Poetic Justice

In the thunder and rain,
You stare into my eyes
I can feel your hand
Moving up my thigh
Skirt around my waist
Wall against my face
I can feel your lips

I recognize your fragrance, hold up
You ain't never gotta say shit
And i know your taste is
A little bit, mmm high maintenance
Everybody else basic
You live life on an everyday basis
With poetic justice, poetic justice
If i told you the flowers bloomed in a dark room,
Would you trust it?
I mean, i write poems and these songs dedicated to you

Anytime, you can get it, you can get it
Any place,
And i know just, know just, know just,
Know just, know just what you want
Poetic justice, put it in a song

I really wanna know you all
I really wanna show you off
Fuck that, pour up plenty of champagne
Cold nights when you curse this thang
You called up your girl when caught up in the ity bity range
Heard that she wanna go and party, she wanna go and party
Don’t approach her with that atari
That ain't good game, homie, sorry
They say conversation rule a nation
I can tell
But i can’t right my wrongs
Unless i write em down for real, alright

Anytime, you can get it, you can get it
Any place,
And i know just, know just, know just,
Know just, know just what you want
Poetic justice, put it in a song.