What's On Your Mind - Eric B. & Rakim

I seen her in the subway  on my way to Brooklyn 
Hello  good looking  is this seat tooken 
On the A train  picking at her brain 
I couldn't get her number  I couldn't get her name 
I said I still like your style of fashion 
But I hate your hostile  'itty attitude wit a passion 
Is it because brothers like to hawk alot 
Is it because your sign don't talk alot 
She turned away  no play  I said ok 
You don't really look good, I hope you have a bad day 
Sat back, relaxed though the ride was tight 
I was thinking of the rhymes I wrote last night 
Next stop was mine, a familar scene 
I was meeting my friend, killer Ben in Ft Green 
Where the girls are real, they tell ya how they feel 
If you're soft, you're soft, or if you're hard like steel 
See i don't bend and I won't rust 
And I don't break and I won't bust 
Stomped up the street and did I hear a treat? 
Hard high heels tappin' on the concrete 
I took a peek, it was the girl from the train behind me 
Did she live in the area, was she trying to find me? 
Hm, I didn't wanna play myself out 
I played it off, stopped and I bought a Guiness Stout 
Now was she shy, she didn't walk by 
She came in the store then she even said hi 
Curiosity- at a high velocity 
Maybe possibly she had the hots for me 
i said if we're playing games then we're gonna play mine 
I'm a lay the rules 'cause it ain't much time 
If you hide your feelings, and they hard to find, 
I wanna know what's on your mind 

CHORUS 

About a week went by and I called her, "Hello" 
I said yo, can I speak to, um, she said no 
Hey yo, I know I didn't call, I didn't wanna stress you 
Go out my way