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Wu-Tang Clan – Claudine Lyrics

Wu-Tang Clan Claudine Lyrics (feat. Ghostface Killah, Mathematics & Nicole Bus)

You ever feel that pain, when you lose someone, that’s so much dear to your heart
Knowing that you’ll never get those moments back
Wishing that you could bring them back
Just to hug em and just hold em and kiss them one time

All this time, I forgot to see what’s real
Living in this pain kept my mind mute in violence
You think it’s fine to play with that what I have left?
It’s a cold world out there and I can’t take the silence
See all the things I’m going through, I don’t know why
But I know that you are here with me
And that’s all that matters now
If I got you, oh you got me you’ll see

I got one for the lovers, two for the ones we love
I know, I know, I know. We gotta keep it up, yeah. We’re not losing love
Three for the summers, four for the nights we cry
I know, I know. We keep trying. Keep fighting for our love

I only love her when she mad at me
She mad scrappy, that make-up sex be mad nasty
Our heads be bumping like bad acne, it’s sad actually
She turn her back to get back at me and backtrack me
But we happy, just take it back and don’t backstab me
If that’s my story, I’m sticking to it and I’m not tacky
If she the mama, I’ll be the papi. No need to ask me
If she attracts me, I blow her back and she need a nappy
In the fetal position like in the womb
You don’t feel like giving out much? You’ll be feeling it soon
Just assume another chick could never fit in your loubs
She’s just trying to be that dish that ran away with the spoon
Now, if we’re going to clean house, got to start with a room
One broom and knock it clean out, never start with a goon
Now, leave it up to boom, or we always start with a boom
I got time to day straight up and we’re starting at noon

I got one for the lovers, two for the ones we love
I know, I know, I know. We gotta keep it up, yeah. We’re not losing love
Three for the summers, four for the nights we cry
I know, I know. We keep trying. Keep fighting for our love

I reflect on the scriptures in old pictures
Staring at my mama in the kitchen doing dishes
Despite how she was living, who am I to judge?
But what I’ve learned? If your mama’s alive, show her love
The pain that I experienced over through the fame
Carried me for nine months. She pushed, then I came
That’s why the seed is so attracted to their mama on this plane
To never hear that voice again, it never be the same
When the death is fresh and feel like your soul is soaked in sadness
And find yourself crying in the open
Her face was cold, she felt my tears in the casket
And never dropped that fell on her cheek, I cried acid
In obituary, photos and flowers all in the cemetery
And cries, just like the end of Cooley High
Mama, come back. We miss you
Come back for a couple of days so I could just hug you and kiss you

I got one for the lovers, two for the ones we love
I know, I know, I know. We gotta keep it up, yeah. We’re not losing love
Three for the summers, four for the nights we cry
I know, I know. We keep trying. Keep fighting for our love.