It's the P-L-A -N-E-T R-O-C-K. Kweli, B-K S E-L A- V I. You could tell I be Hell a free like college radio. W Q H T gonna play me though. This hot shit is to fly like the cockpit.
You look just like her but you don't fool me. 'Cause I know her sweet love was more than a dream. How did I miss it when you took her place?. There's not a trace of her love on your face.