[Intro]
Uh, Brian McKnight, Char Sui
(yo yo) (Ron G!)

[Verse 1: Canibus]
All the female fans who want a backstage pass
You gotta let me caress your mammary glands with my bare hands
The tickets should be there in advance
Waiting for you in the dressing room with a half a dozen Guinness beer cans
Bout to go on stage with Mr McKnight
Kicking it to [?] about his height
Bragging to the girl how I rip mics
It a quarter to 12 and I'm going on at midnight
Shorty looking at me real bashful
Like, "Canibus, there's something I've got to ask you
Can I please see your tattoo?"
Damn, I feel the Hype-Nitis setting in
Everybody questioning, asking if I can get them in
Time for action, the crowd starts clapping
Put the DAT in, my man Ron G's scratching
22-hundred pеople packing in
To a venue with a 12-hundrеd capacity maximum
Where you at, Brian?

[Chorus]
Hold me, love me
Give me all that you got
Tell me, truly
Can I get in the right spot?
[Verse 2: Brian McKnight]
For so long I've waited
For you to come and love me
Don't waste my time, 'cause I need you
To let me know if you want me to
Do the things to you that no other can do
(I want you too)
I want you bad and I won't lie
And I can't deny that I want you tonight

[Chorus: Willie Max]
Hold me, love me
Give me all that you got
(Give me all that you got)
Tell me, truly
Can I get in the right spot?

[Verse 3: Brian McKnight]
I wonder what is it
That turns me on when I'm next to you
Can't figure out why I want you
Is it lust or love? Either one will do
'Cause I want you for myself and nobody else
(Take the place of you)
Love you right now 'cause it is on
So unplug the phone 'cause I want you to hold me
[Chorus: Brian McKnight & Willie Max]
Hold me, love me
Give me all that you got
(Give me all that you got)
Tell me, truly
Can I get in the right spot?
Hold me, love me
Give me all that you got
(Give me all that you got)
Tell me, truly
Can I get in the right spot?
(Can I get into your spot, baby?)

[Break: Canibus]
To the tick-tock and you don't stop
Can-I-Bus will blow up your whole spot, yo

[Verse 4: Canibus]
I go from being on stage with a lion to rocking with Brian
A song that hardcore but silent
I grip mics tighter than pliers with hands
Turn the club into a giant frying pan
Put a fireman into a situation where temperatures are higher than
He can probably withstand
If you ever try to get fly, you get electrified and fried
And mess around and get your mouth slapped dry
You could battle me and possibly survive
But you could never see me and walk away without a black eye
Word up pops, I got MCs calling the cops
And if the cops ain't tryna see me, the cops call SWAT
I'll scar your whole squad with bullet scars, no holds barred
I'll even hassle the National Guard
Ready Or Not like The Fugees, crews be steppin' to me
But I wipe 'em all out like booty
I'm so unruly, the police don't say nothin' to me
It don't matter whether they on or off duty
I run through a line of brave men like x-rays through skin
And kill the competition to win, what?!
[Chorus: Willie Max]
Hold me, love me
Give me all that you got
(Give me all that you got)
Tell me, truly
Can I get in the right spot?