The Roots — Silent Treatment

[Hook] Girl, you know that you need to stop Givin' me the silent.. treatment, baby Can't you see what you mean to me? I wanna love you constantly But you keep neglectin' me, and treatin' me silently [Verse 1: Black Thought] Yo, I had a queen named Amina, height 5'7" Caramel-complected, body like heaven Met her through the sister of my man Big Vince Like somethin' from out the flicks, we been in love ever since She called me her chocolate brother, I call her my sugar sister Knew Shorty could work it since before I ever kissed her I never dissed her, painted my picture to hit But because sex she wasn't with, she started flippin' and shit Like, "Listen, man, I'm Queen Amina, Amina's not no freak and That game is weak and keep tryin' to hit I could quit speakin' Tariq, in fact, you bein' Black Thought don't get you closer I dig ya but won't bone ya because I'm so-called supposed to Most o' them would, but that couldn't be me, that's not my flavor Go home and think about that, maybe later on I'll page ya" I contemplated, and then concluded she was bluffin' Steady pursuin' screwin', gettin' nothin' but the silent treatment [Hook] [Verse 2: Black Thought] Crazy frustration, about my lovin' situation Where patience was a virtue, but I wasn't used to waitin' I want some Marvin Gaye healin', feelin' is real inside I slip and slide, my ride'll keep you occupied I'd love to get with it like that But my baby's kitty cat's capped and locked Love Boat is docked at the shore And what for? Later for groupies on tour Why won't my sugar call me no more? I mean, my queen gets upset, rejectin' and sexually neglectin' Sayin' I'm more sewer than Das EFX, and closed-minded It's like I'm blinded by the skin and, I'm into women Because of that, this one's endin' communication Temptation played the vandal Freakin' my brain, my mind Grippin' the handle on physically scandalous acts Yo, she knew what I wanted, but she fronted Bust it [Hook] [Verse 3: Black Thought] Well, umm Movin' right along with the song, plus the strong Feelings on my mind, desire to intertwine, combine and blend Baby, bust the message that I send Ain't no need to pretend, 'cause shit is real 'til the end I provide a place to hide from crime, hard times and livin' trife While I open your mind, you're in my life like love It ain't no way no one can rise above what's real That's why I'm feelin' like you're makin' me bugged I puff an L on fifty deuce while I walk in the rain Heart feelin' killer pain while I hop the train Dial her number to the rest, and ain't no messages left Regardless, my chest thumps from stress, yo, it's a mess I don't know what I gotta do to make you understand I'm for real and that's no question, no frontin' or no guessin' Undressin', caressin' in the span, that I contain in my hand Could touch and make you say that I'm such a man And call my name, so let me set your body aflame I'll never treat you like a dame or run game Now, who's to blame? I know you're not a hoe for niggas with a lot of dough But I just wanted you to know [Hook]


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