[Verse 1]

Had an encounter with this dame at the wrong place

It was a half past the wrong time when this gal showed her face

Her outer description, form was bad like crime

You could tell she prepped in mirrors for long drawn amounts of time

Appeared angelic, Fashion Fair relic, you can't get used to

STOP, to entertain that thought would be a plot by the accuser

Look though, this is where my first mistake was

I was curious to find out more on who she was

I could tell there was interest when our eyes shook hands

Not knowing she's a strange dame with foreign plans

So I began to travel to her corner, diagonal

From where the Factors loitered, should have stayed and avoided

This whole scenario, but yet I wanted to inspect

To see what I could detect through platonic dialect

So I approach with caution as always I feel I need to

Following guidelines of chivalry is proper procedure

Then extend my hand to make initial introduction

Trying to stay calm but stumble through merbal valfunction

I stuttered through all kinds of words

Then I finally spit it out, "Well, hello, I'm Knowdaverbs."

I await for her to reciprocate the greeting

Thinking if by chance is this the dame that I've been needing?

Measure virtues by the text could guarantee her clearance

Wanted to know if her name could compliment her appearance

So I stood there, sitting at the edge of my feet

Hanging on like Stallone to every word that she would speak

I listen closely for her lips to form her name

Trying to remain tame but she was way too pretty

Her hair was silky how she worked it, was looking way too perfect

I swore she was Pine Valley or Genewa City

Spoke with vocal tones that tried to hypnotize me

Spirit recalled the text, shot the flesh and tranquilized me

Which was swell so I couldn't leave the conversation

Get down to essentials and find out what's her inspiration

She said her birthplace was from the island of the Saunas

Oh and by the way they call me Unyoka Uhuh

[Chorus]

Now presenting foreign ladies and strange dames

Shiny eclipses, thinking that they may pertain

Stop! The switching from crowns to concubines

Why try? She wasn't called to be mine

Now presenting foreign ladies and strange dames

Shiny eclipses, thinking that they may pertain

Stop! The switching from crowns to concubines

Why try? She wasn't called to be mine

[Verse 2]

We volleyed questions back and forth just to see what I was facin'

And then the enemy came and tried to enter the conversation

But what to expect? 'cause if I was out of line

And if Christ wasn't in common then we wasted our time

But often enough it seems as it may

That I'm the last as if it counts to ever get any play

Especially from a dope girl, so of course I was flattered

I'd be lying if I said that her inner person had mattered

For a split second it all seemed irrelevant

The crazy lessons I learn then live to tell of it

'Cause Yo! Her entire was fly like Mia Campbell

Truly, she was blessed with ample beauty

But in the mean time while my brain was on hiatus

I was struck like lightning bolts and deeply moved like earth from craters

I wondered in my head how in the world this could be

That this poetry in motion was out for me the emcee

You know (duh) verbs, now I wish I lost him

As Samson crosses my mind and how much his talking cost him

I've learned too much about Unyoka in ten minutes of conversation

I tuned out 'cause she hit the wrong station

In an instant Unyoka's lingo became foreign

Every direction she came is was from a strange origin

She was full of surprises, but what caught me the baddest

Is when she said, "I have three bebes by four different dada's"

I'm stumped, trying to figure how genetics could permit it

Guess she's down with the honeymoon without first the commitment

DANGER! Me and the spirit now congruent

And I'm looking around the room trying to figure where the crew went

She's talking about hooking up with her homegirl Tonja

'cause she has this access to this half a sack of ganja

OK then, I wish this talk could digress

Like a dime with no face I became less impressed

She's a golden charm with nothing in the locket

Talking off the wall like Michael Jackson's solo projects

She wants to know about the plan that we had for the eve

She wants to kick it later but I told her we gotta leave

Unsupervised time with this dame would do no justice

Avoid being engulfed by the flames of a seductress

Some may call it crude, but I call them as I view 'em

I'll only offer prayer 'til she seeks out some renewing

Really it hurts to such a pretty girl

Drown in the pleasures of the world

When she saw I wasn't into what she was into

She's peepin' other guys walking into the venue

That's cool, I grade the circumstance like a test

Things didn't feel too right, so I left!

[Chorus]

Now presenting foreign ladies and strange dames

Shiny eclipses, thinking that they may pertain

Stop! The switching from crowns to concubines

Why try? She wasn't called to be mine

Now presenting foreign ladies and strange dames

Shiny eclipses, thinking that they may pertain

Stop! The switching from crowns to concubines

Why try? She wasn't called to be mine

[Verse 3]

Now this applies to both the masculine and the feminine

Don't cast your pearls to swine watch them circles you be swimmin' in

Consider all things spoken and act as if you heard me

Before you wind up tied like J. Fox and Baxter Bearny

Take into account where your faith is deposited

Don't let the enemy withdraw you from a merger God has did

All this comes about once you're solely satisfied

In the love of the father plus the third day revived

'Cause if not tell me what you have to rely on

What good is a mate you have to hire out a spy on?

Ladies say for instance you're in a ballroom dancin'

Get approached on the floor by a disguised Marilyn Manson

Fellas you at the concert trying to run your game

Pushed up on Marlena who is devilishly insane

I'ma tell you now discontinue while you can

'cause for every strange dame there's a peculiar man

But you can wild it if you want to trade your crowns for girly pleasures

Or let the divine define and inherit the Father's treasures

So before you get too deep and the dating gets extensive

Don't play yourself but ask, "Is this the one that God intended?"

'Cause If not I suggest you make tracks from the party

And flee the crime scene before it gets too tardy!