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wyclef jean - the heart gently weeps كلمات الأغنية

(feat. dhani harrison, erykah badu, john frusciante)

[ghostface – whispering]
shh, shh, shh, shh, wu, wu, tang, tang

[chorus: erykah badu]
the joy the flowers bring me
the pain still has me sinking
all while my heart gently weeps
your smile has got me shrinking
the tears in your eyes are twinkling
because the heart gently weeps

[raekwon the chef]
snowy night, fiends basin, a raisin in the sun was
amazin
the joint on the dresser, a gauge went off
jumped up, fish tank, it fell, and they stuck
they shot her cousin lavon, he owed a buck
willie was awful, pulled out the ratchet, let off two
grits fell on his leg, kiana ripped the cold bowl
he violent, an island n-gg- with the talent
of six killas who just came home, from straight whylin
robbin everything in macy’s, lacy, short haircut
with long arms who f-ck n-gg-z, got four babies
yvette jabbed her, slapped her wig off, ran in the crib
she did the dumb sh-t, my n-gg- then clapped her
lester, smoked chester sister vest, i heard it was a
mess
they ripped the apple out her throat, blessed her
hungry hyenas from medina, all eight trainers
who got reluct’, think fast and blast from beamers

[ghostface killah]
yeah, yo
i brought my b-tch out to pathmark, she’s pushin the
cart
headed to aisle four, d-mn i got milk on my clark’s
that’s what i get, not focusin from hittin that bar
my mouth dried, need plenty water quick, i feel like a
shark
in the aisle bustin them paper towels and wipin my
wally’s down
i stood up to face a barrel, he’s holdin a shiny pound
it’s him, he want revenge, i murdered his uncle tim
i sold him a bag of dope, his wife came and copped
again
[singing] that b-tch is crazyyyyy
and uh, she brought her babyyyyy
she knew i hard the murders, a smack
it killed her man though, now i got his f-ckin nephew
grippin his gat
you’s a b-tch – [singing] you better kill meeeee
you know you’re bootyyyyyy
you pulled your toolie, out on meeeee… motherf-cker
first thought was to sn-tch the ratchet
said f-ck it and f-ckin grabbed it
i ducked, he bucked twice, this n-gg- was f-ckin
laughin
i wrestled him to the ground, tustle, scuffle,
constantly kicked him
he wouldn’t let go the joint, so i f-ckin bit him
shots was whizzin, hittin clorox bottles
customers screamin, then the f-ggot ran out of hollows
i had to show him what it’s all about
next thing you read in the paper, “a man who came to
kill gets knocked out”

[interlude: erykah badu]
i don’t know whyyy-hy-hyyyy, n-body told you
man’s not supposed to cry…
though we’re just babies, and you’re so crazy
how tears of joy bring so much life

[method man]
yo, aiyyo yo yo
you on your way to the store n-gg- grab me a dutch, i’m
mad as f-ck
my dude, my count was short when i was baggin it up
now i need liquor, n-gg- p-ss me a cup
what’s up with officer brown? the other day he tried to
shackle me up
he killed kase and now he h-sslin us
this motherf-cker got b-lls, even the gall to try and
pattin me up
time to re-up, let these n-gg-z know we back on the
block
with three hundred off a g-pack, crack in the spot

[interlude]

[chorus]

- wyclef jean

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