Please Understand Songtext
[ female voice ] I just want you to understand
I just want you to understand
[ male voice] - Understand what?
[ VERSE 1 ]
I met a guy named Tommy, damn, he charmed me
Met him at the mall, but I knew he wouldn't harm me
We exchanged numbers, hopin to meet again
We couldn't wait for the romance to begin
Time went by The relationship grew strong
I just want you to understand
[ male voice] - Understand what?
[ VERSE 1 ]
I met a guy named Tommy, damn, he charmed me
Met him at the mall, but I knew he wouldn't harm me
We exchanged numbers, hopin to meet again
We couldn't wait for the romance to begin
Time went by The relationship grew strong
I didn't wanna be right if this love was wrong
But oh no, came the problems, the first segment
The dumb kid went and got some girl pregnant
The second segment: started wheelin and dealin
Didn't give a damn about how Lyte was feelin
But then he got wise, started treatin me better
Cause all of his friends said I was a go-getter
He knew he was usin me, and abusin me
He also knew that soon he'd be losin me
First I clocked him, yeah, I docked him
But I rocked him - and then I dropped him
[ VERSE 2 ]
Then there was Dave, couldn't behave
So I punished him and put him in my Lyte-as-a-rock cave
Then he got bold, tried to play insane
So Bigfoot threw him off my paperthin train
He tried to 10%-dis me, but he pissed me off
Cause I'm the boss, and you know I'm not havin it Lyte is too dope, and you know I ain't crabbin it
Then there was Henry, way too friendly
I needed a trip, he said he would send me
Pay my airfare, if he could come with me
I said, "Listen, honey, I don't need your money
Believe me when I tell you, I've got my own
Cause I'm MC Lyte on the microphone"
Yeah
[ VERSE 3 ]
Here's another story: a dude named Corey
When I used to work, yes, I was a clerk
At the Worldtrade Center, back in high school
This little player musta thought I was a fool
He took me out to lunch, offered me a ride home
When we got there, he asked could he use my telephone
I said, "Yeah, sure", flipped him to the floor
Cause he said "What's up?" and tried to feel my butt
I kicked him down the stairs and said, "What you're provin?"
Rolled him to his car and said, "Get movin!"
He tried to score it, I wasn't goin for it
You can't play me, I'm Lyte Thee MC
Never saw his face again until last week
All beat up and bleedin down the street
I looked to my left, there was a girl with a pipe in her hand
Sayin, "Why oh why can't you understand?"
But oh no, came the problems, the first segment
The dumb kid went and got some girl pregnant
The second segment: started wheelin and dealin
Didn't give a damn about how Lyte was feelin
But then he got wise, started treatin me better
Cause all of his friends said I was a go-getter
He knew he was usin me, and abusin me
He also knew that soon he'd be losin me
First I clocked him, yeah, I docked him
But I rocked him - and then I dropped him
[ VERSE 2 ]
Then there was Dave, couldn't behave
So I punished him and put him in my Lyte-as-a-rock cave
Then he got bold, tried to play insane
So Bigfoot threw him off my paperthin train
He tried to 10%-dis me, but he pissed me off
Cause I'm the boss, and you know I'm not havin it Lyte is too dope, and you know I ain't crabbin it
Then there was Henry, way too friendly
I needed a trip, he said he would send me
Pay my airfare, if he could come with me
I said, "Listen, honey, I don't need your money
Believe me when I tell you, I've got my own
Cause I'm MC Lyte on the microphone"
Yeah
[ VERSE 3 ]
Here's another story: a dude named Corey
When I used to work, yes, I was a clerk
At the Worldtrade Center, back in high school
This little player musta thought I was a fool
He took me out to lunch, offered me a ride home
When we got there, he asked could he use my telephone
I said, "Yeah, sure", flipped him to the floor
Cause he said "What's up?" and tried to feel my butt
I kicked him down the stairs and said, "What you're provin?"
Rolled him to his car and said, "Get movin!"
He tried to score it, I wasn't goin for it
You can't play me, I'm Lyte Thee MC
Never saw his face again until last week
All beat up and bleedin down the street
I looked to my left, there was a girl with a pipe in her hand
Sayin, "Why oh why can't you understand?"
MCLYTE, MILK, GIZMO
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