So the story is there was a kid named Billy and there was crime in the neighborhood so he wanted respect for gangsters so he did many bad crimes but to prove if he was serious or not at 3 AM they put a rag on a woman’s face and they took her to a rooftop and they hit her so bad then R’ed her and when they took off the rag Billy realized it was his mother and jumped off the roof of the building And jumped off and died
This real music im 28 & everybody i know listen to all these new gen trad music i into oldies 70s 80s 90s music rock i listen to indie to like mr strayberry man & dope lemon anyways happy im going to oass good music to my kids
This song has stayed with me and still gives me the same chills as when I first heard it. I can’t help but twist my face in disgust at the ending. Every. Single. Time. Even though I know the ending it’s still makes me tense up.
Lyrics: [Verse 1: Immortal Technique] She was on her way to becomin' 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 is 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 niggas always talkin' 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 tryin' 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 regretted the long list of niggas that they let hit it And no one ever gave them shit except McDonald's and did-dick Smokin' weed, with thoughts of envy whenever they lit it She spoke intelligently and they bit it, always tryin' 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 MAVI 'the giver' (Live Performance) | Genius Open Mic [Hook: Jean Grae] Don't you know that time waits for no man? My 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 between you and I And if I had the chance again, I'd never let you go Hold tight to your love, ‘cause you never know [Verse 2: Immortal Technique] 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 tryin' 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 keepin' it real Perfectly honest and complete She would always call me "cariño" and never Technique Bought me a new book to read every two or three weeks Forever changin' 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 Bronx Zoo Museo del 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, facin' my fears But honey's only response was a face full of tears She could only sob hysterically, holdin' 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: Jean Grae] Don't you know that time waits for no man? My 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 between you and I And if I had the chance again, I'd never let you go Hold tight to your love, ‘cause you never know [Verse 3: Immortal Technique] 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, intact 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 niggas would catch me thinkin', outta my zone Fuckin' lots of different women, but I still felt alone Relatively well-known around the New York underground But I kept thinkin' 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 somethin' 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: Jean Grae] Don't you know that time waits for no man? My 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 between you and I And if I had the chance again, I'd never let you go Hold tight to your love, ‘cause you never know [Verse 4: Immortal Technique] She told me that there was a note, for me, that was left behind And she had left it there waitin' for such a long time I was inclined to ask about it, but she brought it up first I saw a tear swellin' up in her eye, and then she cursed She told me where the letter was, and I started thinkin' 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, cariño," 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 Hope didn't exist 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 wishin' 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 fuckin' 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
