What’s On Your Mind Eric B. & Rakim

[Verse 1]
I seen her in the subway, on my way to Brooklyn
"Hello, good lookin', is this seat tooken?"
On the A-train, pickin' at her brain
I couldn't get her number, I couldn't get her name (I'm curious!)
I said I still like your style of fashion
But I hate your high saddity attitude with a passion
Is it because brothers like to hawk a lot?
Is it because you're shy and don't talk a lot?
She turned away, no play, I said okay
You don't really look good, I hope you have a bad day
Sat back, relaxed though the ride was tight
I was thinkin' of the rhymes I wrote last night
Next stop was mine, a familiar scene
I was meetin' my friend Killer Ben in Fort Greene
Where the girls are real, and 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 tryin' to find me?
Hmm.. I didn't wanna play myself out
I played it off, stopped and I bought a Guinness Stout
Now, was she shy? She didn't walk by
She came in the store, and she even said "Hi"
Curiosity, at a high velocity
Maybe possibly, she had the hots for me
I said if we're playin' games, then we're gonna play mine
I'mma 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