You Never Know - Jean Grae Lyrics - Revolutionary, Vol. 2 - Immortal Technique

[Verse 1] 

She was on her way to becoming a college graduate 

Wouldn't even stop to talk to the average kid 

The type of latina I'd sit and contemplate marriage with 

Fuck the horse and carriage shit, her love was never for hire 

Disciplined, intellectual beauty's what I desire 

Flyer than Salma Hayek or Jennifer Lopez 

Everyone told me, kickin' it to her was hopeless 

At first I just thought, she didn't mess with broke kids 

The thug niggaz always talking about, how they smoke kids 

But the rich-sniff-coke kids got no play 

"I'm not even interested" is what her body language would 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 block, bitches was jealous, but wouldn't admit it 

Talk shit, and deny to everyone that they did it 

'Cause they regreted the long list of niggaz that they let hit it 

And no one ever gave them shit except McDonald's and did-dick 

Smoking weed with thoughts of envy, whenever they lit it 

She smoked intelligently and they bit it, always trying to copy 

But when they tried to use her vocab, they sounded sloppy 

She had a style, all her own, respectful 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 all planned 

I'm blessed just to know you 

I've loved and I've lost just to hold you all night 

Can't find, a reason why 

God came, to you and I 

If I had the chance again, I'd never let you go 

Hold tight to your love, 'cause you never know 

[Verse 2] 

Her eyes are brown and beautiful, yet empty and sad 

I used to talk to her occasionally, and she was glad 

That I wasn't just another nigga trying to get in it 

So every now and then we'd stop and talk for a minute 

I didn't have a gimmick so the minutes turned to hours 

On her birthday, I gave her a poem with flowers 

Then I took her out to dinner after her cousin's baby shower 

We talked about, power to the people and such 

We spent more time together but it was never enough 

I never tried to sneak a touch, or even cop a feel 

I was too interested, in keeping it real 

Perfectly honest and complete, she would always call 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 all of my freaks 

She convinced me, to stop hangin' out on the streets 

To stop robbin' and stealin', from people like you 

Instead I took her out to the Apollo and the Bronxu 

We sailed in Barrio (?) and the Metropolitan too 

Got to the point when I was either with her or my crew 

So I decided one day, to tell her my feelings was true 

I couldn't live without her so I told her, facing my fears 

But honey's only response, was a face full of tears 

She could only sob hysterically, holding me tight 

I tried to speak, but she wouldn't stop until I left sight 

I felt like a moth who got himself too close to the light 

Except I didn't burn, I turned cold after that night 

[Hook] 

[Verse 3] 

I went on with my life, college and my career 

Ended up locked up like an animal for a year 

Where the C.O.'s talk to you like they were the overseer 

Then I got sent to the hole, when my exit was near 

At night in my cell, I'd close my eyes and I'd see her 

Hold her close in my dreams, but when I woke she disappeared 

Just an empty cell until the state gave me parole in the summer 

came back, in tact and on track 

But the fact of the matter, is I still felt cold 

Even after my mother, hugged me, cryin' at home 

My real niggaz would catch me thinkin', out of my zone 

Fuckin' lots of different women, but I still felt alone 

Relatively well-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 beautiful smell of her hair 

Though gone physically, somehow it was still there 

I had to do something, because the shit was too much to bear 

So I went and visited the building where she used to live 

The world looks a lot different after you do a bid 

The way your life done changed 

While primitive minds (are) still stuck in the same game 

Like her cousin who was on the corner slangin' cocaine 

Stepped in the lobby and tapped the button next to her last name 

Her mom buzzed me up and hugged me up, like a mother oughta 

But her facial expression changed, when I asked about her daughter 

[Hook] 

[Verse 4] 

She told me that there was a note for me, that was left behind 

She had left it there waiting, for such a long time 

I was inclined to ask about it but she brought it up first 

I saw a tear swelling up in her eye, and then she cursed 

She told me where the letter was and I started thinking the worst 

Reversed my position, stepped over and opened the door 

And sure enough there was an envelope with my name on the floor 

"Nobody loves you more than me carino" is what the letter said 

"By the time you get to read this, I'll probably be dead 

But when you left in '97 a part of me went to Heaven 

I thank God at least I got to know what love really was 

But it hurt me, to see what true love really does 

'Cause even though we never made love, you were all that there was 

It was because I loved you so much that I had to make you leave 

You made me doubt the way I thought, you made me want to believe 

And then I slipped up, and I let you get close to me 

It was hard to not be openly when people spoke to me 

This was not the way I thought my life was supposed to be 

Baby don't you see, I had a blood transfusion that left me with HIV 

Hoped the end exists for me since late in 1993 

I died a virgin, I wish I could've given myself to you 

I cried in the hospital because there was no one else but you 

Promise that you'll meet me in paradise inevitably 

No matter what, I'll keep your love forever with me" 

What happened for the rest of the day is still a blur 

But I remember wishing that I was dead, instead of her 

She was buried on August 3rd 

The story ends without a sequel 

And now you know why Technique, don't fucking fall in love with people 

Hold the person that you love closely if they're next to you 

The one you love, not the person that'll simply have sex with you 

Appreciate them to the fullest extent, and then beyond 

'Cause you never really know what you got, until it's gone