Girls you know you'd better, watch out (Watch out!)
Some guys, some guys are only about (About!)
That thing, that thing, that thing! (Thing!)
That thing, that thing, that thing! (Thing!)
Guys you know you'd better, watch out (Watch out!)
Some girls, some girls are only, about (About!)
That thing, that thing, that thing! (Thing!)
That thing, that thing, that thing! (Thing!)
Yo hip-hop, started out in the heart
Uh-huh, yo
Now everybody tryin to chart
Say what? Hip-Hop, started out in the heart
Yo, now everybody tryin to chart
C'mon now baby c'mon now baby c'mon now baby c'mon, uhh
C'mon now baby c'mon now baby c'mon now baby c'mon
[singing]
C'mon baby light my fire
Everything you drop is so tired
Music is supposed to inspire
How come we ain't gettin no higher?
Now tell me your philosophy
on exactly what an artist should be
Should they be someone with prosperity
and no concept of reality?
Now, who you know without any flaws?
That lives above the spiritual laws?
And does anything they feel just because
there's always someone there who'll applaud?
C'mon baby light my fire
Everything you drop is so tired
Music is supposed to inspire
How come we ain't gettin no higher?
I know you think that you've got it all
And by making other people feel small
makes you think you're unable to fall
But when you do, who you gonna call?
See what you give is just what you get
I know it hasn't hit you yet!
Now I don't mean to get you upset
But every cause has an effect! Uh-huh!
C'mon baby light my fire
Everything you drop is so tired
Music is supposed to inspire
So how come we ain't gettin no higher?
[rapping]
I cross sands in distant lands, made plans with the sheiks
Why you beef with freaks as my album sales peak? Uhh
All I wanted was to sell like five hundred
and be a Ghetto Supastar since my first album _Blunted_
I used to work at Foot Locker, they fired me and fronted
or I quitted, now I spit it -- however do you want it!
Now you get it, writing rhymes, in the Range, with the frames
lightly tinted, then send it to your blcok to have my full name
cemented (Lauryn Hill!) And if your lines sound like mine
I'm taking a percentage (ka-ching!) Unprecedented, and still respected
when it's finished, I'm serious, I'm takin over areas in Aquarius
Runnin red lights with my ten thousand chariots
Just as Christ was a Superstar, you stupid, Star
They hail you then nail you, no matter who you are
They'll make you now then take you down, and make you face it
If you slit the bag open, put your pinky in it and taste it
C'mon baby light my fire
Everything you drop is so tired
Music is supposed to inspire
So how come we ain't gettin no higher?
C'mon baby light my fire
Everything you drop is so tired
Music is supposed to inspire
So how come we ain't gettin no higher?
C'mon baby light my fire
Everything you drop is so tired
Music is supposed to inspire
So how come we ain't gettin no higher?
*Lauryn Singing*
You can't run away...gonna find you
and take it slowly
You can't run away...gonna find you
and make you want me
Chorus
All my time it could be spent with you
So what you gonna do?
Make sure your game is true
See all my time it could be spent with you
So what you gonna do?
Make sure your game is true
*Rapping*
Well could it be that through these Cartiers I swear
their stares a specimen smooth as Sidney Poitier
Clean cut & dapper seems he's straight & narrow
Tingle in the bone marrow ???
but I ain't that aggressive instead I act suggestive
bat my eyelashes make smooth & subtle passes
timed perfectly with the classic under my dark glasses
[he must have put a spell on my mind]*sung overlapping*
amountin' all the words to do magic
with all due respect he approached it
and offered the roach clip as I respectfully declined to smoke it
[Nah nah I don't I don't do that] *spoken*
Broken the ice his demeanor was nice
he tried to freak it to my mental
[Ay yo it wasn't accidental]
Yo his talk was slick my resume is kinda thick
[So let's blow this scene girl and check this flick]
and show me why ?Paid alive? ain't ya average click
Recognize Paid Alive about to lock this shit
Chorus
Yeah yeah I know you got a car
but we should keep it in the lot
I got a urge to ride the train
let's do some walkin' in the rain
it sounds insane but meditative for the brain
plus I'd like to get to see if you as crazy as you claim.
[Paid Alive]
?? like Iceberg Slim in Donald Gowens
uncut it's all raw dog hit me off
Paid Alive baby girl on sand this connection
be hit through your burrow territorial section
True I come correct in all mine & denim
truck trues top kid really wear linens
No question I'll show you affection
as I proceed to lead ya direction
[Lauryn] *rapping*
Well these procedures that you agreed to
I'm gonna need to know a little more
about ya self & family [License]
well who's paid and who's live?
Where you live what you drive?
Ever did a homicide?
[I hope not] let our molecules collide
In time we'll tell if you can indoor with L
if you tryin to knock it down then I'm not that type of girl
my mind's a pearl and I done been around the world
but if you righteous I might just let you spend the night and...
Chorus
[Lauren] *sung parts*
*See all my tiiiime*...OK that's right what?
Nah ain't nobody about wastin' my time
Like *ye yeah ye yeah ye yeah ye yeah ye yeah ye yeah*
Show me why Paid Alive ain't ya average click
