Written by Boyz II Men and Tim Kelley & Bob Robinson Just take a minute and catch the vibe Just take a minute and catch the vibe Just take a minute
[Bobby Valentino talking] (Lil Wayne) Bobby Valentino [Bobby Valentino laughs] (Ya back son) Ah aiyyo Tim drop that beat for me [Lil Wayne] Hey slide
I-N-S spit monster bars, flip long regards My click dons bitch, y'all are frauds I get it in like Tim off the glass Slamming my name, I'm like the prez
I had to leave her when I done her wrong Figured I can come back before too long And too soon as I moved out, you started comin' around Just like an old
(Tim Rice/John Farrar) Had to be No escape, no room for doubt No way out Seeing you, it was easy to decide Cut and dried Had to be Now we know why we
ma bring the hood to the farm Bless 'em with some purple hay Remove the wood from the barn Introduce them to the yak and cranberry and make sure Bubba Spark
it Its what I cant describe [Bridge sing this) Cause everyone's victim And everyone's a target And everyone's an enemy The reason that I spark it (Tim
[Bobby Valentino talking (Lil' Wayne)] Bobby Valentino [Bobby Valentino laughs] (Ya back son) Ah aiyyo Tim drop that beat for me [Lil' Wayne] Hey slide
guard, I stomp the yard I.N.S. spit monster bars, split, long cigars My click dodge, bitch, y'all are frauds I get it in like, Tim off the glass, spreading
niggaz out there A lot of punk-ass bitches out there Yo, you wanna write names? Yo, that nigga Eazy-E, he's a punk-ass bitch, really though Yo, that nigga Tim
of manhood Evolution, revolution Born with sight but became sightless Rehabilitated visions from being frightened In the dark, just bits of light When lightning sparks
messin' with the rude boy, yes, I told ya I rock leather jacks with Tim's sweatpants, one leg rolled up Hold up! This is a stick up, I bust spark the
I been in a cave For forty days Only a spark To light my way I wanna give out I wanna give in This is our crime This is our sin But I still believe
[Intro: Tim Westwood (Mr. Tibbs) {Skinnyman <Blade>] Yo this is Westwood I'm at Radio 1 just doin' my thing tonight And just walked into this
to the farm Bless 'em with some purple hay Remove the wood from the barn Introduce them to the yak and cranberry and make sure Bubba Spark good, then
ma bring the hood to the farm Bless 'em with some purple haze, remove the wood from the bong Introduce them to the yak and cranberry And make sure Bubba Spark
cold old flame No i don't blame you For having some doubts But when he left me That fire burned out So don't be thinking There's still a spark 'cause
