[Chorus: Mercedes Martinez]
Soy todo amor, cero cambio
Ese día que empezamos
No necesito pa' ti un extraño
Me tienes, me tienes, me tienes
Soy todo amor, cero cambio
Ese día que empezamos
No necesito pa' ti un extraño
Me tienes, me tienes, me tienes
[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Somebody told me that this planet was small
We used to live in the same building, on the same floor
And never met before until I'm overseas on tour
And peeped this Ethiopian queen from Philly takin' classes abroad
She studyin' film and photo; flash, focus, record
Said she workin' on a flick, and could my clique do the score?
She said she loved my show in Paris at Élysée Montmartre
And that I stepped off the stage and took a piece of her heart
We knew from the start that things fall apart and tend to 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? Think the Thought went home and forgot?
Time passed, we back in Philly, now she up in my spot
Tellin' me the things I'm tellin' her is makin' her hot
Started buildin' with her constantly 'round-the-clock
Now she in my world like hip-hop, and keep tellin' me…
Soy todo amor, cero cambio
Ese día que empezamos
No necesito pa' ti un extraño
Me tienes, me tienes, me tienes
Soy todo amor, cero cambio
Ese día que empezamos
No necesito pa' ti un extraño
Me tienes, me tienes, me tienes
[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Somebody told me that this planet was small
We used to live in the same building, on the same floor
And never met before until I'm overseas on tour
And peeped this Ethiopian queen from Philly takin' classes abroad
She studyin' film and photo; flash, focus, record
Said she workin' on a flick, and could my clique do the score?
She said she loved my show in Paris at Élysée Montmartre
And that I stepped off the stage and took a piece of her heart
We knew from the start that things fall apart and tend to 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? Think the Thought went home and forgot?
Time passed, we back in Philly, now she up in my spot
Tellin' me the things I'm tellin' her is makin' her hot
Started buildin' with her constantly 'round-the-clock
Now she in my world like hip-hop, and keep tellin' me…
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