(Verse 1: MICjordan)
Conversations cause consternation
concentrating on all of my statements and each comment, hating
how everything gets lost in translation like improper conjugations
Merde, je pouvais parler en francais
c'est etranger, mais meme si c'est fou, je vais rester
though all words seem to twist, avant qu'elle entend--
c'est porquoi elle ne me comprend pas, vraiment!
Wishing I could spend a day with Mom, I could use her advice,
no matter how much I pray on the situation, the strife
increases, confuses, it's ruthless, this weight in my life
just trying to say shit right!
phone calls, letters, whatever,
nothing ever seems to penetrate!
Our relationship disintegrates, we're coming apart,
derailed like a bus crash with a BART
both mad, thinking "look at what you've done with my heart!"
It's stunning, what starts
as loving friendship crumbles when expectations come in,
stunting communication. Fuck this minefield,
my mind feels it's best to say nothing, just try and deal
with the distance but over time my resistance yields
'til I slipped and fell out of love... so why do I miss her still?
credits
from Follow My Lead,
released July 10, 2012
Produced by Akili Beats
Lyrics: J. Beasley
Recorded by MICjordan at Metroplex, Sacramento, CA
Mixed and mastered by Pete Space at SoundCap Audio, Sacramento, CA
Poor's incredible full-length LP, featuring production by Lee Bannon, Sour Beats, and more! One of the best hip hop albums of 2010, period. Tribe Of Levi