[00:15.58]I recognize your fragrance, hold up, you ain't never gotta say shit, uh
[00:19.34]And I know your taste is, a little bit hmm, high maintenance, uh
[00:23.07]Everybody else basic, you live life on an everyday basis
[00:26.39]With poetic justice, poetic justice
[00:30.20]If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?
[00:33.74]I mean I write poems in these songs dedicated to you when
[00:39.28]You're in the mood for empathy, there's blood in my pen
[00:42.32]Better yet, where your friends and 'em? I really wanna know you all
[00:46.23]I really wanna show you off, **** that
[00:48.61]Pour up plenty of champagne, cold nights when you curse this name
[00:52.24]You called up your girlfriends and y'all curled in that little bitty Range I heard that
[00:57.14]She wanna go and party, she wanna go and party
[01:00.55]B***h don't approach her with that Atari, b***h, that ain't good game, homie, sorry
[01:04.27]They say conversation rule a nation, I can tell
[01:07.85]But I could never right my wrongs 'less I write it down for real, P.S
[01:12.10]
[01:14.60]You can get it, you can get it
[01:17.33]You can get it, you can get it
[01:19.63]And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want
[01:24.01]Poetic justice, put it in a song
[01:30.11]You can get it, you can get it
[01:32.32]You can get it, you can get it
[01:34.40]And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want
[01:39.54]Poetic justice, put it in a song
[01:46.89]
[01:47.10]I really hope you play this, cause ol' girl you test my patience
[01:50.11]With all these seductive photographs and all these one off vacations
[01:53.79]You've been taking clearly a lot for me to take in, it don't make sense
[01:57.81]Young East African Girl, you too busy ****ing with your other man
[02:00.92]I was tryna put you on game, put you on a plane
[02:03.48]Take you and your momma to the motherland, I could do it
[02:05.44]Maybe one day when you figure out you're gonna need someone
[02:08.64]When you figure out it's all right here in the city
[02:10.70]And you don't run from where we come from
[02:12.46]That sound like poetic justice, poetic justice
[02:16.84]You were so new to this life but Goddamn you got adjusted
[02:20.27]I mean I write poems in these songs, dedicated to the fun shit
[02:24.36]Your natural hair and your soft skin, and your big ass in that sundress, ooh
[02:29.75]Good God, what you doing that walk for?
[02:32.11]When I see that thing move, I just wish we would fight less and we would talk more
[02:35.68]And they say communication save relations, I can tell
[02:38.52]But I can never right my wrongs unless I write 'em down for real, P.S
[02:43.49]
[02:45.60]You can get it, you can get it
[02:50.27]You can get it, you can get it
[02:50.91]And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want
[02:54.90]Poetic justice, put it in a song
[03:02.63]You can get it, you can get it
[03:04.04]You can get it, you can get it
[03:05.95]And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want
[03:10.69]Poetic justice, put it in a song

I recognize your fragrance, hold up, you ain't never gotta say shit, uh
And I know your taste is, a little bit hmm, high maintenance, uh
Everybody else basic, you live life on an everyday basis
With poetic justice, poetic justice
If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?
I mean I write poems in these songs dedicated to you when
You're in the mood for empathy, there's blood in my pen
Better yet, where your friends and 'em? I really wanna know you all
I really wanna show you off, **** that
Pour up plenty of champagne, cold nights when you curse this name
You called up your girlfriends and y'all curled in that little bitty Range I heard that
She wanna go and party, she wanna go and party
B***h don't approach her with that Atari, b***h, that ain't good game, homie, sorry
They say conversation rule a nation, I can tell
But I could never right my wrongs 'less I write it down for real, P.S
You can get it, you can get it
You can get it, you can get it
And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want
Poetic justice, put it in a song
You can get it, you can get it
You can get it, you can get it
And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want
Poetic justice, put it in a song
I really hope you play this, cause ol' girl you test my patience
With all these seductive photographs and all these one off vacations
You've been taking clearly a lot for me to take in, it don't make sense
Young East African Girl, you too busy ****ing with your other man
I was tryna put you on game, put you on a plane
Take you and your momma to the motherland, I could do it
Maybe one day when you figure out you're gonna need someone
When you figure out it's all right here in the city
And you don't run from where we come from
That sound like poetic justice, poetic justice
You were so new to this life but Goddamn you got adjusted
I mean I write poems in these songs, dedicated to the fun shit
Your natural hair and your soft skin, and your big ass in that sundress, ooh
Good God, what you doing that walk for?
When I see that thing move, I just wish we would fight less and we would talk more
And they say communication save relations, I can tell
But I can never right my wrongs unless I write 'em down for real, P.S
You can get it, you can get it
You can get it, you can get it
And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want
Poetic justice, put it in a song
You can get it, you can get it
You can get it, you can get it
And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want
Poetic justice, put it in a song