Silent Movies lyrics

[Nancy and Fielding from 1971's "Bananas"]
[Nancy]
I have to tell you something and I don’t know how to break it
[Fielding]
Oh, why, is something the matter? Am I, am I, have you seen x-rays of me?
[Nancy]
(Laughing)I saw x-rays of you

[Verse 1: YL]
Ay yo I keep a steady hand like a brain surgeon
Ay yo some people born with knowledge others stay searchin'
And yeah we might look alike but you the lame version
And I be jumpin' front the mic like I'm J Irving
Yo I don't want to hear you rap son you not nice
I had to cop the chicken with the fried rice
Feel like I died twice
Time pass I'm understandin' sh*t in hindsight
Need five mics its a wake up to the blind eyes
The sun rise lies comin' to the forefront
Y, you need me on your tour son
I gotta score some
Give a hundred verses but you never hear a forced one
I'm like the old too Lakers with the 3-peat
My blunt smokers keep my records on the repeat
Repeat, blaze tracks and I reheat
You pus*y n*ggas someone give that man a G-string
I see things got peach fuzz like the weed strain
Keep the change only dealin' with the real and present
I been married to the city we just skipped the weddin'
Skip the stress when you notice that it's all for nothin'
What's the beginnin' of the end it's just a introduction
[Nancy and Fielding from 1971's "Bananas"]
[Fielding]
Oh really?
[Nancy]
Yeah
[Fielding]
Why?
[Nancy]
I’m sorry
[Fielding]
Why, what’s the matter?
[Nancy
There’s just something missing for me, and I don’t know what. I don’t know what it is
[Fielding]
What do you mean something? Something missing from me?
[Nancy]
Yes
[Fielding]
Whadda you mean? Like what?
[Nancy]
Like...like...
[
Fielding]
Can you say what it is missing from me?
[Nancy]
No, maybe if you could guess a few thi-

[Verse 2: YL]
Ay yo I do this for the babies that I don't got
Hit road blocks we still cookin' like the stovetop
And n*ggas frontin' on they delis they don't know [?]
Their shorty offered me the ass but I chose top
Ain't really nothin' like the mouth of a sweet lover
I seek others I need a cut of each others
Peace brother the weed's butter keep it rolled
Raw papers no L's like we 3 and 0
Damn, [?] in my 700
My n*gga steady blunted don't know why we hit the function
I be sunk in the seat, add a discreet luncheon
Drunk women in the street when I seen London
If I ain't chillin' then I'm buildin' with Giani kid
You lookin' hard I'm like what the f*ck the problem is
You look good we might pay for yo' scholarship (we might do that)
Just playin' though, yeah

[Nancy and Fielding from 1971's "Bananas"]
[Fielding]
How am I immature?
[Nancy]
Well, emotionally, sexually, and intellectually
[Fielding]
Yeah, but what other ways?
[Nancy]
Well, then maybe it’s my fault. Maybe I just can’t give
[Fielding]
What do you mean you can’t give? Then why don’t you receive and I’ll give?
[Nancy]
I’m not ready to receive
[Fielding]
Well, then you give and I’ll receive
[Nancy]
Well, I can’t receive, uh
[Fielding]
Well, I’m a person who can only receive if another is giving
[Nancy]
Well, I can’t give. I’m sorry
[Fielding]
But if we each receive, it might work
[Nancy]
Well, I can’t receive. My trouble is I’m receiving and receiving and I’m only... not able to give or to receive
[Fielding]
But I would like to give if only you could receive
[Nancy]
I can’t receive. I don’t know how I can help you. I really don’t.
[Fielding]
See, if we both receive, or we both give
[Nancy]
I told you, I can’t receive and I can’t give. It’s not going to work out. It’s of no use, Fielding. I’m sorry