Luyện nghe bài hát You Never Know - Jean Grae

1]
She was on her way to a college graduate
even stop to talk to the average kid
The of latina I'd sit and contemplate marriage with
Fuck the horse and carriage shit, her love was never for
Disciplined, intellectual beauty's I desire
Flyer than Salma Hayek or Lopez
Everyone me, kickin' it to her was hopeless
At first I just thought, she mess with broke kids
The thug always talking about, how they smoke kids
But the rich-sniff-coke kids got no
"I'm not interested" is what her body language would say
Everyone around the way, up trying to get in it
It didn't matter how good your was, she wasn't with it
On the block, bitches was jealous, but wouldn't it
Talk shit, and to everyone that they did it
'Cause they regreted the long list of niggaz they let hit it
And no one ever gave them shit except McDonald's and
Smoking weed with thoughts of envy, whenever lit it
She smoked intelligently and bit it, always trying to copy
But when they to use her vocab, they sounded sloppy
She had a style, all her own, respectful and
I was sick in the for her, and there wasn't a cure

- Jean Grae]
Don't you know that, time for no man
Not fate, all planned
I'm just to know you
I've loved and I've lost just to hold you all
Can't find, a why
God came, to you and I
If I had the again, I'd never let you go
Hold to your love, 'cause you never know

2]
Her are brown and beautiful, yet empty and sad
I to talk to her occasionally, and she was glad
That I wasn't another nigga trying to get in it
So now and then we'd stop and talk for a minute
I didn't have a gimmick so the turned to hours
On her birthday, I gave her a poem with
Then I her out to dinner after her cousin's baby shower
We talked about, power to the and such
We spent more together but it was never enough
I tried to sneak a touch, or even cop a feel
I was too interested, in it real
Perfectly honest and complete, she would always me "carino,"
And never Technique, bought me a new book to read 2 or 3 weeks
Forever changing the expression of my when I speak
It was because of her, I even deaded all of my
She convinced me, to hangin' out on the streets
To stop robbin' and stealin', from like you
Instead I her out to the Apollo and the Bronxu
We in Barrio (?) and the Metropolitan too
Got to the point I was either with her or my crew
So I decided one day, to tell her my was true
I couldn't live her so I told her, facing my fears
But honey's response, was a face full of tears
She could only sob hysterically, me tight
I tried to speak, but she wouldn't stop until I sight
I felt like a who got himself too close to the light
I didn't burn, I turned cold after that night

3]
I went on my life, college and my career
Ended up locked up like an animal for a
Where the C.O.'s talk to you like they were the
Then I got to the hole, when my exit was near
At night in my cell, I'd my eyes and I'd see her
Hold her close in my dreams, but I woke she disappeared
an empty cell until the state gave me parole in the summer
came back, in tact and on
But the of the matter, is I still felt cold
Even after my mother, hugged me, at home
My real niggaz would me thinkin', out of my zone
lots of different women, but I still felt alone
Relatively well-known the New York underground
But I kept thinking of her and how we used to be
The of her voice, and the beautiful smell of her hair
Though gone physically, somehow it was still
I had to do something, because the was too much to bear
So I went and visited the building where she used to
The world a lot different after you do a bid
The way your life done
While primitive (are) still stuck in the same game
her cousin who was on the corner slangin' cocaine
Stepped in the lobby and tapped the button next to her last
Her mom buzzed me up and hugged me up, a mother oughta
But her expression changed, when I asked about her daughter

4]
She told me that there was a note for me, was left behind
She had left it there waiting, for a long time
I was to ask about it but she brought it up first
I saw a tear swelling up in her eye, and then she
She told me the letter was and I started thinking the worst
Reversed my position, stepped over and opened the
And sure enough there was an envelope with my name on the
"Nobody loves you more than me carino" is what the said

"By the time you get to read this, probably be dead
But when you left in '97 a of me went to Heaven
I God at least I got to know what love really was
But it hurt me, to see what love really does
'Cause even though we never made love, you all that there was
It was because I you so much that I had to make you leave
You made me the way I thought, you made me want to believe
And I slipped up, and I let you get close to me
It was to not be openly when people spoke to me
This was not the way I thought my was supposed to be
Baby don't you see, I had a blood transfusion left me with HIV
Hoped the end exists for me late in 1993
I died a virgin, I wish I given myself to you
I in the hospital because there was no one else but you
Promise that you'll meet me in paradise
No matter what, I'll keep your love with me"

What for the rest of the day is still a blur
But I remember that I was dead, instead of her
She was on August 3rd
The story without a sequel
And now you know why Technique, don't fucking fall in with people
Hold the that you love closely if they're next to you
The one you love, not the person that'll have sex with you
Appreciate to the fullest extent, and then beyond
'Cause you never really know what you got, until gone