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Time To Let You Know
written, produced, arranged, and performed by Talib
(c) 2000 Add Lib Productions

Yo... I think it's time to let you know now...
I'm checkin' for you like that, you know?
I mean, it's more serious than it was before... know what I mean? Check it out...

Verse 1:
If only you knew what was on my mind
You would find out just how much that I need you
I need to know if I can rely
On the fact that it's the little things you do

And I can't change the way I feel
And I wanna let you know that I love you
Just let time tell you that it's real
I thought I'd wake up from a dream but it's all true

CHORUS:
It's time to let you know
If you want me let it show
'Cuz I need you in my life, so do we have to take it slow
I hope you feel the same
So forget the silly games
If you need someone there for you then you need to call my name

Verse 2:
Don't pay no attention to all the guys
They wanna get with you but don't know that you're mine
I try so hard but I just can't deny
It's your eyes, your lips, your smile, I need you by my side

And I can't change the way I feel
And I wanna let you know that I love you
Just let time tell you that it's real
I thought I'd wake up from a dream but it's all true

REPEAT CHORUS

Rap (by $terling):
Yo, you must really be hot the way you sweatin' $terling
You and your girlfriends doin' y'all girl thing
Hit the ball and swing after you hurl in
Took you from your man while that nigga girlin'
What would you rather do, be broke and eat franks
Or live the life caviar 'til you breath stinks
It's obvious that I gots tha big banks
My name's $terling, no silver only platinum links
Of course you're hoarse from hollarin' in tha Porsche
Jumped in the Rolls Royce and left, that was your choice
Come down the block and see you for whatever was
Call the crib and say whassup and you don't know my voice
Don't believe it, we're beefin', we don't even be speakin'
You listen to them chickens that say I be cheatin'
Follow me to the club like every weekend
Get a eye talkin' trash to chicks I be greetin'
Nah, for real, just another jawn I was beatin'
Now you're tryin' to track me down, sorry shorty I'm leavin'
What.. New Jeruz
Four chicks, five chicks, six chicks, seven chicks....

REPEAT CHORUS 2X


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