“Mind Sex” Dead Prez ​dead prez

[Hook]
It's time for some mind sex, we ain't got to take our clothes off yet
We can burn the incense, and just chat
Relax, I got the good vibrations
Before we make love let's have a good conversation

[Verse 1]
Pardon me, love, but you seem like my type
What you doing tonight? You should stop by the site
We could, roll some weed, play some records and talk
I got a fly spot downtown: Brooklyn, New York
Now I know you think I wanna fuck, no doubt
But tonight we'll try a different route
How bout we start, with a salad, a fresh bed of lettuce with croutons
Later we can play a game of chess on the futon
See, I ain't got to get in your blouse
It's your eye contact that be getting me aroused
When you show me your mind, it make me wanna show you mines
Reflecting my light, when it shines, just taking our time
Before the night's through, we could get physical too
I ain't trying to say I don't wanna fuck..cause I do
But for me, boo, making love is just as much mental
I like to know what I'm getting into

[Hook]
(singing): before we make love