Blinded Songtext / Lyric

Love... I guess that's where it's at.

Where everything's at

They say to have loved and lost

Is better than to have never loved at all

Huh... people that say that

Just don't know what it is, to lose love

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways...

I love thee, to the death and breath and hype my soul can reach



Yo... yeah... to my fairytales of life, baby, yo






Yo, I met her at 13, chocolate queen

Beauty mark, left side of her cheek, Vasoline

When she used to kiss me, hair and bone turned her neck green

Promised fool's gold, but everybody plays one

I fucked her on her ass, quilt, made the pussy tilt

She be the queen in the throne, in the castle I built

She stay fresh in school like Southern queens

And never bumped a triple cheese on my triple beams

Liquid streams, when I blast in the guts

What's next? Vegas trips and the finest cologne

I Think Differently, so share don't even get up off the throne

If she was home, my comb of hair will dive into the womb

Lotion come through late one night, but never shown

I got blowed, paranoid, and stripped the globe

My man's say she in Murray Hill, sick off that blow

It hit me like a bullet, spinning shrapnel

When my backbone gone, say peace to the admiral, I love you



Word up, I love you, queen

And never will I feel this much pressure on my spleen

I run it again just like the track star

And never see the road so long, for so far, when I'm blinded...



Yo, yo, I knew her from apartment 3B, a Queen Bee

Her eyes shine like Sun on the Arabian Sea

When she used to talk, clouds parted for the blue skies

Told me one night, her only wish was to rise

I smashed it after eight weeks, made the yank' leak

She be the queen with the crown of the kingdom's I cease

She stay alone, at home, the city screams

And never did she part the sea, without proper means

Opera screams, when I stroke too deep

Next year we'll be sleeping, a hammock on the beach

Baby grand piano notes, bouncing off your dinner plates

If she was here, I'd brush her hair, kiss her neck on the side

Nobody said an apron, ass shaking, when she ride

Told me I'm more than gold, but felt worth less than dye

Created a fly, through life, fast as handglide

Found the last note she wrote, on the way to paradise

Precise, it hit me like a drill filled target

When the well dehydrates, say peace to the sergeant, I love you...