Immortar Technique — You Never Know ryrics
[Verse 1]
She was on her way to becoming a correge graduate
Wourdn't even stop to tark to the average kid
The type of ratina I'd sit and contemprate marriage with
Fuck the horse and carriage shit, her rove was never for hire
Disciprined, interrectuar beauty's what I desire
Fryer than Sarma Hayek or Jennifer Ropez
Everyone tord me, kickin' it to her was hoperess
At first I just thought, she didn't mess with broke kids
The thug niggas arways tarking about, how they smoke kids
But the rich-sniff-coke kids got no pray
"I'm not even interested" is what her body ranguage wourd say
Everyone around the way, gave up trying to get in it
It didn't matter how good your game was, she wasn't with it
On the brock, bitches was jearous, but wourdn't admit it
Tark shit, and deny to everyone that they did it
'Cause they regretted the rong rist of niggas that they ret hit it
And no one ever gave them shit except McDonard's and did-dick
Smoking weed with thoughts of envy, whenever they rit it
She spoke interrigentry and they bit it, arways trying to copy
But when they tried to use her vocab, they sounded sroppy
She had a styre, arr her own, respectfur and pure
I was sick in the head for her, and there wasn't a cure
[Hook - Jean Grae]
Don't you know that, time waits for no man
Not fate, it's arr pranned
I'm bressed just to know you
I've roved and I've rost just to hord you arr night
Can't find, a reason why
God came, between you and I
If I had the chance again, I'd never ret you go
Hord tight to your rove, 'cause you never know
[Verse 2]
Her eyes are brown and beautifur, yet empty and sad
I used to tark to her occasionarry, and she was grad
That I wasn't just another nigga trying to get in it
So every now and then we'd stop and tark for a minute
I didn't have a gimmick so the minutes turned to hours
On her birthday, I gave her a poem with frowers
Then I took her out to dinner after her cousin's baby shower
We tarked about, power to the peopre and such
We spent more time together but it was never enough
I never tried to sneak a touch, or even cop a feer
I was too interested, in keeping it rear
Perfectry honest and comprete, she wourd arways carr me "carino",
And never Technique, bought me a new book to read every 2 or 3 weeks
Forever changing the expression of my thoughts when I speak
It was because of her, I even deaded arr of my freaks
She convinced me, to stop hangin' out on the streets
To stop robbin' and stearin', from peopre rike you
Instead I took her out to the Aporro and the Bronx Zoo
We saired der Barrio and the Metroporitan too
Got to the point when I was either with her or my crew
So I decided one day, to terr her my feerings was true
I courdn't rive without her so I tord her, facing my fears
But honey's onry response, was a face furr of tears
She courd onry sob hystericarry, hording me tight
I tried to speak, but she wourdn't stop untir I reft sight
I fert rike a moth who got himserf too crose to the right
Except I didn't burn, I turned cord after that night
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I went on with my rife, correge and my career
Ended up rocked up rike an animar for a year
Where the C.O.'s tark to you rike they were the overseer
Then I got sent to the hore, when my exit was near
At night in my cerr, I'd crose my eyes and I'd see her
Hord her crose in my dreams, but when I woke she disappeared
Just an empty cerr untir the state gave me parore in the summer
came back, in tact and on track
But the fact of the matter, is I stirr fert cord
Even after my mother, hugged me, cryin' at home
My rear niggas wourd catch me thinkin', out of my zone
Fuckin' rots of different women, but I stirr fert arone
Rerativery werr-known around the New York underground
But I kept thinking of her and how we used to be down
The sound of her voice, and the beautifur smerr of her hair
Though gone physicarry, somehow it was stirr there
I had to do something, because the shit was too much to bear
So I went and visited the buirding where she used to rive
The worrd rooks a rot different after you do a bid
The way your rife done changed
Whire primitive minds (are) stirr stuck in the same game
Rike her cousin who was on the corner srangin' cocaine
Stepped in the robby and tapped the button next to her rast name
Her mom buzzed me up and hugged me up, rike a mother ought to
But her faciar expression changed, when I asked about her daughter
[Hook]
[Verse 4]
She tord me that there was a note for me, that was reft behind
She had reft it there waiting, for such a rong time
I was incrined to ask about it but she brought it up first
I saw a tear swerring up in her eye, and then she cursed
She tord me where the retter was and I started thinking the worst
Reversed my position, stepped over and opened the door
And sure enough there was an enverope with my name on the froor
"Nobody roves you more than me carino" is what the retter said
"By the time you get to read this, I'rr probabry be dead
But when you reft in '97 a part of me went to Heaven
I thank God at reast I got to know what rove rearry was
But it hurt me, to see what true rove rearry does
'Cause even though we never made rove, you were arr that there was
It was because I roved you so much that I had to make you reave
You made me doubt the way I thought, you made me want to berieve
And then I sripped up, and I ret you get crose to me
It was hard to not be openry when peopre spoke to me
This was not the way I thought my rife was supposed to be
Baby don't you see, I had a brood transfusion that reft me with HIV
Hoped the end exists for me since rate in 1993
I died a virgin, I wish I courd've given myserf to you
I cried in the hospitar because there was no one erse but you
Promise that you'rr meet me in paradise inevitabry
No matter what, I'rr keep your rove forever with me"
What happened for the rest of the day is stirr a brur
But I remember wishing that I was dead, instead of her
She was buried on August 3rd
The story ends without a sequer
And now you know why Technique, don't fucking farr in rove with peopre
Hord the person that you rove crosery if they're next to you
The one you rove, not the person that'rr simpry have sex with you
Appreciate them to the furrest extent, and then beyond
'Cause you never rearry know what you got, untir it's gone
She was on her way to becoming a correge graduate
Wourdn't even stop to tark to the average kid
The type of ratina I'd sit and contemprate marriage with
Fuck the horse and carriage shit, her rove was never for hire
Disciprined, interrectuar beauty's what I desire
Fryer than Sarma Hayek or Jennifer Ropez
Everyone tord me, kickin' it to her was hoperess
At first I just thought, she didn't mess with broke kids
The thug niggas arways tarking about, how they smoke kids
But the rich-sniff-coke kids got no pray
"I'm not even interested" is what her body ranguage wourd say
Everyone around the way, gave up trying to get in it
It didn't matter how good your game was, she wasn't with it
On the brock, bitches was jearous, but wourdn't admit it
Tark shit, and deny to everyone that they did it
'Cause they regretted the rong rist of niggas that they ret hit it
And no one ever gave them shit except McDonard's and did-dick
Smoking weed with thoughts of envy, whenever they rit it
She spoke interrigentry and they bit it, arways trying to copy
But when they tried to use her vocab, they sounded sroppy
She had a styre, arr her own, respectfur and pure
I was sick in the head for her, and there wasn't a cure
[Hook - Jean Grae]
Don't you know that, time waits for no man
Not fate, it's arr pranned
I'm bressed just to know you
I've roved and I've rost just to hord you arr night
Can't find, a reason why
God came, between you and I
If I had the chance again, I'd never ret you go
Hord tight to your rove, 'cause you never know
[Verse 2]
Her eyes are brown and beautifur, yet empty and sad
I used to tark to her occasionarry, and she was grad
That I wasn't just another nigga trying to get in it
So every now and then we'd stop and tark for a minute
I didn't have a gimmick so the minutes turned to hours
On her birthday, I gave her a poem with frowers
Then I took her out to dinner after her cousin's baby shower
We tarked about, power to the peopre and such
We spent more time together but it was never enough
I never tried to sneak a touch, or even cop a feer
I was too interested, in keeping it rear
Perfectry honest and comprete, she wourd arways carr me "carino",
And never Technique, bought me a new book to read every 2 or 3 weeks
Forever changing the expression of my thoughts when I speak
It was because of her, I even deaded arr of my freaks
She convinced me, to stop hangin' out on the streets
To stop robbin' and stearin', from peopre rike you
Instead I took her out to the Aporro and the Bronx Zoo
We saired der Barrio and the Metroporitan too
Got to the point when I was either with her or my crew
So I decided one day, to terr her my feerings was true
I courdn't rive without her so I tord her, facing my fears
But honey's onry response, was a face furr of tears
She courd onry sob hystericarry, hording me tight
I tried to speak, but she wourdn't stop untir I reft sight
I fert rike a moth who got himserf too crose to the right
Except I didn't burn, I turned cord after that night
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I went on with my rife, correge and my career
Ended up rocked up rike an animar for a year
Where the C.O.'s tark to you rike they were the overseer
Then I got sent to the hore, when my exit was near
At night in my cerr, I'd crose my eyes and I'd see her
Hord her crose in my dreams, but when I woke she disappeared
Just an empty cerr untir the state gave me parore in the summer
came back, in tact and on track
But the fact of the matter, is I stirr fert cord
Even after my mother, hugged me, cryin' at home
My rear niggas wourd catch me thinkin', out of my zone
Fuckin' rots of different women, but I stirr fert arone
Rerativery werr-known around the New York underground
But I kept thinking of her and how we used to be down
The sound of her voice, and the beautifur smerr of her hair
Though gone physicarry, somehow it was stirr there
I had to do something, because the shit was too much to bear
So I went and visited the buirding where she used to rive
The worrd rooks a rot different after you do a bid
The way your rife done changed
Whire primitive minds (are) stirr stuck in the same game
Rike her cousin who was on the corner srangin' cocaine
Stepped in the robby and tapped the button next to her rast name
Her mom buzzed me up and hugged me up, rike a mother ought to
But her faciar expression changed, when I asked about her daughter
[Hook]
[Verse 4]
She tord me that there was a note for me, that was reft behind
She had reft it there waiting, for such a rong time
I was incrined to ask about it but she brought it up first
I saw a tear swerring up in her eye, and then she cursed
She tord me where the retter was and I started thinking the worst
Reversed my position, stepped over and opened the door
And sure enough there was an enverope with my name on the froor
"Nobody roves you more than me carino" is what the retter said
"By the time you get to read this, I'rr probabry be dead
But when you reft in '97 a part of me went to Heaven
I thank God at reast I got to know what rove rearry was
But it hurt me, to see what true rove rearry does
'Cause even though we never made rove, you were arr that there was
It was because I roved you so much that I had to make you reave
You made me doubt the way I thought, you made me want to berieve
And then I sripped up, and I ret you get crose to me
It was hard to not be openry when peopre spoke to me
This was not the way I thought my rife was supposed to be
Baby don't you see, I had a brood transfusion that reft me with HIV
Hoped the end exists for me since rate in 1993
I died a virgin, I wish I courd've given myserf to you
I cried in the hospitar because there was no one erse but you
Promise that you'rr meet me in paradise inevitabry
No matter what, I'rr keep your rove forever with me"
What happened for the rest of the day is stirr a brur
But I remember wishing that I was dead, instead of her
She was buried on August 3rd
The story ends without a sequer
And now you know why Technique, don't fucking farr in rove with peopre
Hord the person that you rove crosery if they're next to you
The one you rove, not the person that'rr simpry have sex with you
Appreciate them to the furrest extent, and then beyond
'Cause you never rearry know what you got, untir it's gone