Deep Thought Songtext
von Busta Rhymes

Baby, you want me?
Well, I want you too
You can have me
If I can have you too
Come to mommy
Let me relax you
Let me comfort you
Deep thought, baby
Tell me what′s on your mind


Yo, yo, yo
Smoke a cigarette, blow the smoke out
Can't believe this - is happenin′ to me
When I need a place to be tranquil
Meditate, think 'bout what really matter
Go and rest my head on my shawty booby
She run her fingers through the new dread I'm growin′
Peep the way my day might have been overwhelming
Tryna relax a
If you listenin′ and you catch the picture
You might see me layin' ′tween my
Shorty legs holdin' a glass of liquor
And she keep rubbin′ my head
Askin' me to talk to her, I don′t even respond
Hold my hand, middle finger tickle my palm
My shorty stay relaxed, she understand a - goin' through somethin'
When I′m at home, ain′t no never need for the frontin'
Voice gone, I′m soundin' like a frog, doin′ shows back to back
Partially why - reluctant to talk
They get they way with -, start rubbin' my hand, massagin′ my back
They start confessin' too, well, this - I was taught
Applyin' what I was taught to the point
If you ain′t right, I will slap you
I′ll becomin' your favorite rapper′s favorite rapper
Then it all feels like this - was in
Vain, it's when I′m bringin' it harder
Losin′ Chris Lighty and then losin' my father
I'm bittersweet, though I promised my mama I′ma become a martyr
And every day that pass, I move a little smarter
That′s why I work so hard to try expandin' business a little larger
To get my son a Range and my daughter a Charger
But I feel cheated ′cause Chris and my
Father, they ain't right here to see it
Wow, son
But like I said, ′cause they ain't right here to see it
Despite my heart would suffer, I′m still undefeated
I give 'em what they needed, got 'em wildin′ ′til these - is cuckoo
We ain't screamin′, "Violator," like we used to
You ask me what's on my mind, baby, well, I′ma serve you
There ain't no statute of limitation when it comes to murder
You ever heard a - like me that stay on top of -?
Won′t let it rest 'til we get to the bottom of it
Yeah, and they know who I'm talkin′ to
Because they Busta Rhymes fans, but
Probably not after this song is through
What the - I′m 'posed to do?
When this be the - that I be thinkin′ when
I'm ′posed to be honest when I talk to my boo
My shorty probably mad
'Cause I ain′t supposed to share these conversations
When we sharin' moments like this out the blue
But then I got her blessin' so that I could share this with y′all
Because she feel the way I feel a lot of others too
In any event, that′s the - I'm thinkin′
Some of the many things that I got on my mind, shawty
It's probably why I smoke and I keep on drinkin′
'Cause I need closure for my mind, soul, and my body
Good days and bad days, it′s part of the process
Buildin' with my shawty, escapin' the nonsense
And though I continue to keep it honest, thought process is complex
To keep it balanced and focused on progress
That be the concepts, despite the fights internally fought
Those who were there for daddy, thanks for your support
And when I′m long-term thinkin′, see
The terms these - think on is short
They hate when I spot 'em, now they throwin′ me salt
That's how my mind travel like I′m in a Caribbean resort
Ponderin' on - when I′m in deep thought

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