| Shh, shh, shh, shh
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| Wu, Wu, Tang, Tang
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| The joy the flowers bring me
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| The pain still has me sinking
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| All while my heart gently weeps
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| Your smile has got me shrinking
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| The tears in your eyes are twinkling
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| Because the heart gently weeps
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| Snowy night, fiends basing
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| A raisin in the sun was amazing
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| The joint on the dresser, a gauge went off
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| Jumped up, fish tank, it fell, and they stuck
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| They shot her cousin LaVon, he owed a buck
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| Willie was awful, pulled out the ratchet, let off two
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| Grits fell on his leg, Kiana ripped the cold boo'
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| He violent, an Island nigga with the talent
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| Of six killas who just came home, from straight wildin'
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| Robbin everything in Macy’s, Lacy, short haircut
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| With long arms, who fuck niggas, got four babies
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| Yvette jabbed her, slapped her wig off, ran in the crib
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| She did the dumb shit, my nigga done clapped her
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| Lester, smoked Chester sister Vest, I heard it was a mess
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| They ripped the apple out her throat, blessed her
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| Hungry hyenas from Medina, all A-trainers
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| Who got reluct', think fast and blast for Beamers
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| Yeah, yo, I brought my bitch out to Pathmark, she’s pushin the cart
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| Headed to aisle four, damn, I got milk on my Clark’s
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| That’s what I get, not focusin from hittin that bark
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| My mouth dried, need plenty water quick, I feel like a shark
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| In the aisle, bustin them paper towels and wipin my Wally’s down
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| I stood up to face a barrel, he’s holding a shiny pound
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| It’s him, he want revenge, I murdered his Uncle Tim
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| I sold him a bag of dope, his wife came and copped again
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| That bitch is crazy
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| And, uh, she brought her baby
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| She knew I had the murders a smack, it killed her man though
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| Now I got his fuckin' nephew grippin' his gat
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| You’s a bitch
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| You better kill me
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| You know you booty
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| You pulled your toolie out on me
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| Motherfucker!
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| First thought was to snatch the ratchet
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| Said fuck it and fuckin grabbed it
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| I ducked, he bucked twice, this nigga was fuckin laughin
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| I wrestled him to the ground, tustle, scuffle, constantly kicked him
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| He wouldn’t let go the joint, so I fuckin bit him
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| Shots was whizzin, hittin Clorox bottles
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| Customers screamin, then the faggot ran out of hollows
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| I had to show him what it’s all about
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| Next thing you read in the paper:
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| «A man who came to kill gets knocked out»
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| I don’t know why nobody told you
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| Man’s not supposed to cry
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| Though we’re just babies, and it’s so crazy
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| How tears of joy bring so much life
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| Yo, ayo, yo, yo
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| You on your way to the store? |
| Nigga grab me a Dutch
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| I’m mad as fuck, my dude
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| My count was short when I was baggin it up
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| Now I need liquor, nigga pass me a cup
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| What’s up with Officer Brown?
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| The other day, he tried to shackle me up
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| He killed Kase, and now, he hassling us
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| This motherfucker got balls
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| Even the gall to try and patting me up
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| Time to re-up, let these niggas know we back on the block
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| With three hundred off a G-pack, crack in the spot
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| I don’t know why nobody told you
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| A man’s not supposed to cry
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| Though we’re just babies, and it’s so crazy
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| How tears of joy bring so much life
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| The joy the flowers bring me
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| The pain still has me sinking
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| All while my heart gently weeps
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| Your smile has got me shrinking
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| The tears in your eyes are twinkling
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| Because the heart gently weeps |