Knockin' on Heaven's Door Wyclef Jean
[A] [E] (I remember p[Bm]layin my guitar in the projects)
Playin in the [A]PJ's[E] [Bm]
(A product of the environment)
[A]Pour some liquor for th[E]ose who passed a[Bm]way
(I told my mom I'ma get up out of da hood)
[A] [E] [Bm]
[Mama](My dad taught me the American dream, baby)
[A] You can be [E]anything that you wanna b[Bm]e
(If I did it y'all could do it)
[A]Yeah, y[E]eah, yeah, ye[Bm]ah
[A]Mama, take these g[E]uns away from h[Bm]ere
[A]Mama, I can't sho[E]ot them anym[Bm]ore (Cease fire)
[A] I feel a d[E]ark cloud coming [Bm]over me (So poor, so dark)
[A] It feels like I'm kn[E]ockin on the heaven's d[Bm]oor
(To Biggie Smalls and Tupac)
[A] Knock, knock, kn[E]ockin on the heaven's d[Bm]oor
(Hip hop, To Freaky Ty and Big Heavy, Lost boy)
Knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
(Yeah, And to the Princess Aaliyah)
We're knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
(To my brother Big Pun, Terror Squad)
We're knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
(Oh Lord, Oh Lord)
[A] Would someone take these g[E]uns away from h[Bm]ere
(Take these guns from the street, Lord)
[A] I can't shoot my br[E]others, anym[Bm]ore
(I seen a thug cry)
I feel a dark cloud coming over me (Over me, It feels like)
It feels like I'm knockin on the heaven's door
(So sing along street children)
We're knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
(And to my daddy that passed away
Rest in peace)
Knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
(To the god, Fred Jordan, we're
And put the Fugees on)
Knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
(To my people doin time, We're locked up)
Knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
(Crypts and Bloods, Latin peace)
[A] Please just ch[E]i-i-i-ill wit the v[Bm]iolence
Though even though I k[A]now that the b[E]ad boy move in s[Bm]ilence
[A]I'm asking y'all please ch[E]i-i-i-ill wit the v[Bm]iolence
Said even though I kn[A]ow that the g[E]angsters move in s[Bm]ilence (whoa)
We're knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
(To my people in the Twin Tower)
We're knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
(And to my soldiers in the Pentagon)
We're knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
New York
[A]New York, [E]New York, [Bm]New York, New York
[A]
[Mama]
To my p[E]eople in the st[Bm]reets
I'm talkin to y[A]ou now
Please p[E]ut down your h[Bm]eat (Oh Lord)
[A] To my br[E]others that's on the c[Bm]orner (Oh God)
[A]Ay get out qu[E]ick or you [Bm]too will be knockin on heaven's door
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