Lost Ones..

Anybody that knows me would tell you that this is prolly one of my favorite Jay-z songs, I can't really explain why, it just explains how people will turn on you when things get rough or when time changes, and blame you for things it's really them. Everybody changes, with time comes change. Great song, I love it....



I don't think it's meant to be, be
for she loves her work more than she does me
And honestly, at twenty-three
I would probably love my work more than I did she
So we, ain't we
It's me, and her
'Cause what she prefers over me, is work
And that's, where we, differ
So I have to give her
Free, time, even if it hurts
So breathe, mami, it's deserved
You've been put on this earth to be
All you can be, like the reserves
And me? My time in this army, it's served
So I have to allow she, her, time to serve
The time's now for her
The time she'll mature
And maybe we, can be, we, again like we were
Finally, my time's too short to share
And to ask her now, it ain't fair
So yeah, she lost one.....