Released: June 18, 2007

Songwriter: Pharoahe Monch

Producer: Pharoahe Monch

[Chorus]
Oh! Oh!
I've got just what you want
You've got just what I need
You want my body, baby
So let me plant the seed
You are my heart's desire
You set my soul a fire
I wanna, you and your can make me hard

[Verse 1: Pharoahe Monch]
Pharoahe's that nigga, any other thinking is wishful
Sick wit it with a ridiculous flow
Take over, make over, move over
Show's over, flows over, who told ya?
New soldier's in town, except I flipped the script though
From the window to the wall, just get low
Rock and roll, hip-hop music, and disco
T dot O to Atlanta to Frisco
Rufus, oh yeah, with a new twist
So that y'all can get a gist of the rhyme, I do not miss
I will not fail, please take a glimpse at the time at your own risk
I will not bail
Fuck George, grab the Glock, the planet rock
The fiends and the fans on the block
Team's scheme on the knock
My hand if you want, gleams on your man

[Chorus]
Oh! Oh!
I've got just what you want (What I want)
You've got just what I need (What I need)
You want my body, baby (Body, baby)
So let me plant the seed (Plant the seed)
You are my heart's desire (Heart's desire)
You set my soul a fire (Soul on fire)
I wanna, you and your, can make me hard

[Verse 2: Pharoahe Monch]
Grab the master's plans with ease, MCs can't see past me
No flash in the pan, raps are not flashy
Free at last, we will never recycle the same songs from last week
Free of last week
Thank God almighty, we free at last
We went back to the ash, before raps harassed me
No all access pass, do not ask me
But you can get backstage, we like to see ass free
Elope, the GOAT, nigga, vote for ya boy
I hope ya lied to the rope and the board
Scoped, did 'em dope, if you gate to relate
To the words with the vote, you can move with the scales, say

[Chorus]
I've got just what you want (What I want)
You've got just what I need (What I need)
You want my body, baby (Body, baby)
So let me plant the seed (Plant the seed)
You are my heart's desire. (Heart's desire)
You set my soul a fire (Soul on fire)
I wanna, you and your can make me hard

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
I've got just what you want (What I want)
You've got just what I need (What I need)
You want my body, baby (Body, baby)
So let me plant the seed (Plant the seed)
You are my heart's desire (Heart's desire)
You set my soul a fire (Soul on fire)
I wanna, you and your, can make me hard

[Outro]
How's everybody feeling out there?
You want my body, baby
I'll give you my body, baby
You want it, I'll give it to ya
*mumbling*
You want my body, baby
Ladies and gentlemen, thank you very much
Good night

Pharoahe Monch

Troy “Pharoahe Monch” Jamerson is a near-universally loved and respected underground rapper. He released three extremely well-regarded albums with the duo Organized Konfusion in the 1990’s, including the classic The Extinction Agenda

Since the group’s demise, he’s released several fantastic albums' worth of boom-bap beats (occasionally with a gospel touch, as on 2007’s Desire), dense wordplay, political musings, military metaphors, and thoughts on the state of radio and today’s hip-hop ( he doesn’t like it very much)