[Chorus: (sampled)]
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After laughter, comes tears
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[Verse One: The RZA]
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Yo check yo yo, check the script
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Me and the gods get it ripped
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Blunts in the dip, forty dogs in my lip
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Had a box, 'Boom Boom' the bass will blast
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We was laughing, at all the girls that passed
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Conversation, brothers had begin to discuss
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(Hey yo, Ra, remember that kid ya bust?)
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Aw yeah, he ran, but he didn't get far
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Cause I dropped him, heh heh heh heh heh HA
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Not knowin, exactly what lied ahead
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My little brother, my mother sent him out for bread
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Get the Wonder, it's a hot day in the summer
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Didn't expect, to come across, a crazy gunner
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"Hey Shorty, check it for the bag and the dough"
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But he was brave, looked him in the eye, and said "No!!"
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Money splattered him, BOW! then he snatched the bag
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In his pockets, then he jetted up the Ave.
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Girls screamin, the noise up and down the block
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(Hey, Rakeem!) What? (Your little brother got shot!)
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I ran frantically, then I dropped down to his feet
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I saw the blood, all over, the hot concrete
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I picked him up, then I held him by his head
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His eyes shut, that's when I knew he was...
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Aw man! How do I say goodbye?
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It's alway the good ones who have to die
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Memories in the corner of my mind
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Flashbacks, I was laughin all the time
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I taught him, all about the bees and birds
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But I wish I had a chance to sing these three words
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[Chorus]
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[Verse Two: Ghostface Killer]
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Me and my man, my ace big Moe from the shelter
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Bout to hit the skins, from this girl named Thelma
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Now Thelma had a rep, that was higher than her neck
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Every girl from Shaolin dissed her respect
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We was stimmy, you know how it is when you're blitzed
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Three o'clock in the morning, something gots to give
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Moe said he'll go first, I said I'll take next
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Here, take this raincoat, and practice safe sex
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He seemed to ignore, I said be for real
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She's not even worth it, to go raw deal
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A man's gonna do what a man's gonna do
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He got butt-naked and stuck the power U
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Twenty minutes went by, my man went out, without a doubt
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I'm not pumpin' up, I am, airin out
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Hey yo, he came out laughing with glory
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I'm surprised, he's still livin', to tell his story
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But he carried on, with the same old stuff
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with Stephanie, like a whammy, he pressed his luck
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Both tried to be down with O.P.P.
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Ain't nuttin' wrong but he got caught with the H.I.V. now
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No life to live, doc says two more years
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So after the laughter, I guess comes the tears
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[Chorus X2]
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Tearz
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Wu Tang Clan |