More Than U Know (prod. by Prince Paul)

featuring De La Soul



(And now for my next number....I'd like to return to the classics. Perhaps

the most famous classic )



Pos:

Yo yo excuse me

I heard the word from word of mouth

That you were into booking flights

My travel agent took a trip up north

And I need to book a flight tonight

I enjoyed a getting away from day

To day stress so I need to leave

Soon. (If that's a case, I have no space

But for later I'd be sore to (leave?))

Nah, nah, that's not gonna do, I know that you

Can find another flight leavin the same

Time. I need to get aboard. I can't afford

Any penalties to sit in the main cabin

(yo, that didn't rhyme) It doesn't matter (What does? The money.

Show the cash and the ticket is yours)

Cool. Here's your green. Now I'm up outta the scene

But I'll be back to purchase some more

Jewels.



Chorus:

(I like it) More than you know it

(I like it) More than you know it

(do you want me baby) I want some mo'!

(do you want me sugar) I want some mo'!

(I like it) (I like it!)

(I like it) (I love it!)



Pos:

Now I'm comin down outta the clouds

And I'm runnin into turbulence

Need to get up, up higher again

Feelin like my soul's on fire again

Don't need to bail for safety, show me where the safe be

So I can take me another trip

To the agency, cause the travel unravel my woes

But now the craving grows

So, I need to get a ticket cause man, oh I,

Need to get aboard a plane again

Some, say I'll crash, but It's my life and cash

Gonna write it out until the end

Numb, to the lift of the whiff, (grow?), when I vacate frequently

And I got, frequent flyer when I retire to death

Tell 'em that the big see sent me

And a lot, of brothers man. I'm not the only brother

At the airport, needin a lift

Off. Was a agent til I was caught and brought

To an unfair court, pleadin the fifth

Soft, ground I prefer upon the mound

When I pinched a rock for a fee

Now others say standin at the bat isn't where it's at

But takin hits is where I'd rather be



Chorus



Dove:

Now I bagged this chick but she got me wide

Made me lose my friends and my pride

Had me cashing my checks for her

Lost all my self-respect for her

When I was broke she'd go solicit other guys

And if we made love you could see it in my eyes

My fantasy was one day to be a millionaire

So I could reassure that my baby girl was there

I could feel her love, son, I taste it in her lips

Mentally she was a trip, had a nigga whipped

A lot of other cats got strung out in the past

But I'ma get the love last, then I make a dash

That's what I thought but Miss Thing was too appealing

When I had no dough for her, she had a nigga stealing

(Hands hot) Now I'm incarcerated, honey ain't around

Into withdrawal from her, while I'm locked down

Two years down I hear she's still a thick dime

Controllin niggas pockets and even ladies' minds

(Here she come) ? with a temptin proposition

(Approaching me) But when she said "Hi" I had to listen

I'm sweatin beans cause I know I'm gonna bait her

Better do it now cause you're bound to do it later

I can't refuse her, my denial's a wish

Fell into her arm when I gave her a kiss

Cause I like it



Chorus