[Hook]

I'm leaving, on a jet plane

I don't know if I'll be back again

Kiss me and smile for me

Tell me that you'll wait for me

Hold me, like you know I'll never go

Even though you know I will

I'm a travelling man

Moving through places

Space and time

Got a lot of things I got to do

But God willing I'm coming back to you

My baby-boo

I'm a travelling man

Moving through places

Space and time

Gotta lotta things I got to do

But God willing I'm coming back to you

My baby-boo

I'm leaving

[Verse 1: Yasiin Bey]

Well go'head and leave

The call heard around the world from the wives of MCs

These cats is paying more than half a pound

My garment bag'll snatch it down

Ain't got the skate, but we can probably run it back in town

Scenarios like this is tear jerkers

For the modern emcee, ie. the blue collar worker

Cause this thing called rhyming, no different from coal mining

We both on assignment, to unearth the diamond

While you start climbing in 'em, I start shining

You be struggling and striving

And they think you prime timing

Maintain and keep silent

Make note and observation

This confrontation

This is the daily operation

My concentration

Stay focused on my recitation

Bout to reach my destination

With no pause or hesitation

Baby make the preparation

Cause this ain't no recreation

This is pro-ball

And we lettin' you know y'all

At the show y'all

Doing this for dough y'all

Get the phone call

And I'm ready to blow y'all

Bout to go y'all

Been a pleasure to know y'all (know y'all, know y'all)

And I'm lettin' you know