Maybe that’s why she’s become so private over time? Regardless, those links that she and the Fugees made with millions of fans over the past twenty years will forever be hard to break. We listen, in part, to find a connection between ourselves and this total stranger and few have been better at forging that connection than Lauryn Hill. To bear your soul like this… that is what music is about, whether it’s hip-hop, R&B, or any genre.
How could you (whoever this dude is) make Lauryn feel like she’s not a diamond? That aside, hearing this makes me marvel at how Lauryn could be this good, this poetic, and this real. I won't lie, this line has always pissed me off. “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 worth less.” All our lives are so much better when you're a part of them. Lauryn gave Flack's music a second life and re-introduced a whole new generation to the brilliant simplicity of those lyrics, and in so many ways that's an even more important accomplishment than if she had written them herself. Come back to us, Lauryn. It really says something about the timelessness of those words that Lauryn could sing them again more than 20 years later and they still feel so strikingly beautiful. “Strumming my pain with his fingers / Singing my life with his words / Killing me softly with his song / Killing me softly with his song.”Īll praise due to Roberta Flack (and co-creators Charles Fox and Norman Gimbel) who wrote the original "Killing Me Softly" that Lauryn's covered for the album. Even Dylan couldn't fuck with Wyclef on this. "The Beast" has that perfect balance of meaning and a rhyme pattern that just hits me the right way every time. Twisting the proud lyrics of the our national anthem to reveal an alternate but ignored reality, here Wyclef stands up shoulder to shoulder with any of the best lyricists. If I undersold Wyclef at all during the introduction, I’m sorry. “Oh say, can’t you see cops more crooked than we / By the dawn’s early night robbin’ n*ggas for ki’s / Easy, low key, crooked military / Pay taxes out my ass but they still harass me.”
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