Blu - Tell You lyrics

[Verse 1: Exile] (I wanna tell you) everything that's on my mind Let it spit out literal, empty confusion of mine (I wanna) Be free so you can really see me and I can really be me You ain't really hearin' me? (tell you) Sometimes I think the illest sh** And you be feelin' it if I can think of a way to really spit But the brain can't find the words Sometimes the mind blurs plus blocks vagina finders But (tell you) but it's really realer than that Really realer than cats looking for quick cookin' When I'm looking for long term mom cooking I'll give you that long arm, strong sticking So let me hit, don't let it thicken My thoughts are thickening For you to hear while you cookin' chicken Naw, naw I'm just playing But it's my thoughts, I'm just saying I don't know what I'm saying [Verse 2: Blu] (tell you) everything that's on your mind For the first time I wrote my first rhyme I been entwined Pencil and pad, cause it's the only way I have To let you know how I been thinking And the ink is just a easy way to (tell you) So I hope you soak it up like the pages One day it close mine and open up Thoughts translate and say your a** don't f** it up And you get offended like you do, when you ask me the truth And I try to (tell you) But you don't seem to get it All you seem to mention is the smoking and the women Tokin' for the many different times I try to say what's on my mind But all you heard is what your girlfriend said Because of what she heard And when I get in the bed, I'm hearing Patty's opinion Or what Christina be thinking But yo, f** what they thinking, tell me what's in your head Instead of what's on your mind Look, ma I wanna (tell you) All the cheesy sh** that I don't wanna say When my homies around And I be home soon So you know the code, 143 And when I get home There's one more thing that you know I gotta (tell you) [Verse 3: Aloe Blacc] (tell you) Everything that's on my mind, I be steady on my grind But you f**ing with my time And I'm a real cool brother But I changed my phone number Cause you stay on my line And look here, you better not call me again You really can't even call me your friend (uhm) All the time that we even we did spent was because My flight got snowed in for the whole weekend So I'ma (tell you) So you don't get to thinking 'bout a ring Cause I know you hopin' that this fling Is somehow gonn' magically turn into a thing And have me up in a chapel with your family waiting for me to (tell you) I do, but I don't, you think I'ma fall in love, but I won't Get it straight, b*atch, it was only one day Now you see how much talking you take How many excuses you expect me to make If you don't get a call back Maybe you should consider the fact You ain't all that, and I'm all this Here's a small kiss, go ahead and reminisce But this is how it is You said the way I look it down is too real And I need to learn how to express how I do feel Well, I'ma tell you how I feel in three words Leave me alone, cause you beatin' on these nerves Too many b**hes and not enough dimes They dont even deserve an inch of my nine You ain't that fine, you ain't hearing me no matter how many times (I tell you)