Artist: Rhyme Recka f/ Smoothe Da Hustler
Album:  n/a
Song:   To My Lady
Typed by: Davida.b.

[Rhyme Recka]
To the moon that reflects my light, I pledge my life
You my a-alike, love, hell, or right
I understand your celestial rotation, earth vibrations
System of operations trying to deal with frustrations
In this unbalanced land, trying to find a good man
Worthy to hold your hand and caress your flesh
But I'm prepared to take your test, to the depth I quest
With the power I posess to take away your stress
I ain't got nothin to lose if I ain't got you
With the upmost respect is how my eyes watch you
Ain't nothin in this world that can take your place
I keep you close like the cops keep the glocks by their waist
Face to face, eye to eye, till the day I die
It would by knowledge and wisdom, strictly you and I
But I know you don't believe me, but the truth I speak
I need your mind, body, and soul to make the cypher complete

[Chorus X2: Smoothe Da Hustler]
To my lady, and all the ladies that
Keep it real with your man, you know I understand
What you're going through, and all the things you do
And when the times get rough I keep it real with you

[Rhyme Recka]
Your man should be alone, it takes wisdom to watch his dome
It takes the next chromosome to turn a house into a home
Like a cell phone, I roam to find a queen for my throne
Knowledge is everything, without wisdom, what do you have?
I remember back in the days, my momma used to struggle
Like Smoothe, sha had to hustle to feed my flesh, bone and muscle
And now I ??? respect, so I know you accept that
Same appreciation when you helped build my nation
It's a tricky situation when you deal with trust
It's a very thin line between love and lust
In this wicked civilization, all we got is us
And for the woman that I love, I grab my guns and bust
Mad game, and you attract me, when I got beef, you back me
When I'm wrong, you correct me, but yet you still respect me
Reflection, I be your protection through the ruckus
Me and you, one on one, makin love, puffin dutches

[Chorus X2]

[Rhyme Recka]
My two eyes recognize your sight, but you're the type of
Woman that I need to help me shape and mold my seed
Real hair, no weave, last of a dying breed
Infatically refined, I'm captivated by your mind
Intellectual, you talk, sexual, you walk
Hardness like New York when gun shots bust off
You a soldier, militant mind like a sight of eternal flame
But hotta, undertand you a gotta make it happen
I push my pride to the side
So you can step aside before corners if you wanna
Life is trauma, surpressed stress and strife
When the pockets got tight, you held me through the night
Without the fuss or fight, no matter wrong or right

[Interlude: Rhyme Recka]
Word up, til death do us part
Kept it real with me, I'mma keep it real with you
One love boo, and this for you

[Chorus X4]