[Intro]
Ha, uh, it’s such a beautiful feeling
Feeling, such a beautiful feeling
My metro fantasy
Ha, Such a beautiful feeling
Beautiful feeling
Such a beautiful feeling
Watch him

[Verse]
I was riding on a metro bus, writing and you know that
She was at the very front, I’m sitting eight rows back
She was looking real nice, face not even made up
I was about to take a nap, but now I’m sitting straight up
I couldn’t stop staring at her, might not be another day
Every time she caught me, I would cut my eyes the other way
Did it four or five more times, wait, look, then wait again
This time our eyes connected, uh oh, I done made a grin
Hold up, let me play it cool ‘cause other dudes they tend to nag
Whoa, she looked at me this time, man I got this in the bag
She was reading Art of War, which gave my brain a stronger thrust
Intelligent and beautiful? I wonder why she’s on the bus
She could go get any guy and be treated imperial
But she doesn’t strike me as the type to trip on material things
She was physically poetic, I was slipping into the abyss of love
Man, what’s wrong with you? "Oh, my bad I’m tripping"
Well anyway, she seems like somebody I hope to meet
Maybe I should move and sit next to her in that open seat
Seems like she might want some company, she’s all alone on here
But I fear that if I come on too strong, she might get the wrong idea
Five minutes later I built the courage to speak blunt
I took a deep breath and started walking towards the front
One step, two steps, what the hell? Now I can’t pursue her
Some other dude got on the bus and sat his ass down right next to her
Ah man, I moved too slow, I guess I learned my lesson
Now I’m looking like a fool, playing it off, acting like I’m stretching
Oh well, I guess it’s back to my seat I go
Homeboy said, “Baby, what’s your name?”
She said, “That you don’t need to know”
Ok, ok, now I’m good ‘cause it’s looking like K is back in the game
But on the other hand, now I’m acting the same
‘cause she shot a dude down just for asking her name
Wait, but his backing was lame, he’s an idiot, she’s got class
It’s not that she’s conceited or stuck up, it’s just that he’s an ass
His approach fell below the type of respect I would show
I should have been off the bus, the driver passed my stop ten miles ago
Well she’s worth it, that’s a fact, missed my stop, can’t nullify that
I’m way out of pocket, I don’t even recognize this neighborhood, man, where the hell am I at?
Okay relax, get back focus, dude, you way off track
Better make a move before she reach her stop, after that it’s really a wrap
That’s when something happened that I never did predict to see
She looked at me and started walking my walk inexplicably
Alright, this the moment I been waiting for, it’s ‘bout to happen
I got real excited when she said, “I know you, you be rapping”
“Yeah that’s me,” wait, but what if she’s thinking that a car I can’t afford
I made excuses, said I catch the bus sometimes when I get bored
She said, “Oh, that’s interesting, may I share this seat with you?
I’m almost at my stop so I just had to come and speak to you”
Asked if she could have my number, I said, “Cool as long as you use it”
She said, “Yeah, I need some CDs for my dude, he loves your music”
[Outro]
Oh man, ain’t that about a… it’s all good though, yeah