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Dont Cry Dry Your Eyes - текст песни



Don't Cry Dry Your Eyes


[(Wyclef) Lauryn in parentheses]


Yes, Refugee Camp (Yeah, Yeah Refugee Camp unh! Ahh!)


Yo...It never stops, what?!


We comin' back! (Murder dat buoy!)


Ninety seven to two thousand, check it! (Ha! Ha! La!)




[Wyclef]


Jericho sound...


No Woman No Cry (We 'bout to set it!)


Yes! Yes! (We 'bout to set it!)


Yo! We 'bout to set it! (L-Boogie, yes yo, what?!)


We 'bout to set it! (We'bout to set it!)


Yes! We 'bout to set it! (We 'bout to set it!)




[Lauryn "L-Boogie" Hill - Verse One]


Yo, L won't take the mark though I swim with sharks


I make the dark see the light


Board the ark for forty nights


Times reveal a broken seal, like a (pause) fiend steal


You for fake, I'm for real, like Jesus Christ's last meal


You make deals with devils


The soul descends infinite levels


Pray to God I see the next, rescripture in Holy text ( тексты песен на ficd.ru ) then


ask to be forgiven for premarital sex


In the same breath I speak with death about the times


and how many joined his army over bullshit rhymes


You see L change the topic, clear as fiber-optics


Make talk about your clothes become microscopic decisions


Young bitches in prison, messing 'round with that life


Thug, drug dealer wife


Consequence cut like a knife, then we learned that


only Jah and God can protect


You know the story, housing projects is purgatory


So, teach the youths they got more rights than Miranda


Tell 'em this whole shit is propaganda! Word!




[Wyclef]


Yo, sound system, you know what I'm sayin'?!


Jericho Sound...System!


Turn up your sound...Systems!




[Wyclef - Verse Two]


Yo, here he comes down the road


A black Maserati, what up Raheem? (Whatup?! Whatup?! Whatup?!)


He never fought unless necessary


You shot at? He shot back


The whole block felt the bang


Last man to fight with his fists his name was Jackie Chan


Not Charles Brownson


Once you hear the whistle, even Grandmas is stackin' up on old wooden pistols


Nobody's thinking by the time you're done blinking


Cold freezer, so your body won't be stinkin'


Read the will, he left the bills for his daughter Soleil


Last words written just before he got killed


Woman cry (Crying)


Why wasn't I the one?


Not knowing, the omen was her son DAMIEN! [Demonic voice in background]


Father forgive 'em, for they know not what they done


Their meaning of fun is who can draw the quicker gun


Easy with the fizi


Second rate the violence


Those who disagree hear your ashes blow in silence!




[Wyclef]


Yo! Turn up your sound system!


This is the Refugee Camp!


Jericho Sound System!


Know what I'm sayin'?!


Te Bass production!


Refugee Camp collaboration!


Turn up your sound system!


Come on! Turn up your boom system!


This is how we do, turn it up, come on!




[Verse Three: Prakazrel "Pras"]


From the heart of Kingston, to the streets of Brooklyn-Marcy


All the way to the highest peak of any frequency, unhh!


Illegal aliens, them all run invasions


Broadcasting all over your radio stations (Radio station!) [Lauryn]


Mathematics, lead me to believe


there's mysteries in numbers


Lightning and thunder


Enough, ribbons in the sky (Ribbon In The Sky!)


To make Stevie Wonder


and man it works, to say I come from down under (Come from down under!)


The wiz kid got no ride


You frontin' at the bar (You frontin' at the bar!)


You ain't a star


You rolled up in somebody else's car (You rolled up in somebody else's car!)


You know the deal! BMW, Black Man Walking, came home your


Timberlands was talkin'! (Uh huh)


(Addressing Jeru) Niggas jealous 'cause the truth I said in Zealots


Well let me tell it...Without Premier you couldn't sell it!!!




[Lauryn]


Murder dat buoy!!!




[outro: Wyclef]


We 'bout to set it, Yes! Yes!


Jericho Sound!


L-Boogie you know what I'm sayin?


We gonna come like Star Wars, you know what I'm saying?


We 'bout to set it!


Nineteen ninety seven to the year two thousand and one!


Ichi-Bang! Even in Japan!


Yo, L you know the flavor!


Battle star galactical!


Who wanna battle?! Battle star galactical!


Come on! You know the flavor!


Jericho Allstars


(Something in Creole)


You know what I'm saying? You know, like the V


Remember V, the old show we used to watch that?


Yo...You know what I mean?! We 'bout to set it!


Know what I'm sayin'! We 'bout to take y'all, you know what I'm sayin'?!


Remember Mork & Mindy? We used to sit back, Happy Days


you know what I'm saying? We 'bout to set it, but yo!


Kids ain't playin' that no more, know what I'm sayin'?


Niggas packin' pistols, once you hear the whistle, we 'bout to set it!


You know what I mean? Yo! You know the flavor! You know what I mean?!


Yo man! You know what I'm saying?!


Good Times, J.J....




[Fades Out]



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