Until It's Gone (w/ Kurt Loving)

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This is the story of a guy who let the "love of his life" go for no reason at all. Later, he finds that his old girl is in a relationship with an abusive A-hole that carries a bad reputation. This is a part 1 to the story. And Kurt Loving's back, fresh off of swallowing some gravel.


Verse 1:
So, you got you a new man now. Guess I’m not part of the plan now.
Got your friends telling you, you’re better off, you’re in a better place, but I can’t understand how.
Stick around for a little while. You’ll find he’s a mutherfucking son of a bitch.
Whoops, forgot to add, when my foul mouth twitch, shit here ain’t suitable for kids.
I knew that fella in college, getting girls drunk and damn near raping.
Pulling trains on ‘em with the fellas, high fiving each other and videotaping.
Ask him about it. Bet he’s still got it, evidence, exhibit DVD.
See his proud moment on the TV. Watch the making of an STD.
And that ain’t even the half. Dude was a bully, partying on the ave.
He always claimed to do two things; drink some beer and kick some ass.
Well, the keg ran dry every time and the DJ played that chin music song.
Will your man admit, he beat a fat lip and tears out of a pacifist that looked at him wrong?
He made a habit of it. Well, fuck it. When I see him again, we’ll do lunch and I’ma make him love it.
He’ll have the knuckle sandwich with karma sauce and a side of gut punching.
Thanks for the ticket. The dude is upchucking. Sir, here’s your tip and it’s that I’m not bluffing.
Revenge is served with the ice veins pumping. Now he got the fat lip. It must count for something.
‘Cause I’m still willing to fight for you. But, he just got caught with a right for you.
So, now he’s spinning a pity party where I’m the bad guy and he’s the shiny armored knight for you.
He ain’t right for you. Already got you paying his way and I’ll bet he leaves you on the day that you’re buried in debt.
He’s pimping your kindness for weakness, parasitic biditch or maybe a marionette.
And you ain’t even like the same chick, ‘cause you don’t even like the same shit.
You need to stand up for yourself and slap the curtains off this fake “wonderful” Wiz-prick.
Well, I’m a ghost now and he’s eating your breakfast toast now.
And I’ma go broke just trying to buy back the time spent holding you close now.
Chorus: (Kurt Loving)
You don’t know, what you got, until it’s not there.
You don’t know, what you got, until it’s not there. Yeah!
You don’t know, what you got, until it’s not there.
Until you let, let it go, or it’s taken away from you.
Verse 2:
This ain’t one of those, “if I can’t have you, nobody can” scenarios.
But, I know you better and I know that saints are rare, but none are comparing though.
I saw you as my queen, but I guess I didn’t make that shit clear.
I tried to break it off clean, I was young and dumb mixed with a little bit of fear.
I was low on religious currency and there would’ve been hell to pay, if I just would’ve stayed.
Now you may, forever be known as the one that got away.
And I’m the one that let you go. Things were too good to be true so I broke off that arrow.
Now I know I made a Titanic mistake, but I still float out here on this escape boat.
Well, I tell you, we may be done, but you got to see for your sake, he’s not the one, either.
Just take a fresh breather and separate yourself from that unsecured gun.
You know he’s cheated before and you know how that old saying goes.
And going out with your girls ain’t hardly worth those psycho fits he throws.
As it happens, it’s hard to see. Your locked up spirit used to be so free.
A night on the town is a guilt trip bound to require temporary release.
Well, let me pay you a conjugal visit and then we can get this
Relationship back into business and forget this period of mental sickness.
Don’t make this another one of them songs where somebody dies or gets the shaft
In the end, the hero gets the girl with perseverance that doesn’t break or bend.
So, tell your little friend to keep his violent temper ‘cause you don’t have to take it.
And if he so much as raises one hand, I’ma have to break it.
Let him know that his chains are weak. His charm and mystique are tongue and cheek.
Let him know, he needs a new technique to focus on the physique and tame a freak.
And when he realize he can’t have it, let him know I feel for him damn it
‘Cause I’ve been there. I won’t take for granted the brightest star to walk the planet.
Chorus Repeat


from Talkin' Story, released October 14, 2016
Produced by aeon grey.
Additional bass by J8.



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