mixtape: April Showers (2013)

• Haitian V Intro
• Bugatti Freestyle
• Whitney Houston Dub Plate
• Hip Hop
• Kick Knowledge
• Bang Bang Bang
• Glow Of A Rose
• The Pullover - The PoPo
• Dispensery
• Trap N Roll
• Open Letter FreeStyle
• Pop Ya Belly Ring
• All Right Then
• April Showers
• The Go Go
• Hope N Pray
• Stuntin
• I Wish It Was Music
• Mid Life Crisis
• The Shrine
• Stay On My Jimi Hendrix - Hip Hop Guitarist
• Hard Times
• Death Wish
• Jack Thriller Interlude - Jack Thrilla
• Started From The Bottom Interlude
• Sosa Interlude
• The Buzz
• Main Dish
• Real City
• Yacht Club
• Real Niggaz Feel It - Jordan Blue @Shortvdaprince
• The Smack Movement Continues
• All Day All Night - Ric Atari 

Haitian V Intro lyrics - Wyclef Jean

(performed by Hatian V)

If I was president

Way...

Yea so... I walking through the MacDonald's, right?

I go for a 10 piece chicken macnugget and a large spirit soda

But that gyal

She said hey buddy is it rappin?

I don't know what that mean but...

She said hey buddy is it rappin because I knew Wyclef

To get him, to help him, to make him go to the top

I said listen lady, okay?

Wyclef not even rappin no more, okay?

He don't even do that no more

You don't see what he was doing, he's naked on a motorcycle

You know, with grease

He don't look good

And then, I leave there

I go to the corner store

All the people, they're there

And then they played their music

Yes, that is a new album, I saw her blush

What is that?

That people shit was millie

So I guess I have to check it to see what Wyclef is doing

But I know he can't have all the Haitian people

He can have some... not all

He even turn me down

He tell me – you don't have a record bill for me

I say I'm going to the top, you 2 be plotting again

Youtube see Diamond like Carlos Santana

Madonna, you want to see a diamond like that?

Sign me man

Peace out, call you back

He never call me, no

He's a pork, a bum, okay

So next time he call me I say shut your fuck up

Pork!

Bugatti Freestyle lyrics - Wyclef Jean

You see Future? I'm the Haitian

Top shelf, now we Jamaicans

My crew got ammunition

We only fire when it's revolution

I woke up in that new McLaren

I woke up in that new McLaren

I woke up in that new McLaren

I woke up in that new McLaren

Let's go!

First time I came in the bizz I got noticed

Was way back with the Fugees, Haitians have made it

Admit it, you sold over 18 mill records

Instead they thought I'd be another like them

At the end they be rockin, the whip they pick

My nigga with em or leave em but I say last

It's hard to beat this, I got carnivore hits

I got hip-hop out, I want you falling which is

Falling which, first hip-hop album

Four languages to go 4 time climbin

What did I miss? Out in Queens

Hustle my make-up, mata le vous?

Talk Italian to them niggas

Happy bout that, you see all leavin

But I ain't satisfied

Another rap, talk with the text, it's Destiny Child

In the remix, Haley, Beyonce

Oh no no no

On your playlist

Benjamin Ivy hit me on the wires

He brought a young girl by the name of Maya

So I put her on the track, ghetto superstars

With the old dirty bastard

That brought you up, definitely had one

Then I got the call from Fat Joe with ping pon

They doin a song, do I wanna speak son?

Hell yeah, Caribbean connection

Foes and enemies meaning the same in the dictionary, the same Pictionary

All you see is the cemetery

Army ready for Apache, kamikaze, however they wanna come and see me

Orlando XE, I keep artillery

Just in case they wanna come and get my niggas

That makes you the perfect target

Wake up or Mr. Nobody wrapped up like mummies and lookin like this

This is what haters we pray for the most

All I do is laugh,

Think of the past, I was playing in the studio, I'm playing in cracks

So when I say I'll miss you Michael

This isn't bout a chance to meet one of my idols

Damn, what a journey

The music in this juke

Clark David gave me a call

Said you'll return for Whitney

Whitney Houston Dub Plate lyrics - Wyclef Jean

[Whitney Houston:]

Yo, this is Whitney Houston

Yes massive this is the original vocalist

If tomorrow is Judgement Day

And I'm standing on the front line

Um, and the Lord asks me what I did with my life

I would say: "Wyclef murdered a sound boy"

If I wake up in World War III

I see destruction and poverty

And I feel like I wanna go home

It's okay, as long as Wyclef is with me

My sound is your sound

Cause the refugee sound is your sound.

It would take an eternity to break us

And a million sound boys will die before us

They hands down, it's alright

It's not a riot but it's okay

Wyclef kills some boys every day

Refugee sound, that's all we need

To all sound boys – back away and leave

[Outro:]

Welcome to the April Showers mixtape

I couldn't start this without sayin RIP to Whitney Houston forever

New Jersey, we in here

Hip Hop lyrics - Wyclef Jean

[Intro:]

Refugee public, Akon, and on and on

All hands on deck

Can I go in for a minute?

Cause there's no limit to the Cash Money Hip Hop game

[Hook 1:]

Things done changed but they stay the same

I see molly is the new cocaine

I see them rappers with them big gold chains

Remind me of the Slick Rick rings

And Rakim was the microphone fiend

And Bobby Brown was the RnB king

Yeah, now every rapper wanna bang

What happen to the days we were all in the same gang?

[Verse 1:]

Missy and Timbaland, original dubstep

And Bambaataa had our future on tape deck

Man, my daughter is seven I had to put her in check

And let her know that K.R.S.

Is more than letters in the alphabets

She's Will.I.Am'ing with her mommy

She's like: "Dad, let me teach you how to dougie"

Things done changed but they stay the same

I'm bumping Nas in the Range down memory lane

Talib, Mos Def, PE bought them lectures

My first music video Rakim, I was the extra

Run DMC ran rap, now run's a preacher

And we all are poor righteous teachers

Krush grooving, body moving

Rhazel, Doug E. Fresh, Biz Mark had me beat boxin

And Kim, Foxy and Eve are all warriors

Ya MC Lytes, ya not B's, ya'll Queen Latifah's

Looks... pretty Nicki's in Ibiza

And every fella had a crush on Salt N Peppa

She so Naughty By Nature, Long.Live.A$AP

Written on a Wolf Gang back pack

[Hook 2:]

Things done changed but they stay the same

I see molly is the new cocaine

Yeah I see the rappers man poppin' champagne

Them Beasty Boys that Rick Rubin

And Big L was the lyrical king, and Bobby Brown was the rnb king

And we all wanted to be Russell Simmons

What happened to the day when we were all in the same gang?

[Verse 2:]

Yeah my young cousins rock Chief Keef tattoos

They say Easy E, what an attitude

I'm talking Cypress Hill, I'm talking Ice Cube

I'm talking Ice-T, Dr Dre, Snoop

Bone Thugs-n-Harmony, Crucial conflict

Twista, Tech N9ne, flipped it this way

I'm talking from back in the day in the bay

Keak Da Sneak and the homie Mack Dre

They should have made a hip-hop dictionary written by E-40

Red & Meth, Keith Murray, Kanye, Trick Daddy, Too $hort

Flo ridin' with a Pitbull, Miami going crazy

Bambi, Pimp C, UGK, Master P

Had me listening to the south in a new way

And I miss Outkast like people miss the Fugees

And there's a Birdman watching over New Orleans

And Scarface never seen a thug cry

Till he seen his Dogg Nate singin' hooks from the sky

[Hook 3:]

Things done changed but they stay the same

I see molly is the new cocaine

I see them rappers with the big gold chains

LL Cool J Ja, Irv, Murder Inc Fat Joe, Big Pun, Cuban Link

We all wanted 5 mics in The Source magazine

French Montana at the Red Café

Wiz Khalifa rol the paper up 'we're all in the same gang'

[Verse 3:]

When I hear Waka, I hear ODB slang

I'm talking Wu Tang, Raekwon, 2Chainz

EPMD remind me of them Coke boys

And Joey Bada$$'s, Uncle Murda, boys

Grandmaster Flash red alert, I'm talking Kool Herc

Jazzy Jeff, Fresh Prince brought it to suburbs

And hip hop will never be the same

Since Eminem lost Proof and Heavy's out the game

We still immortal with the technique, making good music

But the tables ain't been the same since Jam Master used it

And Common used to love her and her 2Live Crew

Cause she stuck to her roots and let the DJ Screw

From Busta, Jay, Meek Mills to Tip to Quik

Kendrick Lamar, Luda, Ross, Wayne and Drake

50, Future & Game, Tribe Quest, Wale

And if we miss you, Puff Daddy do the remix

[Hook 4:]

Things done changed but they stay the same

I see molly is the new cocaine

A new Jesus piece with Chris Lighty's name

Biggy and Pac, East and West Coast kids

Mary J Blige, RnB queen

G-Unit, Ruff Ryders, Mobb Deep, DMX

Lox, Dipset, and we all in same game

Lyor Cohen

Hip-Hop

Hip-Hop

Hip-Hop

Hip-Hop

Kick Knowledge lyrics - Wyclef Jean

[Intro:]

I'm a aks the new generation a question

Showin hands, how many ya'll wanna be the young and down?

How many ya'll wanna be the Kick Knowledge?

Show your hands, show you hands

[Hook:]

Listen, Kick Knowledge, young and down

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

[Verse 1:]

Kick Knowledge, man the college

I ain't stayed long, I went from the hood to a cottage

Pursued my dreams, started making beats

Ready or not, here I come, I'm with them Refugees

Young and down, I'm in the club

Gold chain, gold ring, the girlie luv them thugs

We poppin mollies, this is how we do

Middle finger at them haters, who the fuck are you?

Kick Knowledge, Haitian born

I'm the American Dream underground like Hariette Tubman

When beef sparks, my dogs bark

We play the front at the bus, Rose pops

[Hook:]

Kick Knowledge, young and down

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

[Verse 2:]

Young and down, I got 50 bitches

I keep them hoes in the block, see them bitches trickin

And I don't give a fuck what the bitches try to be

At the end of the night you better have my monthly

Kick Knowledge, I'm like Malcolm X

By any means necessary, man I keep a tab

Man I ran for president all them def beats

Got me paranoid, who they gonna shoot next?

[Bridge:]

Shit I Kick Knowledge

Shit I Kick Knowledge

Shit I Kick Knowledge

Young and down

[Verse 3:]

Young and down, man I'm so icy

So flashy, print our own money

With my face on it, Abraham Lincoln

Young and down, Sarah Palin

Kick Knowledge, I see you rap children

Before you buy the car, ya'll need to buy the building

'Cause time gon come you gonna make that cake

And you gotta fall back on that realestate

Young and down, see my gold fronts

I'm throwin bands, I sign my dum

She poppin poppin poppin pussy

All the way back to the hotel

Ya'll know my slogan – everything fo sale

[Hook:]

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

[Verse 4:]

Young and down, I'm selling coke

I'm selling smoke, I'm selling dope

On the block you know fiends come by the dozen

You know we sell our yay from the night to the morning

Kick Knowledge, Martin Luther King

He barely slept, but he had a dream

I'm from Haiti so ya'll know I rep true celeboture

First black republic, 18-04

[Hook:]

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

Bang Bang Bang lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. Jack Red)

I landed in Chicago, everybody loves sosa

The youth in the street told me

We love you when shotters

Chicago, shoot first, think last

That's still my deal on the street now

Shoot first, think last

How long will this blood bath last?

Shoot first, think last

That's still my deal on the street now

Shoot first, think last

How long will this blood bath last?

Bang, bang, bang, bang

Everywhere it's a bang, bang, bang

Goons like ragatang

Everywhere it's a bang, bang, bang

Chicago got that bang, bang, bang

It's a bang, bang, bang

Goons like ragatang

Everywhere it's a bang, bang, bang

Welcome to Chicago, where the ghost of Al Capone roams the streets

And the kids they carry heat, and they hungry for the feast

And the dogs will do, whatever it takes to eat,

Even if they gotta put your kids to permanent sleep

They boys, they shoot first, think last

That's the model on the street, yea

Shoot first, think last

How long will this blood bath last?

Shoot first, think last

That's the model on the street, yea

Shoot first, think last

How long will this blood bath last?

Bang, bang, bang, bang

Everywhere it's a bang, bang, bang

Goons walk around like orangutans

Everywhere it's a bang, bang, bang

Yea, bang, bang, bang

At the mall it's a bang bang bang

Street corner it's a bang bang bang

Even in front of the church they bang, bang, bang

God knows, seen the movie Shakas, I've been richy yes

But on these streets, I know the real richy yes

I got some of my homies, they won't see the next 30 summers

They got them in the cage, somewhere down under

Them boys, they used to

Shoot first, think last

That's the model on the street, yea

Shoot first, think last

How long will this blood bath last?

Shoot first, think last

That's the model on the street, yea

Shoot first, think last

If you wanna get the blood from them eyes show them love

Yeah, show them love

Wanna get the blood out they eyes show them love

Yeah, show the youth love

Wanna get the blood out they eyes show them love

Yeah, show the youth love

Yeah, just a little love, all they need is love

'Cause he grew up with no papa.

Glow Of A Rose lyrics - Wyclef Jean

[Chorus:]

And if my life is like the dust

Uh... that hides... the glow of a rose

What good am I?

(The glow of a rose)

Heaven only knows

[Verse 1:]

I was told no good deed goes unpunished

So I'm sittin here thinkin, is my name tarnished?

Public perception is everything

Even the one call they suits, face the crucifixion

So who am I?

I got the bunch of kids that's ready to die (die die die)

Like it launches on the other side (side side side)

But I rather see a million march than see a million genocide

But when you wake up, you take off

You wanna get kicked up

He got to see, no she ready sick up

Look at his face, he got blood in his eyes

The SWAT they pull up and put 3 in the side

He's there before a G need a alibi

Better yet he need a lawyer conquering on the side

Down at the west side

At the house, blue wearing black and they throwing up gang signs

Don't it feel good to see all the gangs in the same place?

We might have different colored flags but we the same race

Mention the government with the same face

75% incarcerate

[Chorus:]

And if my life is like the dust

Uh... that hides... the glow of a rose

What good am I?

(Who am I?)

Heaven only knows

[Verse 2:]

I was told that my flesh will turn back to dust

So while I'm laying on this bed there's a few things we should discuss

I know I haven't been the best man

But I was tempted in the garden of Eden by the serpent

But I'm your man for mouth to mouth resuscitation

And if you need blood, call me transfusion

I'd rather be carried 6 than betray, this yo love so honest

She looked in my eyes and say don't mistake my kindness for weakness

Next day wake up and the music in the street

Peer pressure to sniff cocaine, ecstasy, molly

Sure I felt the sense for night trap then the devil's road

And I got family member in rehab, tryna kick the habit in coke

So when I said permanent and permanent permanent one

That's 'cause I came from the ghetto, ain't a vision of one

So sure you'd understand, you're my inspiration

We gon live past cremation

[Chorus:]

And if my life is like the dust

Uh... that hides... the glow of a rose

What good am I?

(What good am I?)

Heaven only knows

Let me play the guitar like it's my last day on earth

[Guitar solo]

The Pullover - The PoPo lyrics - Wyclef Jean

Alright, all you fuckin niggas out the car now

Officer, we are not niggas

Listen, ever since I seen Django all you motherfuckers are niggas to me

Niggas niggas niggas

What the fuck you boys smoking in that car?

Officer, it's not about what we smoking

We have a marijuana card

Mhm!

You got a marijuana card, huh?

Let me get to pull it at you

Dispensery lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. Mobb Deep)

[Hook:]

What we gonna do when we get to Cali?

We gonna by ourself a marijuana ID

So when LAPD come and stop we

We can show em our marijuana ID

Then back to Chetaburg after New York City

And tell Bloomberg I want the ganja ID

So when NYPD stop me

I can show them my marijuana ID

Out in the hood we stay, the legislation say

We can our list to watch it's on a switch in every day

Out in Jamaica yo, we burnin every day

More lit to us and it's straightly the highest grade

Kush aka indica

Plants from Afghanistan and India

The same seed they used to lock the nation

The same seed we use to treat the patients

The same kush they grow in Mumbai

That's the same kush, man they sellin on the south side

She say she want legal kush every month

So she payin like 24 100 chunks

Yea, it's slowin down my membrane

I'm on that Snoop kush, so plane

In the Maybach she call me ganja boss

Supreme kush, Diana Ross

What we gonna do when we get to Cali?

We gonna by ourself a marijuana ID

Then check Bloomberg in New York City

Then go up in Queens and pick up Mobb Deep

Yo P

Queens brish down in Utica

Blaze more fire than Lucifer

Got my people serving time up in Attica

Fightin with officers, stay smoking marijuana

3 years in them box and I'm still blazed

OG kush, purple haze

Montego Bay, blue skies

Shaka boy, them bloodshot eyes

Tear it up then we smoke it up

After that keep rolling up

Til the police start showin up

Smoke alarm start blowing up

What we gonna do when we get to Cali?

We gonna by ourself a marijuana ID

Then we go back to New Jersey

Smoke some weed with governor Christie

Then check Bloomberg in New York City

Then go up in Queens and pick up Mobb Deep

I need that Acapulco, go get me that ganja black

Just landed 30000 feet, wanna be high as that

How is that? Fire back on you little lames

I got copter, even then I'm switchin planes

JFK to LA, homie I'm off

Just cop that marijuana hottie, give a fuck but I'm cautious

Police whilin, now we stylin in them Bentleys and Raris

Lookin young in the face so you know they gon carve me

My hobby got em hatin

My goons in here, they Haitian

My pocket filled with faces, shorty ass is goodness gracious

My liquor, I don't chase it

That was back when shit was basic

Shit so strong that niggas smoke

You would think that we just spaced it

Yo Clef what nigga doin when we land cause I'm impatient

[Hook:]

What we gonna do when we get to Cali?

We gonna by ourself a marijuana ID

So when LAPD come and stop we

We can show em our marijuana ID

4-20, we at the 4-20

Mobb Deep with the 4-20

Wyclef general at the 4-20

Easy Mr. Flock with the dispensary

From Colorado back to Cali...

Trap N Roll lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. Waka Flocka Flame with Angelica Salem)

[Intro:]

There's been a whole lot of superstars on the stage tonight

But when Wyclef and Waka Flocka get together

Put that electric guitar against that trap music

We call it trap n roll baby

[x4:]

Wyclef, what's that sound?

Waka Flocka coming down

With flags in, blowin clouds

(And you know it's super loud)

You you you you you know

[Bridge:]

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

Trap n roll

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

You you you you you know

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

Trap n roll

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

Go ahead, bring em out

[Hook:]

Trap n roll, we gonna hit you with this trap n roll

That's when we basin, we go rock n roll

That ain't the way to make em lose control

Here we go, I'm talkin trap n roll

Get them girls all on the floor,

Act a fool, gon act a fool

Act a fool, gon act a fool

Act a fool, gon act a fool

We can do a rockin beat

Act a fool, act a fool

[Verse:]

When I came to America – under pressure

Teenage shoplifter, came up, started things

8 balls, dope fiend

Like bone thugs I'm checkin em out

You know it's the 1st of the month

And they know I'm with it

'Cause they talk about it in the club

Man in the mirror, air guitar

One dream, ghetto superstar

But they never had a plan that could take me up

I'm a MacGyver, I'm the nuisance, bitch them out

Yup, chosen in the rule

Dark side of the moon, came into the light

So let's toast tonight, glasses up

As you fill them right, it turn up my guitar

My guitar, my guitar

My guitar, my guitar

My guitar, my guitar

Wait a minute now

[Hook:]

Trap n roll, we gonna hit you with this trap n roll

That's when we basin, we go rock n roll

That ain't the way to make em lose control

Here we go, I'm talkin trap n roll

Get them girls all on the floor,

Act a fool, gon act a fool

Act a fool, gon act a fool

Act a fool, gon act a fool

We can do a rockin beat

Act a fool, act a fool

[Verse:]

To the what down my block

With teen niggas sellin crack rocks

So they sold the trap spots

Dodged a pin and I get shot

Outraged, I'm caller, talk to cops

Stick together like dread locks

Keep the doors up

Waka Flocka, that's hip-hop

I'm up here and make a phone in the m box

My mama base but I ain't have a boat

If I ain't have a name just splittin pain

Shut the fuck up, we're number one on every track

Under that track, on the pop truck

Talkin number one, call clip the rock

My vocals green, make a forest dream

As I shoot plains in H dream

I got away, my enemies

Welcome to stat, you ain't Raekwon

Told me king push it, boy go hard

Busta Rhymes told me keep runnin

This gon pay off, I keep grindin

Even in the dark I'm still shinin

Gangsta and it's God plan

Then I call a fiend for losing hand

[Hook:]

Trap n roll, we gonna hit you with this trap n roll

That's when we basin, we go rock n roll

That ain't the way to make em lose control

Here we go, I'm talkin trap n roll

Get them girls all on the floor,

Act a fool, gon act a fool

Act a fool, gon act a fool

Act a fool, gon act a fool

We can do a rockin beat

Act a fool, act a fool

[x4:]

Act a fool, act a fool

Act a fool, trap n roll

Act a fool, act a fool

Act a fool, you you you know

Open Letter FreeStyle lyrics - Wyclef Jean

[Intro:]

Action Chip told me finish that cheese first boy

Okay!

Turn up my guitar

Ladies and gentlemen

First hip-hop guitarist

Oh ya'll gonna learn

Goddamn

I found my balance again

Wyclef the general, turn up

Hip-hop guitarist, stay on my Jimi Hendrix

[Verse 1:]

If Tenor Saw was here he'd say

Ticky ticky tock on my golden hen

She layin next to this gentlemen

Sometimes Glock 9, sometimes mac-10

Turn me up

Whenever she lay, she sing a sweet song

Coot coot coot, coot lay low

Hey, it's time to teach 'em bro

Hey, they got to learn bro

Real talk Jay, I was with Bill Clinton

On a Air Force One headed down to my island

I'm the one they boarded when they wanted to keep the peace

United nations know the gangs would listen to me

Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie brought them out to Haiti

This is before the earthquake's on your TV's

Used to go to DC, see Nancy Pelosi

I spoke in front of congress fighting for my country

But once I decided that I'm a run for president

My whole life changed in a split second

Now I understand the hidden outlaw on the dollar

They never let a nigga that had a power

In the final hour I'm with Wolf Blitzer on CNN

Then felt my constitution got twisted with Sean's penn

Even my bandmate said I wasn't fit

But I can see the future, Nostradamus

They took me out the race said I had no resident

But I'm so powerful I made my man the president

Lost 20 mill when I decided to run

But I'm a make it all back with my next album

Who God bless man no man can curse

How worse can it get, man I used to eat dirt...

Hip-hop guitarist

Hip-hop guitarist, stay on my Jimi Hendrix

Ya'll gon learn

[Verse 2:]

In the hood they used to call me

The baddest with a Venezuelan flow, Hugo Chavez

Everything I say know gotta make sense

Cause I be gone with the wind

Now I understand the mathematics of the one

When they say there's nothing new under the sun

Ain't no illuminati here they just tryna scare you here

Cause if we ever join forces we be nuclear

I made the labels rich now it's time to build an empire

Then I'm a retire cause even the Pope gets tired

They call me general, canons hit your walls

Two kings can't reign, one gotta fall

And that's Rom for you, that's streets for you

Everybody got a set of goons ready to get you

And them same goons that's ready to kill for you

Twelve disciples, somebody Judas

Somebody snitching, giving information

Then it's immigration, then it's deportation back on a island

This is more then a run on sentence

My raps are true life events

The general man I'm back with the info

Did you know a haitian was the founder of Chicago?

Jean Baptiste if you wanna Google search up a haitian on the map

All y'all do is Google earth

From Haiti landed on Flatbush

From Flatbush walk to New Jersey

New Jerusalem, I'm talkin brick city

Not many like me in the semi treaty

From movin brick in the Brick City

Brick City and the brick city

[Outro:]

[?]

Haitians

April Showers, go

All hands on deck, refugee republic

I stay on my Jimi Hendrix

Pop Ya Belly Ring lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. Uncle Murda with Hannah Eggen)

[Intro:]

Ladies and gentlemen

Please report on the dance floor

Thugs and thuggets, goons and goonettes

We gonna take this worldwide

I go by the name of Wyclef

UM, you got your passport man?

[Verse 1:]

First stop Paris, come on tale vous

Hotel rooms lookin like the Moulin Rouge

We're from BK, servin the metties

To London, getting knighted in the palace

Konichiwa, out in Japan now

She gave gooch and molly, Asian girls poppin mollies

Bugattis in, she say her daddy on it

Oh he a Russian mobster and he don't shake the codeine

[Bridge:]

Habibi baby, you smoking hashis

Let's put it in the hookah, we in the middle east

Arivederci, wake up in Sicily

Them belissime don that is feeling me

[Hook 1:]

Pop pop that belly ring, pop it as Rihanna

Pop pop that belly ring, Shakira, Columbia

Pop pop them bottles, go pop them choppers

There's some pretty ladies in here

Those my future baby mamas

Clap clap clap clap

Ayo Clef, put it down right there

Hustle doctor, she come from Pakistan

She got that good thing that come from Afghanistan

So all the ladies, let me see you pop yo belly ring

Pop pop yo belly ring

Pop pop yo belly ring

From BK to Lambinanio

All my ladies, won't you move your dominoes

So all the ladies, let me see you pop your belly ring

Pop pop yo belly ring

Pop pop yo belly ring

[Verse 2:]

Heyo UM, I'm back, I'm back on my real rap

I'm on LL, don't call this a comeback

Saka fair, I'm with the gods

You goon duffle, put the Cleopatra squad

I'm going hard, that's that Brooklyn in me

Richmond, New Jersey, you know that Brick City

That girl, won't even mess with the bosses

So she ridin with me on Arabian horses

It's November, we be gone in April

The D got a solid, now she callin me Django

Try albino, rugals, euros

The chrome, the euros, she get everything plural

[Hook 2:]

Pop pop that belly ring, pop it as Rihanna

Pop pop that belly ring, look at Hannah, Bermuda

Pop pop them bottles, go pop them choppers

There's some pretty ladies in here

Those my future baby mamas

[Verse 3:]

Pop yo belly shepherd stones

Tingle and you run em put

With some willingness to kill it

You don't care and yes we did it

Burma you bloody style, feds keep a solid file

Cleopatra Warner Brother, keep a drop in the pon

[Hook 2:]

Pop pop that belly ring, pop it as Rihanna

Pop pop that belly ring, look at Hannah, Bermuda

Pop pop them bottles, go pop them choppers

There's some pretty ladies in here

Those my future baby mamas

[Bridge:]

See you at the part now, posted with the lama

Lookin like the mafia project Cosa Nostra

Know that you love sosa, whispered to the Chi Town

But tonight we gonna pop the braman out the choppas

[Hook 2:]

Pop pop that belly ring, pop it as Rihanna

Pop pop that belly ring, look at Hannah, Bermuda

Pop pop them bottles, go pop them choppers

There's some pretty ladies in here

Those my future baby mamas

[Hook 1:]

Pop pop that belly ring, pop it as Rihanna

Pop pop that belly ring, Shakira, Columbia

Pop pop them bottles, go pop them choppers

There's some pretty ladies in here

Those my future baby mamas

All Right Then lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. King Los)

[Intro:]

I got ghetto dope in my vein, I got yellow rope on my...

I got ghetto dope in my vein, yellow gold on my chain

[Bridge:]

I got ghetto dope in my vein, yellow gold on my chain

I fly in that Maserati like Melo go through the lane

[Hook:]

I say fuck these niggas and what they say

You don't know me, pretend to know me

Fuck these niggas and what they say

You don't know me, pretend to know me

[Bridge:]

I got ghetto dope in my vein, yellow gold on my chain

I fly in that Maserati like Melo go through the lane

[Hook:]

I say fuck these niggas and what I say

You don't know me, pretend to know me

Fuck these niggas and what they say

You don't know me, pretend to know me

All right then, all right then

All right then, hah?

[Verse 1:]

Melo go through the lane, we men all do the same

That one McLaren with a seat in the middle now

Raised with the killa can while you playin mad man

Ain't no superhero here but the X-Men

Everybody lookin for survival so they are so

The man that hold the gun is the hand that rocks the cradle

Born in the gutter, covered in struggle

Smothered in hustle where brothers hate you as much as yo mother can love you

Motherfuckers that buck you over them green bags

Subtracting crème's the method, I'm method over the clean trap

It was shock when they shot my father, the shock was on em

Was hoppin off em and onto me is a prophet, recall it

When I landed in the land of glory I was barely ten

I was raised in a hut with them barbarians

Burner hear my bubble good, shootin from the project roof

Papa was a preacher, I was bishop cause I had the juice

Real talk when I rode gone til November

It's cause if Baltimore that murdered my nigga in November

All right then, hah?

[Bridge: x2]

I got ghetto dope in my vein, yellow gold on my chain

I fly in that Maserati like Melo go through the lane

[Hook:]

I say fuck these niggas and what I say

You don't know me, pretend to know me

Fuck these niggas and what they say

You don't know me, pretend to know me

All right then, all right then, hah?

[Verse 2:]

It's the author, unorthodox

Orthodoxin the water, no culture shop

You ain't strapped, you a hold the top

I holt the top 'cause the bottom comin

Got em runnin, call the cops

I'm callin shots like tech whistles

Fuck you like groupie tex, detects missiles that be technical

Ya'll niggas is ho oh oh oh oh oh

Fuck em, we flippin bundles, them bitches tumble like

Gold medal winners, gold medal in em, boy we stretch em

When we catch him it's like he caught a cold

'Cause he get a coffee, never speak on it cold

Never geek on yo niggas and never creep with a ho

That be exactly how they found you, just a creep and a ho

My niggas be quick to pull them litres, leave you leakin for dough

All right then, all right then, hah?

[Bridge: x2]

I got ghetto dope in my vein, yellow gold on my chain

I fly in that Maserati like Melo go through the lane

[Verse 3:]

Pour some liquor 'cause the good die young

Banana clipped up but he sure young

Welcome to the jungle where they treat us like we animals

Haiti, the Bitstock chronicles

Murder murder – that's what you hear when they pull up in the middle of the night

When they ready for the stick up

Hiccup hiccup hiccups, you ain't bout the rubber grip

If you only had 3, why would one be a death wish

This is the truth but I said this before

Whether I'm in Haiti or Baltimore

Import more shooters who run through yo door

And it'll be yo body lyin on the floor

Out in the mob, they go through your organ

In the church they play the organ

C-c-c-c-ca-cry-cry-crows-crows fly fly

It's 5 o'clock, do you know?

You kids, ha-have you been notified-fied-fied

All right then, all right then

All right then, hah?

All right then, all right then

All right then, hah?

April Showers lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. Troy Ave with Sedeck Jean B1)

[Intro:]

I'm I'm I'm just tryna show a better way

Every other day when your AK sprays

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

Every other day when your AK sprays

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

[Hook:]

I'm I'm I'm just tryna show a better way

Every other day when your AK sprays

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

[Verse 1:]

April Showers for fools, no mother nature includes

Just a smooth killer dude, they call me Troy Avenue

Harry Powder with the powder, they callin me on my boost

Blow race on the way but the crime rate get boost

Higher, no liar, I got that fire they desire

You know we can see nama, reconsider for you fathers

And they back, play it and that AK spray at people past

Many murders June, 2 May, we just back

Ha ha ha, bop bop bop, get away fast

Ruthless as my car and I pay straight cash

Money baby, stuntin no frontin baby

I'm lookin for a better way, don't see no come around maybe

I done heard some angels sing

AK, C Joe let em have it (Powder!)

[Hook:]

I'm I'm I'm just tryna show a better way

Every other day when your AK sprays

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

[Verse 2:]

I was raised on, 100 bars are better

My balls of steel, my delivery tougher than leather

It looks impossible when going up against Goliath

Until they see my slingshot, King David

My word play, all the words play

Before the legions faith back on they lost day

Like the circus even clowns are born with a purpose

Smile for the camera but I ain't picture perfect

But I'm a perfect star, see the pounds rising

You can take yo chance sky divin

Some say there's no sound like Wyclef, it's computer generated

Ya'll must not have heard the last 7 albums I got 7 out

'Cause I got 7 out, I got 7 out

'Cause I got 7 albums

I got 7 knockers, call me choir boy

Angel singing in my head, make a joyful noise

My papa always told me – stand for the truth

Even when they goon up like them Tortuma goots

I'm back in the lap, predicates and adverbs

Yo man dead, see the power of words?

And that's nuclear, that's hysteria

Ahmed ben Hajad, North Korea

You getting money? Watch your paper chase

Every 3rd or 4th person is CIA

Every 5th and 6th person is DEA

Your best friend will turn snitch to put you away

[Hook:]

I'm I'm I'm just tryna show a better way

Every other day when your AK sprays

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

[Verse 3:]

I keep a light saber, Luke Skywalker

I'm flyin off the ropes, Jimmy Flysnooker

And I keep 2 girls, Jack Tripper

Yo Clef, can a brother get some stacks with ya?

And I'm still on that time, just hit

Reminds me of a trip like a Bushwick be

If you shout that the world is over

Because the debts, Bosa Nova with the Cosa Nostra

[Hook:]

I'm I'm I'm just tryna show a better way

Every other day when your AK sprays

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

Every other day when your AK sprays

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day