(Verse One)
I used to have this girl,
I wanted to give the world,
But i was paranoid,
Because i stole her from this boy,
We tried to make it work,
for whatever that it was worth,
it wasn't right from the start,
so i ended up breakin' my own heart,

Well it was somethin' like that but it was different,
my sister told me to sit up and listen, but i didn't,
my brother told me to live for the moment and be pimpin,
and "give them the cold shoulder after strokin' in the kitten,
a little manipulation, then they're open for submission,
after the penetration she will be forever vacant,
and so will you; but then she will begin the chasin'
whenever you move she will be forever adjacent,
blockin' them other women from bein' up in ya face and,
tellin them dudes to keep it movin'!" she wasn't playin',
you can do what you wanna with no if ands or no maybes",
"everything will be cool" she said, "it will be all gravy,
i will play my role as long as you don't try and play me,
not sure if it shows, but boo i do love you greatly,
so if you go or do me wrong, my heart will be aching,
so don't try to sleep on me 'cause i am not lazy.
But see i have been known to be a bit crazy,
if you do it first i'll be a different person you'll be facing,
nothing equals the hurt so i'll take your shirts and then i'll place 'em
first in bleach detergent and then go burn them up in the basment!"
i said: "you'll do what? you'll take my shirts and then you'll place 'em, first in bleach detergent and then go burn them up in the basement?"
she said: "I will only go further, that is, if you make me,
so please don't make me,
cause you are my baby..."

(Verse Two)
So now the story ends,
and another one begins,
of a self broken heart,
that i could've prevented from the start,
but now i gotta mend,
i thought that i was on,
Damn, where the hell did i go wrong?,
Until i figure it i'll be rappin' this song:
"i guess you never know what you got til' it's gone"

(i used to have this girl)
(i wanted to give the world)
(but i was paranoid)
i say: "i guess you never know what you got til' it's gone"
(i used to have this girl)
(i wanted to give the world)
(but i was paranoid)
i say: "i guess you never know what you got til' it's gone"
Gone,
well maybe that's true,
if she would've stuck around would i be the same dude?,
Would i be mature or would i be rude?
the latter of the 2; well that is what i choose,
but you see it was she that i had to lose,
i may have lost forever, but i pray it ain't the truth,
if it's not the truth, then it'll be a blessing,
but if it is the truth then fellas listen it's a lesson,
a lesson, a part of this confession,
i'm going to explain so let me take a breath in...
because she was no longer tolerating my actions,
and took her love away from outta reach from my grasping,
she allowed maturity to happen faster,
by administering some disciplinarian actions,
i was no longer able to act an ass and,
receive abundance of love to have and ration...
but i used to..
(i used to have this girl)
(i wanted to give the world)
(but i was paranoid)
i guess you never know what you got til' it's gone
(i used to have this girl)
(i wanted to give the world)
(but i was paranoid)
i guess you never know what you got til' it's gone
(i used to have this girl)
(i wanted to give the world)
(but i was paranoid)
i guess you never know what you got til' it's gone
(i used to have this girl)
(i wanted to give the world)
i guess you never know what you got til' it's gone
(i used to have this girl)
(i wanted to give the world)
i guess you never know what you got til' it's gone
(Beatboxing begins)
i guess you never know what you got til' it's gone

i guess you never know what you got til' it's gone

i guess you never know what you got til' it's gone...