The Roots — You Got Me Live

[Intro: Black Thought] I had, I had, I had some fun with that one right there That shit is taking me back, word 'em up, word 'em up Ayo, how many people ready for this joint right here? How many people recognize this shit? This shit right here, this called "You Got Me," ya nawmean? It's on our album which is called Things Fall Apart And we got this shit, nawmeam And on the song, Erykah Badu is singing the chorus This real smoothed out melodic shit But guess what? Tonight, I'ma introduce you to the young lady from Philadelphia that actually wrote that piece, ya namsayin'? Check it out, and she's down with The Roots crew, and she go by the name of Miss Jill Scott I want y'all to put y'all hands together Say what? Give it up Jilly from Philly, word up You're not ready A'ight, now, for all y'all out there that know how this song go, I want y'all to sing along with love, ya nahmean? And if you don't know that, just open your minds and your ears, and feel this shit She keep telling me, telling me... [Chorus: Jill Scott] If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby, don't worry, you know that you got me If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby, don't worry, you know that you got me [Verse 1: Black Thought] Somebody told me that this planet was small We use to live in the same building on the same floor Never met before until I'm overseas on tour And peep this Ethiopian queen from Philly taking classes abroad She studying film and photo flash focus record Said she workin' on a flick and could my clique do the score Said she loved my show in Paris at Elysee Mountmartre And that I stepped off the stage and took a piece of her heart We knew from the start things fall apart, intentions shatter She like, "That shit don't matter," when I get home, get at her Through letter, phone, whatever, let's link, let's get together Shit, you think not? What, I went home and forgot? Time passed, we back in Philly, she up in my spot Tellin' me the things I'm tellin' her was makin' her hot Started building with her constantly like Jill Scott Now she in my world like hip-hop and keep telling me, telling me... [Chorus: Jill Scott] If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby, don't worry, you know that you got me If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby, don't worry, you know that you got me [Verse 2: Black Thought] Ayo, me, I'm the type that's always catchin' a flight Sometimes I gotta be out at the height of the night That's when she flip and get on some 'ol "That ain't right It seems like I'm on the side and you're in love with your mic I know you gotta get that paper, daddy, keep that shit tight But I need some sort of love in my life, you dig me? Now, I was talking with my sister from New York City She said she know this ball player and he think I'm pretty Psych, I'm playin', boo, you know it's just with you I'm stayin' And when brothas is poppin' game I don't hear what they sayin' So when you out there in the world, I'm still your girl With all my classes, I don't have the time for life's thrills So when you steppin' on stage, think of me when you rhyme And don't be listenin' to your homies, they be leadin' you blind What, I could trust her? Word, like I'm her king for real New York, y'all know relationships get ill, and Jill telling me, telling me, yo [Chorus: Jill Scott] If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby, don't worry, you know that you got me If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby, don't worry, you know that you got me [Verse 3: Black Thought] Thet snake could be that chick and that rat could be that cool cat That's whispering "She tryin to play you for the fool, Black" If something's on your chest then let it be known See, I'm not your every five minutes all on the phone And on the topic of trust, it's just a matter of fact That people bite back and fracture what's intact And they'll forever be I ain't on some "Yo, I'm a celebrity" I deal with the real, so if it's artificial let it be I've seen people caught in love like whirlwinds Listening to they squads and fuckin' with girlfriends That's exactly the point where they whole world ends Lies come in, that's where that drama begins, and she like, she like... [Chorus: Jill Scott] If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby, don't worry, you know that you got me [Bridge] Tear the club up, tear the club up Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club up Tear the club up, tear the club up Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club up Tear the club up, tear the club up Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club up Tear the club up, tear the club up Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club up You are now in tune to the sounds of the legendary... Bo bo bo bo [Outro: Jill Scott & (Black Thought)] I know about the stress and strain in this world I'm proud to be your woman, not your girl Brother, I like all sides of you If you ever needed a real love I'm here to give it to ya Ain't it funny, I got on all my clothes And I can still sing, hey hey Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yes (Y'all feel that? Y'all feel that?) Ooh... Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (What's your name, girlfriend? Girlfriend, what's your name?) My name is J-I-L-L S-C-O-T-T Jill Scott representin' North Philly, y'all J-I-L-L S-C-O-T-T Jill Scott representin' lovely [Outro dialogue: Black Thought] Show your love, ladies and gentlemen Show your love for Miss Jill Scott, representing Philadelphia, ya namean? The Roots crew, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout, a'ight Make some noise...