Poetic Justice

In the thunder and rain,

You stare into my eyes

I can feel your hand

Moving up my thigh

Skirt around my waist

Wall against my face

I can feel your lips

I recognize your fragrance, hold up

You ain't never gotta say shit

And i know your taste is

A little bit, mmm high maintenance

Everybody else basic

You live life on an everyday basis

With poetic justice, poetic justice

If i told you the flowers bloomed in a dark room,

Would you trust it?

I mean, i write poems and these songs dedicated to you

Anytime, you can get it, you can get it

Any place,

And i know just, know just, know just,

Know just, know just what you want

Poetic justice, put it in a song

I really wanna know you all

I really wanna show you off

Fuck that, pour up plenty of champagne

Cold nights when you curse this thang

You called up your girl when caught up in the ity bity range

Heard that she wanna go and party, she wanna go and party

Don’t approach her with that atari

That ain't good game, homie, sorry

They say conversation rule a nation

I can tell

But i can’t right my wrongs

Unless i write em down for real, alright

Anytime, you can get it, you can get it

Any place,

And i know just, know just, know just,

Know just, know just what you want

Poetic justice, put it in a song.