21245, here my dear Posted by fire, Wed Sep-27-00 06:14 AM
tariq,
my love, i know that you've been waiting for me to figure out the coded love letter that you so eloquently wrote just for me on your band’s last album, but over the last year or so my family proceeded to have me banished away in a hospital here in south jersey. they said that i was putting my self at risk on several occasions but ...you and i both know that our love cannot be contained between us. I love the way you’re growing your hair for me baby. and I love the way you’re album title is reminiscent of the way you would say that I had the “Master Piece”. no one could fathom the way you love me. not even you. baby, i know when you came to visit me during those times that they said "no visitors" but you could've done a little bit more in your pursuit of the love that burns inside of you for me. you didn't name me fire for nothing right? anyway i know that those words that you serenaded to me & had the wonderful erykah badu pronounce to me (TARIQ, YOU'RE NOT SLEEPING WITH HER ARE YOU?!) are heartfelt and love filled. my love if i don't see you soon surely i will go mad! (are you gonna tour?) i need you here ....you don't want me to have to meet you in the netherworld do you? if i don't receive a phone call soon i won't be able to bear this burden.
i have replied knowingly to your love call, I know how it is baby, see you soon
If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or what club I went to with my homies baby don't worry you know that you got me (I’m not worried, we were made for each other, you’ll know this soon enough, thank you for caring what I think so many times my family doesn’t understand me but I keep telling them that you’re my root and all….families suck….maybe they need to go away, for good…..)
Somebody told me that this planet was small we use to live in the same building on the same floor and never met before (I wish I knew you growing up fire) until I'm overseas on tour and peep this ethiopian queen from philly taking classes abroad ( I know you mean you want me to move to philly & be your queen) she studying film and photo flash focus record said she workin on a flick and could my click do the score (symbolism: I know you want me to do a song with you, right?) she said she loved my show in paris at Elysee Montmartre and that I stepped off the stage and took a piece of her heart (you want to take me to paris on our honeymoon, how romantic……) we knew from the start that things fall apart, intentions shatter (I didn’t want to go to the hospital for so long, but that jacket they gave me allowed me no mobility. u know I love u tariq I didn’t intend to shatter your intentions) she like that shit don't matter when I get home get at her through letter, phone, whatever let's link, let's get together (I read somewhere that you’re in new york recording. I’m catching the 6:00 bus into port authority on thursday, greyhound, make sure you pick me up on time, okay baby?) shit you think not, think the Thought went home and forgot time passed, we back in philly now she up in my spa (uh, who? I haven’t seen your spa, TARIQ ARE U SEEING SOMEONE?!) tellin me the things I'm tellin her is makin her hot (whew, oh you must be fantasizing that I’m in your spa, I’m sorry baby I know that all the hot references, refer to me…..) startin buildin with her constantly round the clock now she in my world like hip-hop and keep tellin me
Yo, I'm the type that's always catchin a flight and sometimes I gotta be out at the height of the night and that's when she flip and get on some 'ol
(although she did a good job filling in for me, I don’t think that she did as good a job as I would have. I must say that her sentiments mirror mine, exactly…..wait a minute…..TARIQ, ARE YOU SLEEPING WITH HER?!…..i’m sorry, I keep forgetting that the only reason you let her do the verse is because of my “sickness”. not to worry. we have eternity to do our music together) Another lonely night seems like I'm on the side you only loving your mic I know you gotta get that paper daddy keep that shit tight but yo I need some sort of love in my life, you dig me while politicin with my sister from new york city she said she know this ball player and he think I'm pretty Psych, I'm playin boo, you know it's just wit you I'm stayin boo and when cats be poppin game I don't hear what they sayin boo when you out there in the world, I'm still your girl with all my classes I don't have the time for life's thrills so when you sweatin on stage think of me when you rhyme and don't be listenin to your homies they be leavin you blind
Yeah, so what you sayin I can trust you? Is you crazy, you my king for real But sometimes relationships get ill No doubt
(this is everything we mean to each other, every time I think of you we have this conversation. you know me so well)
If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or what club I went to with my homies baby don't worry you know that you got me
Thet snake could be that chick (my mother who kept me away from you) and that rat could be that cool cat (that security guard that kept putting the needle in my arm) that's whispering "she tryin to play you for the fool Black" if something's on your chest then let it be known (stop talking about my body, you’re making me blush!) see I'm not your every five minutes all on the phone (I know that’s why you haven’t called me yet…I understand daddy) and on the topic of trust, it's just a matter of fact that people bite back and fracture what's intact and they'll forever be I ain't on some "oh I'm a celebrity" I deal with the real so if it's artificial let it be (well, I did get a weave last week, but you love me so it’s okay) I've seen people caught in love like whirlwinds listening to they squads and listening to girlfriends (I’ll kill all my girlfriends if you want me to) that's exactly the point where they whole world ends lies come in, that's where that drama begins, she like
Here's the fire take a chew-stevie wonder
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