Charles Hamilton - Baby Says I Want lyrics
[Produced by Charles Hamilton] [Intro] If I have it I give it Only to regenerate it in a minute [Verse 1] Silent wars inside my pores Vital organs trying to stay in the corpse I call me I bleed all of what you all see So I want a bandage that can make it all peace and peachy Heart healing from a dark feeling Wrap up the scars and peel the sharp thorns Feet harboring harsh corns But walk from door to door treating my neighborhood like an art store I'm above par "FOUR" Never taking my time rushin,' Dolph Lundgren in Part IV I wanted to k** the Apollo, I did No matter how Rocky I get I still live As rigid as an all steel bridge Numb inside out, I don't feel sh** All I wanted was comfort I wonder Then I don't wonder, trust is my only blunder [Hook] I want I want I want I want I want it all B-B-But baby says she want it so give it to her Give it to her give it to her Give it to her give it to her I want I want I want I want I want it all I want I want I want I want I want it all I want I want I want I want I want it all I want I want I want I want I want it all [Verse 2] She had a**, cla**, and a nice pad I can smash, laugh, and write tracks Smoke gra**, crash, get right back Feeling surreal with civilians in the building But it was just the two of us Lust intruded but love was true to us, super trust Fell harder than I would ever admit too She was better than reasons I would ever wish to commit to She made me happy on some grown up toddler sh** So I must own up to the obvious I want her back, I want her bad She can walk away, I can't stomach that Every switch of her hips is sophistication On my lap she sits the kiss of civilization Or is her desire my desire Love is never sure fire but I'm only sure inside of her [Hook] [Verse 3] Rags to riches, Wishin' for wack rags To differentiate themselves from gla** dishes Polishing the gla** dishes barehanded Can't reprimand it for its overbearing standards Concern learns to earn while permanently burning So dammit concern is damn when you turn into a germ An A-T-O-M thinking of Adam and Eve while I'm grabbin' her weave I want a free mind, enjoying free love Leave s**s like a car getting keyed up Club life admission fee: three bucks VIP does not see us, me and me We just stay beamed up Watching and listening She's in her goddess position And I'm just washin' the dishes Feast up [Hook]