[Timbaland]  Whas happenin dude?  Whatchu thinkin about there?  What's goin on? Talk to me  I know you're thinkin  What? Must be a lot on your mind  Express yourself fool  Tell me what you thinkin about, nigga    [Magoo]  Who why whatever, any puzzle I put it together  With any stress I'm copin like a flesh wound I'm open  Still got balls after vasectomies  My anatomy is strictly scientifical your life is pitiful  I got no relationships, just hit and then dismiss  My sex is strictly fuck, no man, I do not kiss  Keep my shirt on, I'm quick to dress back up  I'm chargin girls for dick, my dick you stick up  Butt naked, like Adam and Eve on Christmas Eve  Who is God? White the Devil, do you believe?  Scratch your head and think about it for a minute  Is my life a dream and y'all playin parts in it?  You talkin like you drunken, but you flunkin  Classes you be takin, let me bring home the bacon  We been hoodwinked, bamboozled  Led astray, til all our business on rent in late    Somewhere in your mind  And real deep in your memory  You try to hide away  Your true feelings  [repeat 2X]    Am I underrated? Thinkin bout it get me frustrated  I'm elated, that keep it real is outdated  Graduated, from PG now I'm X-Rated  Glad I made it, left you behind, and you hate it  Look into my eyes, do you see a nigga or a person  See I worsen, section eight got to be flirtin  Fuck workin, for eighty-five who you jivin?  Still survivin, lock your fuckin door when I'm arrivin  Surprisin realizin magnetisin  This rhyme bend how I'm risin, hypnotizin  Got comments, put replies in  No lies in, if you do your life will need revivin  When I'm sleep I die, when I wake up I'm born  I leave the Earth each day to get my soul reborn  So to God I pray, I make it through this day  This must be Deja Vu, cause I relive this day    Somewhere in your mind  And real deep in your memory  You try to hide away  Your true feelings  [repeat 2X]    [Timbaland]  Bring it on it, freak it on it    [Magoo]  Child abused, as a child  Child Magoo, buck-wild  Wel-fare, met the cake  Too much sugar, in the Kool-Aid  Mis-fit, un-til  I fucked Jiil, on the hill  Look, out, heads, up  To the girls, let's buck  Like, night-shade, grows  Workin dope, mind, flows  But, please, I'm on hot  I cook, non-stop  Stick a pin, in some paper  Take notes, play ya later  Praise, God, he, made ya  No, man, but, praiser    Somewhere in your mind  When you think deep in your memory  You try to hide away  Your true feelings  [repeat 2X]