Reach Out
This kind of love is a once in a lifetime cruise
Reach out and touch the love that I have for you
I see you standing there so lost and all alone
I wanna take you in my arms
And tell you that youre home
I look into your eyes
I said I know you very well
I see a mirror of my life
A reflection of myself
3:45 am cant sleep, cant dream
Im stuck, money problems pop up
How will I survive, guess its best to decide not to decide
So thats my decision
Whatever happens happens
I keep makin my millions
Can see myself in presidential campaign dinners
But Im passin blunts around a bunch of gang members
When youre too hood to be in them Hollywood circles
And youre too rich to be in that hood that birthed you
And you become better than legends you thought were the greatest
And out grow women you love and thought you could stay with
Life become clearer when you wipe down your mirror
And leave notes around for yourself to remember
I like to teach and build
With brothers about how easy it is to reach a mill
All you need is some skill, then its grindtime
Imagination better than knowledge, says Einstein
Its all in the mind
Nasty the nicest, Im somewhat of a psychic
Just one minute after its heard
You all excited, you all repeat it
So call me a genius, if you didnt
Now that I said it I force you to think it
Write in my little vignettes, sipping Moet
When you vision me, you vision the best
When I was young they called me, Olus son
Now he Nas father, I was the good seed
He was the wise gardener
Beautiful life, often I dream that I can bring my niggas
Conservatives dont understand slang linguistics
The burbs talking like the hoodll change with quickness
Love the skinny model chicks but I prefer the thickness
So what I rap about my riches and Im ostentatious
Get out of gangsta business seen in me you basic
Try to compare what you live to the life I master
See the fly shit I wear, you try to rock it after
Big bracelets, golden Egyptian faces
White wine spritzers and Switzerland on vacation
The strip club scene favors Josephine Baker
Dope fiend neighbours, growing up Ive seen paper
I describe it, hope you can visualize it
This is reminiscent to all the parks in the project
When my British Knights, can rival your foamposites
Dont make me pull my lotto's out the closet
[Hook: Mary J. Blige]
