Manifest/Outro - Fugees

Manifest/Outro LRC歌词

作词 : N. Jean/S. Michel/L. Hill 作曲 : N. Jean/S. Michel/L. Hill
[Intro: Wyclef Jean] (Before I manifest the rhyme) Wyclef, Preacher's Son (Before I manifest the rhyme) Prazwell (Come on as we bug out) (Before I man-man-manifest the rhyme) I used to go to church (Before-fore-fore I man-man-man-man) L Boogie, drive the hearse (Manifest the rhyme)
[Verse 1: Wyclef Jean] I woke up this morning, I was feeling kind of high It was me, Jesus Christ, and Haile Selassie Selassie said, "Greetings in the name of the Most High Jah Rastafari" Christ took a sip of the Amaretto Passed it down the table, said, "Today I'll be betrayed by one of you 12 Disciples" Give me a clue, who could do this to you? The kid on the block who make less money than you (Calm down) Crooked cops pulled up, they offered him thirty pieces of silver All he got to do is deliver the Savior Right on Bergen Street from bad luck to good luck My cup runneth over, pass it down, guzzle up The time have arrived, the prophecy will manifest I saw death, I got scared, butterflies on my chest Father, if possible, pass this cup before me Yo, it's too late, I chose my destiny in Gethsemane
[Chorus] (Before I manifest the rhyme) (I'm-I'm man-manifesting) (Before I manifest the rhyme) (I'm manifesting)
[Verse 2: Lauryn Hill] You see I loved hard once (Once), but the love wasn't returned I found out the man I'd die for, he wasn't even concerned In time, it turned, he tried to burn me like a perm Though my eyes saw the deception, my heart wouldn't let me learn From, um, some dumb woman was I And every time he'd lie, he would cry, and inside I'd die My heart must have died a thousand deaths Compared myself to Toni Braxton, thought I'd never catch my breath Nothing left, he stole the heart beating from my chest I tried to call the cops, that type of thief, they can't arrest Pain suppressed will lead to cardiac arrest Diamonds deserve diamonds, but he convinced me I was worthless When my peoples would protest I told them mind they business, 'cause my shit was complex More than just the sex I was blessed, but couldn't feel it like when I was caressed I'd spend nights clutching my breast, overwhelmed by God's test I was God's best, contemplatin' death with a Gillette But no man is ever worth the paradise, manifest
[Chorus] (Before I manifest the rhyme) (I'm-I'm man-manifesting) (Before I manifest the rhyme) (I'm manifesting) (Before I manifest the rhyme) (I'm man-manifesting) (Before I manifest the rhyme, rhyme, rhyme, rhyme) Prazwell
[Verse 3: Pras