The Fugees - Manifest lyrics

[WYCLEF] I woke up this morning I was feeling kind of high It was me, Jesus Christ and Haile Sela**ie Sela**ie said greetings in the name of the most high, Jah Rhastafari, Christ, took a sip of the Amaretto, Pa**ed it down the table said today I'll be betrayed by one you 12 disciples Give me a clue who could do this to you? The kid on the block who makes less money than you. Crooked cops pulled up, they offered him 30 pieces of silver All he got to do is deliver the savior Right on Bergen St. from bad luck to good luck My cup runneth over, pa** it down, guzzle up The time has arrived, the prophecy will manifest I saw d**h, I got scared, bu*terflies on my chest Father if possible, pa** this cup before me, But it's too late I chose my destiny in Gethsemane. [LAURYN] You see I loved hard once, but the love wasn't returned I found out the man I'd die for, he wasn't even concerned And 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 everytime he'd lie, he would cry and inside I'd die. My heart must have died a thousand d**hs 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 you can't arrest Pain suppressed, will lead to cardiac arrest Diamonds deserve diamonds, but he convinced me I was worth less when my peoples would protest, I told them mind their business, cause my s*** was complex More than just the s** I was blessed, but couldn't feel it like when I was caressed I'd spend nights clutching my breasts overwhelmed by God's test I was God's best contemplating d**h with a Gillette But no man is ever worth the paradise MANIFEST [PRAZ] Gun-clap Shell cap, Got them crawling on they back Come through with the Fu They be who the F**k is that It's unpredictable, when my tongue performs like Jujitsu Cut you with my lyrics, stab you with my pencil Lethal injection, witness protection Refugee camp's under investigation Gunshot bursts in all directions For the wack MC's we read your revelations Discharge through your pores Get raw and k** Boors I can Capleton when I'm on a Tour Some manifest, with slugs in they chest God bless all the Cowboys in the Wild Wild West