Cim - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Let me tell you about this girl named Cim

Yo she put me in the mood when the lights get dim

I'm quick to give her the eye while she's walking by

Peak [?] physique, this chick's real fly

Son, you know I got more game than Milton Bradley

But as something glanced at me in a trance , I got it badly

Now she has me attending every party

We were made for each other like weed and Bob Marley

At least that's my perspective

But yo, she isn't even mine and I'm overprotective

Cause the game brothas spit, it be pathetic

Since she got clout, you know she's kinda big-headed

And I heard the chick goes both ways

And she's in the [?], I ain't had none in days

So I make my move, grab this chick by her waist

Tellin' her my name [?]then kick game at a slow pace

I can tell she was a [?]bitch by the feedback she's giving me

But I want her anyway, I make sure she remembers me

Brothas in the industry know about her clout

Pleasure, she'll be giving me, during mouth-to-mouth

[Chorus]

Without you in my life I feel like it's incomplete

[?] you pick up every word that I speak

My sweet, you make me weak, I gotta have you

Before anotha brotha try to come and grab you

Without you in my life I feel like it's incomplete

[?] you pick up every word that I speak

My sweet, you make me weak, I gotta have you

Before anotha brotha try to come and grab you

[Verse 2]

Now, Cim spit down[?] for all the ni***s in my clique

And I'm still with this chick, man, ain't that some shit

It seems like she don't give a fuck about me

But I could care less, the girl drives me crazy

That's my baby, word is born, she's my one and only

Even though she fucked my homies

Without this ho I'm lonely

Up at 2:00 in the morn', writing letters in [?]

To impress her, hoping I get a chance to caress her

Always seducing me, constantly boosting me

For no damn reason, I wish she would stop playteasing

Walk this way as they play an instrumental

Am I drooling? [?] my spit is only accidental

The essence of your presence causes stipulation

I want you all to [?] my occupation

And I'm about to start working overtime

You're goddamn right, I'm ready to fight over mine

I make love to her on top of turntables

Or in the studio, if she's willing and able

Having verbal intercourse all damn night

And this is dedicated to the love of my life

Which is my mic, yo, the love of my life

Which is my mic, uh, yo, the love of my life

That's my mic, word, yo, the love of my life

That's my mic, word, uh

[Chorus]

Without you in my life I feel like it's incomplete

[?] you pick up every word that I speak

My sweet, you make me weak, I gotta have you

Before anotha brotha try to come and grab you

Without you in my life I feel like it's incomplete

[?] you pick up every word that I speak

My sweet, you make me weak, I gotta have you

Before another brotha try to come and grab you

[Outro]

Before another brotha, before another brotha

Before another brotha try to come and grab you

Before another brotha, before another brotha

Before another brotha try to come and grab you

When I make love to my mic, the crowd respond