Intro
Em G Em E 
D Em G Bm D 
 
Chorus-Dove
E          D 
Hey how ya doin' 
D 
Sorry ya can't get through 
                         D# 
Why don't you leave your name 
         D 
And your number 
D 
And I'll get back to you 
Em  D 
Hey how are ya doin' 
D 
Sorry ya can't get through 
E 
But leave your name (uh) 
         Gm 
And your number 
N.C. 
And I'll get back to you. 
 
Verse-Dove
Em              D 
Once again it's another rap bandit 
C                A 
Fiending at I and I can't stand it 
G            B 
Wanna be down with the day-glo 
D             D    A            D 
Knocking on my door, saying, "a yo yo" 
D 
Knocking on my door, saying, "a yo yo" 
 D 
"I got a funky new tune with a fly banjo" 
E                           A      C 
I can't understand what the problem is 
N.C. 
I find it hard enough dealing with my own biz 
F#                         A 
How'd they get my name and number 
C     A                G 
Then I stop to think and wonder 
       D                    A 
Bout a plan, yo man, I gotta step out town 
                              D 
You wanna call me up? Take my number down 
N.C. 
It's 222-2222 
N.C. 
I got an answering machine that can talk to you 
N.C. 
It goes 
 
Chorus-Pos
A#         D 
Hey how ya doin' 
                   Am 
Sorry ya can't get through 
               Em 
But leave your name and your number 
D 
And I'll get back to you 
 
Verse-Pos
              E 
Yo, check it, exit the old style 
A         C 
Enters the new 
              D              A 
But nothing's new 'bout being hawked by a crew 
   D                              E 
Or should I say flock cause around every block 
N.C. 
There's Harry, Dick, and Tom, with a demo in his palm 
    E                      F# 
Now I'm with helping those who want to help themselves 
F# 
And flaunt a nut that's doggy as in dope 
E 
But it's not the mood to hear 
    G                      C#m 
The tales of limousines and pails 
                 D 
Of money they'll make like a pro 
  G#                       D 
I be like, "yo black, just play me the tape" 
    E                             G 
But at the show the time to spare I just make 
G 
But the songs created in they shacks 
                 Em 
Are so wick-wick-wack, situations like this 
D                          C#                       A 
And now I hate they give me smiles kool-aid wide and ask, 
 A 
"was it def? " 
             C         A                    D   E 
And with the straighest face I be like, "hell yes, yes." 
                               C#m 
I slip them the digits to papa prince paul 
N.C. 
So I don't go awol but yet I know when they call, They get 
 
Chorus-Mase
Dm        D 
Hey how ya doing 
D 
Sorry ya can't get through 
                         D 
Why don't you leave your name 
         G 
And your number 
    D#               D 
And I'll get back to you 
Dm            D 
Hey how are ya doin 
D 
Sorry you can't get through 
                                       G 
Why don't you leave your name and your number 
N.C. 
And I'll get back to you 
N.C. 
Check it out 
Em       C 
Name and number, and number, 
                A 
And number, and number 
 
Verse-Mase
A#                      Gm 
Party at the dug-out on Diction ave 
        D                 A 
Haven't been to the jam in quite a while 
C 
Figure I'll catch up on the latest styles 
       D 
'stead piles and piles of demo tapes bi-da miles 
Bm                    D 
All I wanna do is cut on the decks wild 
D 
But edition up here bi-da miles to the center 
D 
Reliever of duty, plug one mosies in 
N.C. 
And I be like, "yo g, Pos does all the producing" 
 
Verse-Pos
D 
Now woe is me to the third degree 
G#                        C 
Mase pulls the funny so I make like a bunny 
D 
Jettin' 
D 
But I'm getting used to this demo abuse 
A                       Am        C 
Getting raped and giving birth to a tape 
                        D 
Cause there's no escape from the clutches of a hawker 
G#                      G 
Attached to my success, sent like a stalker 
     Bm                      E 
Make way to my radius playin fly guy 
       A                        D 
Try to get on my back they force like luke sky 
E             Dm                   C 
Me myself and I go through this act daily 
    D 
And rarely do I not 
                                  Em           A 
No matter how I dodge some jackal always nails me 
                   D 
No matter what the plot 
                Bm 
And even out on tour they be like, 
 A                          C          A 
"yo I got a tape to play you back at the hotel" 
           C D 
I be like "oh swell" 
                                   G# 
Unveil the numeric code to dial my room 
N.C. 
And tell them to call me at noon 
A#     Em                          G 
But of course there's no answering machine in my room 
      C# 
But a pretty young adorer 
      D 
Who I swung on tour 
          A 
And if it rings while we're alone 
                  E 
She'll answer the phone 
E 
And with the quickness she'll recite like a poem 
 
Hook-Dove
               C                           D 
"hey, you done did the right thing, dial up my ring ring 
           C 
Now you're waiting on the beep. 
D 
Say, I would love if you'd sing 
            Em             Dm 
The tune to tru instead of fronting on the speak. " 
      G             E 
So no problemo, just play your demo 
                    A 
And at the end it's break out time 
D                     G# 
Please oh please don't press rewind 
N.C. 
Cause I'll just lay it down the line 
 
Chorus-Dove
A# 
Hey how ya doing 
E                  Em 
Sorry ya can't get through 
                                       G 
Why don't you leave your name and your number 
D 
And I'll get back to you 
 
Chorus-Pos
Em         D 
Hey how ya doing 
                   A 
Sorry ya can't get through 
                         D            G 
Why don't you leave your name and your number 
G 
And we'll get back to you.