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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


**** the horse and carriage ****, 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 ****** 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 ****, and deny to everyone that they did it


'Cause they regretted the long list of ****** that they let hit it


And no one ever gave them **** 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











[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 ***** 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 Bronx Zoo


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 ****** would catch me thinkin', out of my zone


******' 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 **** 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 ******* 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

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