Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Heart Gently Weeps, artist - Wu-Tang Clan.
Date of issue: 10.12.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Heart Gently Weeps |
Shh, shh, shh, shh |
Wu, Wu, Tang, Tang |
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 |
Snowy night, fiends basing |
A raisin in the sun was amazing |
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 boo' |
He violent, an Island nigga with the talent |
Of six killas who just came home, from straight wildin' |
Robbin everything in Macy’s, Lacy, short haircut |
With long arms, who fuck niggas, got four babies |
Yvette jabbed her, slapped her wig off, ran in the crib |
She did the dumb shit, my nigga done 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 A-trainers |
Who got reluct', think fast and blast for Beamers |
Yeah, yo, I brought my bitch out to Pathmark, she’s pushin the cart |
Headed to aisle four, damn, I got milk on my Clark’s |
That’s what I get, not focusin from hittin that bark |
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 holding 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 |
That bitch is crazy |
And, uh, she brought her baby |
She knew I had the murders a smack, it killed her man though |
Now I got his fuckin' nephew grippin' his gat |
You’s a bitch |
You better kill me |
You know you booty |
You pulled your toolie out on me |
Motherfucker! |
First thought was to snatch the ratchet |
Said fuck it and fuckin grabbed it |
I ducked, he bucked twice, this nigga was fuckin laughin |
I wrestled him to the ground, tustle, scuffle, constantly kicked him |
He wouldn’t let go the joint, so I fuckin bit him |
Shots was whizzin, hittin Clorox bottles |
Customers screamin, then the faggot 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» |
I don’t know why nobody told you |
Man’s not supposed to cry |
Though we’re just babies, and it’s so crazy |
How tears of joy bring so much life |
Yo, ayo, yo, yo |
You on your way to the store? |
Nigga grab me a Dutch |
I’m mad as fuck, my dude |
My count was short when I was baggin it up |
Now I need liquor, nigga pass me a cup |
What’s up with Officer Brown? |
The other day, he tried to shackle me up |
He killed Kase, and now, he hassling us |
This motherfucker got balls |
Even the gall to try and patting me up |
Time to re-up, let these niggas know we back on the block |
With three hundred off a G-pack, crack in the spot |
I don’t know why nobody told you |
A man’s not supposed to cry |
Though we’re just babies, and it’s so crazy |
How tears of joy bring so much life |
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 |