Soon You'll Understand
JAY-Z Lyrics

Mmm, you don't understand now be..cause you're cryin, and you hurt
You may not comprehend now as you are in pain and sorrow.

You'll understand soon enough.. soon enough
You will understand in due time.

Let him hold you, let him touch you Soon you'll un-der-stand
Allow him to embrace and touch you, then you will comprehend things as they are.

You're my best friend's sister, grown woman and all But you see how I am around girls; I ruin 'em all Plus your mom call me son, around you since I was small Shit I watched you matur, nah, this ain't right But still when your boyfriend ditched you, life's a bitch you cried Over my right shoulder I told you to wipe your eyes Take your time when you likin a guy Cause if he sense that your feelings too intense, it's pimp or die I bought you earrings on your birthday Drove you to college your first day It must be sad, though it hurts to say We could never be a item, don't even like him You deserve better - this is ugly; Gina, please don't love me There's better guys out there other than me {You need a lawyer or a doctor or somebody like that you know} Like a lawyer or a doctor with a Ph.D Think of how upset your mother and brother would be If they found that you was huggin me My conscience is fuckin with me
You are my friend's sister whom I have known since childhood. Although we share a close bond, we cannot be together. You are going through a heartbreak and I offer you comfort, but I caution you to take it easy when it comes to love, or risk being exploited. I remind you of all the help I gave you in the past, but we cannot be an item, and you should seek better options than me to avoid upsetting your family.

Man, I look in the eyes of a, This, a kid that stole life and me together, We're tryin, really tryin to make it work I'm young, and I ain't ready, and I told you
I see the child that brought us together, and we are struggling to make it work. Although I am young and not ready, I have warned you about my commitment issues.

It ain't like, I ain't tell you from day one, I ain't shit When it comes to relationships, I don't have the patience Now it's too late, we got a little life together And in my mind, I really want you to be my wife forever But in the physical, it's like I'ma be trife forever A different girl every night forever; Told you to leave But you're stubborn and you love him and, No matter what despite all the fuckin and the cheatin, You still won't leave him, now you're grievin And I feel bad, believe me But I'm young and I ain't ready, and this ain't easy Wasn't fair to tell you to wait, so I told you to skate You chose not to, now look at the shit we gotta go through Doin a fight, throw in a fuss, you the mother of my baby I don't want you to hate me, this is about us Rather me; I ain't ready to be what you want me to be Because I love you, I want you to leave, please
Since day one, I have admitted that I am not any good in relationships. Even though I envision being with you forever, my actions show that I will be unfaithful. I have begged you to leave, but you love him too much to do so. Now, we have a child together, and I do not want to upset our family. But I am not ready to be what you want me to be, and I urge you to leave for your own sake.

Mm, listen ma I mean, I seen you workin two or three jobs Daddy left, I I thought I was makin things better I made it worse
Mom, I feel bad for making things worse for you. Although I thought I could improve things after dad left, seeing you work two or three jobs just makes me feel guilty.

Dear ma, I'm in the cell, lonely as hell Writin this scribe, thinkin bout how you must feel inside You tried to teach me better, but I refused to grow God damn I ain't the young man that you used to know You said the street claim lives, but I wanted things like Bling bling ice I was wrong in hindsight Shit we grew apart, try to blame it on your new spouse I know it hurt like hell the day you kicked me out But your house is your house, I ain't respect the rules I brought crack past your door, beefed with rival crews And who wants to be the mother of a son who sold drugs Co-workers saw me on the corner slingin Larry Love Meanwhile, you workin hard like, two or three jobs Tryin to feed me and my siblings, makin an honest livin Who am I kiddin I, call myself easin the load I made the load heavy, I need money for commissary Try to understand, please
Mom, I am writing to you from prison, where I am lonely and thinking about the pain I caused you. You tried to teach me right from wrong, but I did not listen and now I am paying the price. I regret my misguided priorities and the hurt I caused you when I was kicked out. I disrespected you and brought drugs to our doorstep, risking our family's safety. You worked hard to provide for us, often taking on two or three jobs, yet I brought nothing but trouble. I am now dependent on your help to get by, and I appeal to your understanding and forgiveness.

Let him hold you, let him touch you Soon you'll un-der-stand Let him hold you, let him touch you Soon you'll un-der-stand Let him hold you, let him touch you Soon you'll un-der-stand Let him hold you, let him touch you Soon you'll un-der-stand
Let him offer you comfort through his embrace and touch, and soon you will come to see the clarity of your situation.