Song | Mahogany - Album Version Edit |
Artist | Rakim |
Album | The 18th Letter / The Book Of Life |
Verse one: | |
Me and eric b was coolin' at the paladium | |
Seen a all-world covered girl, i said "hey lady i'm | |
Sorry if you're in a rush - don't let me hold ya up | |
Or interveen or interrupt, but. . . | |
You got the look - i wanna get to know ya better | |
I had to let her know - but yo, i didn't sweat her | |
'cause if you woulda seen what i was seein' | |
Almost looked korean, but european. | |
When she spoke, her accent was self-explanatory - | |
Even her body language told the story | |
Her name was mahogony - twin's name was ebony | |
I said "my name is ra - and this is eric b" | |
Since the music was loud, i said "let's take a walk, | |
So we could talk and see new york. | |
Show time doesn't start until one o'clock | |
And once i entered your mind i wouldn't wanna stop | |
Caressin' ya thoughts till we was thinkin' the same | |
Calm ya nerves, massage ya brain | |
Each mic is a mineral, poetry's protein | |
Verse is a vitamin - affects like codine | |
So tell me how you feel and i'll reveal | |
A pill that'll heal ya pain - 'cause i'm real | |
She musta od'd 'cause she couldn't resist | |
She spoke slowly when she told me this, she said | |
Chorus: | |
Over me, she's goin' crazy | |
She'll rub me on my chest and call me mr. sexy | |
She said she'd have my kids and help me make my next g | |
Tell me i ain't finesse mahogony . . . | |
Verse two: | |
So i prescribed her, something to revive | |
And surprise her, she's liver and much more wiser | |
Than the light i shine when my brain cells spark, | |
Come to me so we can glow in the dark | |
And soon, you can represent the moon | |
As long as i keep ya in tune | |
I'll tell ya who ya are and why ya here | |
Take it in stride 'cause it might take a year | |
It's funny - how time flies when ya havin' fun | |
We got close and it was almost one | |
She kissed me slow, but you know how far a kiss can go | |
F*ck around and miss the show | |
So i told her to hold that thought real tight | |
We can finish where we left off later on tonite | |
Back to the scene of the crime on time | |
As they introduced the 'fiend of the rhyme' | |
She stood with a birds-eye view of me | |
Thinkin' of later on of what she would do to me | |
The back of the room i could see her eyes gloom | |
Patient, but hopin' that the show was over soon | |
As the place was ripped in half, she made her way to the front row | |
So i said "let's go" | |
I packed my mic as they screamed for an encore | |
The speakers were blown, plus my mic was sore | |
Besides i got places to go, ladies to see | |
And she could tell me how crazy she was over me | |
We drove off - she said she liked the way that i performed | |
And couldn't wait to get 'soft and warm', i said, | |
"i've been watchin' you, watchin' me | |
Looks i received made it hard to mc | |
I can take a hint, so i knew that she | |
Wanted my "agony agony ag-on-y" in her bod-y | |
Showed her some sights, then i took her to the condo | |
She was pipin' hot, but i kept my calm so | |
She asked how come i don't smile | |
I said, "everything's fine, but i'm in a new york state of mind!" | |
As we reached the kingdom, she said bring some | |
Champagne, she'll entertain then sing some | |
Sentimental, songs real gentle, | |
It hit the spot and you know where it went to | |
As we embraced i felt her heart pumpin' | |
I knew she was in the mood for somethin' | |
So i laid on my back and relaxed | |
It wasn't the perignon that made her collaspe | |
Over me | |
Chorus |
Verse one: | |
Me and eric b was coolin' at the paladium | |
Seen a allworld covered girl, i said " hey lady i' m | |
Sorry if you' re in a rush don' t let me hold ya up | |
Or interveen or interrupt, but. . . | |
You got the look i wanna get to know ya better | |
I had to let her know but yo, i didn' t sweat her | |
' cause if you woulda seen what i was seein' | |
Almost looked korean, but european. | |
When she spoke, her accent was selfexplanatory | |
Even her body language told the story | |
Her name was mahogony twin' s name was ebony | |
I said " my name is ra and this is eric b" | |
Since the music was loud, i said " let' s take a walk, | |
So we could talk and see new york. | |
Show time doesn' t start until one o' clock | |
And once i entered your mind i wouldn' t wanna stop | |
Caressin' ya thoughts till we was thinkin' the same | |
Calm ya nerves, massage ya brain | |
Each mic is a mineral, poetry' s protein | |
Verse is a vitamin affects like codine | |
So tell me how you feel and i' ll reveal | |
A pill that' ll heal ya pain ' cause i' m real | |
She musta od' d ' cause she couldn' t resist | |
She spoke slowly when she told me this, she said | |
Chorus: | |
Over me, she' s goin' crazy | |
She' ll rub me on my chest and call me mr. sexy | |
She said she' d have my kids and help me make my next g | |
Tell me i ain' t finesse mahogony . . . | |
Verse two: | |
So i prescribed her, something to revive | |
And surprise her, she' s liver and much more wiser | |
Than the light i shine when my brain cells spark, | |
Come to me so we can glow in the dark | |
And soon, you can represent the moon | |
As long as i keep ya in tune | |
I' ll tell ya who ya are and why ya here | |
Take it in stride ' cause it might take a year | |
It' s funny how time flies when ya havin' fun | |
We got close and it was almost one | |
She kissed me slow, but you know how far a kiss can go | |
F ck around and miss the show | |
So i told her to hold that thought real tight | |
We can finish where we left off later on tonite | |
Back to the scene of the crime on time | |
As they introduced the ' fiend of the rhyme' | |
She stood with a birdseye view of me | |
Thinkin' of later on of what she would do to me | |
The back of the room i could see her eyes gloom | |
Patient, but hopin' that the show was over soon | |
As the place was ripped in half, she made her way to the front row | |
So i said " let' s go" | |
I packed my mic as they screamed for an encore | |
The speakers were blown, plus my mic was sore | |
Besides i got places to go, ladies to see | |
And she could tell me how crazy she was over me | |
We drove off she said she liked the way that i performed | |
And couldn' t wait to get ' soft and warm', i said, | |
" i' ve been watchin' you, watchin' me | |
Looks i received made it hard to mc | |
I can take a hint, so i knew that she | |
Wanted my " agony agony agony" in her body | |
Showed her some sights, then i took her to the condo | |
She was pipin' hot, but i kept my calm so | |
She asked how come i don' t smile | |
I said, " everything' s fine, but i' m in a new york state of mind!" | |
As we reached the kingdom, she said bring some | |
Champagne, she' ll entertain then sing some | |
Sentimental, songs real gentle, | |
It hit the spot and you know where it went to | |
As we embraced i felt her heart pumpin' | |
I knew she was in the mood for somethin' | |
So i laid on my back and relaxed | |
It wasn' t the perignon that made her collaspe | |
Over me | |
Chorus |