[Intro:]
I got the skully to my face (hardcore)
I got the skully to my face (hardcore)
cause anything can happen at the Carnival
(Yo make room, make room, make room, MAKE ROOM, make room)
You can't stop the shining
Yo, don't slip Mike
You don't want to go there is all, trust me
I know your girl wit you, but you don't want to get embarassed
Trust me
[Chorus:]
Yo, when you're rolling to the Carnival, anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen
Making love to your girlfriend, anything can happen
What? Say what, say what, anything can happen
She's sleepin wit your best friend cause anything can happen
Wh-a-at? Say what, say what, anything can happen
You roll down the block, come back with your gat
and POW, cause anything can happen
[Verse One:]
Feel this composition, it's a brand new dub
First thing I did, was went to the pub
Tequila with worm, lemon, salt, and no rocks
Cause when it hits my chest -- it gots to be hot
Uh haha, stop, 'Clef can I rock, yo
Get out the bathroom, let me go again from the top
Feel this composition, I wrote it in the tub
First thing I did, was went to the pub
Tequila with worm, lemon, salt, and no rocks
Cause when it hits my chest -- it gots to be hot
Ahhh, stop, 'Clef can I rock
I'd like to give a shout out to my people on the block
For you Silly Willy playin thug cartoon
My infrared scope got your movements on zoom
Boom new toon, write songs in my room
Sleeping with the bride, even though I ain't the groom
Your husband assume, come back with his goons
Put me in the trunk on your way to your honeymoon
Radio my platoon, Wyclef to Sev'
'I hear them playing Elvis, they on they way to Graceland
But they don't scare me, I'm in the trunk, I ain't sorry
Natural born killer, who slept with the enemy'
Think quick, what should I do, what did double-oh-seven do?
I pulled a bomb from my shoe (hahahahaha)
And exploded the trunk (blaooww) I woke up half drunk
Over looked by a bunch of gypsies wit a bag of skunk
[Chorus:]
You got the skully to your face, star, anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen
Sellin crack in the corner, man, anything can happen
What? Say what, say what anything can happen
I just got laid off, anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen
You don't wanna go there, cause anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen
[Verse Two:]
Aiyyo, anything can happen, you can't stop the shining
You lookin at my watch, but my mind's really the diamond
Nine to the Seven, you better off steppin
When I'm writin with my pen, it turns into a lethal weapon (Ding!)
Take this lesson, to your next session
I suggest, you practice with the freshman
Sophomore, junior, then come check the senior
By then I would have graduated from the school of ruckus
Wyclef and Jerry Wonder, last of the producers
If the royalty ain't right, I put a call to Donny Eina
But always stay humble went from bummy to neat
Cause money break groups up like the Five Heartbeats
Don't get souped cause you, pushin a Coupe
Next year you on foot, runnin from a lawsuit
For example, I know I'm nice, I don't front it
Least anticipated, to the most wanted
Yeah, that's me in the spotlight
With a mic and a guitar, like M.O.P., I like it raw
[Chorus:]
Yo, when you're rollin to the Carnival, anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen
Every man got disciples, anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen
Its all about survival man, anything can happen
Hah, say what, say what, anything can happen
You lookin at me wrong, man, anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen
Will the Knicks win the championship this year?
Say what, say what, anything can happen
Will we find some peace of mind this year?
Say what, say what, anything can happen
You ready for the revolution this year?
Say what, say what, anything can happen
Will you make love with no condom this year?
No no, no no, that will never happen
The record is not over yet
The record is not over yet
The record is not over yet
Where the ladies at? Put yo' hands in the air!
And for the ladies, we won't play you
If you proud, shake what yo mama gave you, hey!
Whether your fat or slim, bubble your ting
Fellas if you need help, use ginseng
And for the ladies, we won't play you
If you fat, shake what yo mama gave you, hey!
Whether your fat or slim, bubble your ting
ReFugee thugs hang at the roller rink
Roller skatin baby
Carnival (Make room, for the Carnival, make room)
And it don't, nine-seven to infinity
Rest in Peace, Rest in Peace
And the record is not over yet, the record is not over yet
It is not, the record [fades out]
Gone 'Til November Lyrics – wyclef jean
[Intro: (spoken)]
I dedicate this record, "The Carnival" to all you brothers takin' long
trips down south, Virginia, Baltimore, all around the world, and your
girl gets this message that you ain't comin' back. She's sittin' back
in the room, the lights are off, she's cryin', and then my voice comes in
POW!, in the middle of the night, and this is what I told her for you
[Chorus: (sung)]
Every time I make a run, girl, you turn around and cry
I ask myself why, oh why
See, you must understand, I can't work a 9 to 5
So I'll be gone 'til November
Said I'll be gone 'til November, I'll be gone 'til November
Yo, tell my girl, yo, I'll be gone 'til November
I'll be gone 'til November, I'll be gone 'til November
Yo, tell my girl, yo, I'll be gone 'til November
January, February, March, April, May
I see you cryin', but girl, I can't stay
I'll be gone 'til November, I'll be gone 'til November
And give a kiss to my mother
[Verse 1: (sung)]
When I come back, there'll be no need to clock
I'll have enough money to buy out blocks
Tell my brother, "Go to school in September"
So he won't mess up in summer school in the summer
Tell my cousin, Jerry, wear his condom
If you don't wear condom, you'll see a red lump
Woh oh oh oh
You sucker MC's, you got no flow
I heard your style, you're s-o s-o
[Repeat chorus]
[Verse 2: (rap)]
I had to flip nuttin' and turn it into somethin'
Hip-hop turns to the future rock when I smash a punk (BING!)
Commit treason, then I'll have a reason to hunt you down
It's only right, it's rappin' season
Yeah, you with the loud voice, posin' like you're top choice
Your voice, I'll make a hearse out of your Rolls Royce
Besides, I got my girl to remember
And I'll commit it that I'll be back in November
[Repeat chorus]
I know the hustle's hard, but we gotta enterprise, the carnival
I dedicate this record, "The Carnival" to all you brothers takin' long
trips down south, Virginia, Baltimore, all around the world, and your
girl gets this message that you ain't comin' back. She's sittin' back
in the room, the lights are off, she's cryin', and then my voice comes in
POW!, in the middle of the night, and this is what I told her for you
[Chorus: (sung)]
Every time I make a run, girl, you turn around and cry
I ask myself why, oh why
See, you must understand, I can't work a 9 to 5
So I'll be gone 'til November
Said I'll be gone 'til November, I'll be gone 'til November
Yo, tell my girl, yo, I'll be gone 'til November
I'll be gone 'til November, I'll be gone 'til November
Yo, tell my girl, yo, I'll be gone 'til November
January, February, March, April, May
I see you cryin', but girl, I can't stay
I'll be gone 'til November, I'll be gone 'til November
And give a kiss to my mother
[Verse 1: (sung)]
When I come back, there'll be no need to clock
I'll have enough money to buy out blocks
Tell my brother, "Go to school in September"
So he won't mess up in summer school in the summer
Tell my cousin, Jerry, wear his condom
If you don't wear condom, you'll see a red lump
Woh oh oh oh
You sucker MC's, you got no flow
I heard your style, you're s-o s-o
[Repeat chorus]
[Verse 2: (rap)]
I had to flip nuttin' and turn it into somethin'
Hip-hop turns to the future rock when I smash a punk (BING!)
Commit treason, then I'll have a reason to hunt you down
It's only right, it's rappin' season
Yeah, you with the loud voice, posin' like you're top choice
Your voice, I'll make a hearse out of your Rolls Royce
Besides, I got my girl to remember
And I'll commit it that I'll be back in November
[Repeat chorus]
I know the hustle's hard, but we gotta enterprise, the carnival
Words Of Wisdom (Interlude) Lyrics – wyclef jean
[Wyclef:]
Hello, boys and girls.
Welcome, to Wyclef Words of Wisdom.
Have you ever been sitting in your
house at two o'clock in the morning
and you get a mysterious phone
call from a girl that you don't know?
(A female begins talking sexy)
Now, hold on, think with your mind
and not with your pistol.
Cause if you invite her over
this is what might happen:
Rape! Rape!
Rape! Rape!
Rape! Rape!
(What the... Yo, yo, yo...shit!)
Rape! Rape!
Rape! Rape!
Rape! Rape!
[Cop:] Freeze! Put your hands in the air!
[Wyclef:] Officer, you don't understand.
She called me. I was sleeping.
I was minding my business.
[Cop:] I don't give a flying fuck
about two bits about a piss.
You're fuckin' guilty.
(Yes, yes)
[Wyclef:] Nobody's protected.
Hello, boys and girls.
Welcome, to Wyclef Words of Wisdom.
Have you ever been sitting in your
house at two o'clock in the morning
and you get a mysterious phone
call from a girl that you don't know?
(A female begins talking sexy)
Now, hold on, think with your mind
and not with your pistol.
Cause if you invite her over
this is what might happen:
Rape! Rape!
Rape! Rape!
Rape! Rape!
(What the... Yo, yo, yo...shit!)
Rape! Rape!
Rape! Rape!
Rape! Rape!
[Cop:] Freeze! Put your hands in the air!
[Wyclef:] Officer, you don't understand.
She called me. I was sleeping.
I was minding my business.
[Cop:] I don't give a flying fuck
about two bits about a piss.
You're fuckin' guilty.
(Yes, yes)
[Wyclef:] Nobody's protected.
Year Of The Dragon Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Lauryn Hill)
[Intro:]
[sirens] Yo yes yes yo. Lock your door. Die die die [x6]
[Wyclef:]
I remember comin' from Hati growin' up in Brooklyn
On Flat Bush got my first sneakers tooken
Learn the game quick so I got my first device
Mom move to Jersey so we could get a better life
But little did she know a ghetto is a ghetto
Good time found myself like Jimmy Walker sayin' "Cello"
[Lauryn:]
Yellow cheese bus gettin' beatings if I cuss
Lay away another day in stripped Lees and letegrays
But the lyrical bomber momma tried to stop
Paranoid cause this boy around my neighborhood got shot
Name plate hair straight metal braces on my teeth
Fat laces on my feet when crack first hits the streets
[Wyclef:]
I use to push up on a girl Salt 'N' Peppa Push It Push It
D's in school cause the music was my focus
Jokes in class but when I learned I didn't pass
I knew it was my ass with my mothers leather lash
Belt buckle said Nelly Nel similar to Melle Mel
Hits the third rail Beat Street made Gazzels sells
[Lauryn:]
As the tale gets poetic watch the streets turn magnetic
Towanna Balley's rape is alleged
Hang out in hooky places watch streets corners turn to oasis
Young men aspire to be Scarfaces
[Hook:]
In the year of the dragon lots of men disappear
Quiet as it's kept they won't be around next year
[Wyclef talking:]
Yo yo watch out for the black van. Yo yo (last days last days) planes
exploding yo close your door yo nobody's safe. Halloween. October 31. Yo
close your
door yo kids are disappearing. Yo
[Wyclef:]
Late at night the light was bright on the ave
I went to pick up cash from my cousin little Kev
He told me Joe had a dream in jail he got steamed
His wife became a fiend fuckin' little Raheim
Damn, drugs will make you do terrible things
He told me when he get out he's murdering by any means
The day came I saw him on the train
He pulled his gun and aimed and started firing like the son of Kane
I saw civilians runnin' for their life
Like the devil on judgement night running from Christ
Ice and Armarretto please as I fell to my knees
Being shot by Fergusin the vigilante
[Hook]
[Wyclef talking:]
So CNN nawhatI'msayin? Fergusin is at court and he's his own lawyer
youknowmean what's goin' on. Talk to me. This is definatly the last days.
Jewish calendar has already arrived the year 2000. Watch ya back watch ya
back watch ya back DIE DIE DIE DIE
[Lauryn:]
Clef it kind of remind me of this chick I once knew
Use to be a dime now she's strung out in Bellevue
See the serpent played tricks run game like the Knicks
Build you up just to lose the championship.
I seen her reminisce over Wu-Tang could It Be that Simple
She lost her Prince cause there were Thieves In the Temple
Tragic depression made her lose all her teeth
Lost and turned out gave her body to the streets
Sweet Mary don't you weep
Still water runs deep
So be carful of the company you keep
[Hook]
[Wyclef talking:]
Yo I'm frustrated youknowhatI'mean? Use to work at McDonalds just got
fired.
If I get in I'm sprayin' everybody the boss the manager yo these are
definatly the last days. Yo here he comes with his gun yo duck duck. Black
Panther yo nobody's protected. Yo 6-6-6 watch your back don't get caught in
the rapture yo AIDS, Moses the plaque watch your back. Pharoh let my people
go.
Yo watch your back. Last days. Last days. Nobody's protected. Yo my little
sister is Rosey Sharen. Yo yo nobody's protected. Not even Rosey Sharen.
Nobody's protected. Yo you come try to get my sister I'm a get you first.
I'm a be driving a hearse. Cause nobody's protected.
[sirens] Yo yes yes yo. Lock your door. Die die die [x6]
[Wyclef:]
I remember comin' from Hati growin' up in Brooklyn
On Flat Bush got my first sneakers tooken
Learn the game quick so I got my first device
Mom move to Jersey so we could get a better life
But little did she know a ghetto is a ghetto
Good time found myself like Jimmy Walker sayin' "Cello"
[Lauryn:]
Yellow cheese bus gettin' beatings if I cuss
Lay away another day in stripped Lees and letegrays
But the lyrical bomber momma tried to stop
Paranoid cause this boy around my neighborhood got shot
Name plate hair straight metal braces on my teeth
Fat laces on my feet when crack first hits the streets
[Wyclef:]
I use to push up on a girl Salt 'N' Peppa Push It Push It
D's in school cause the music was my focus
Jokes in class but when I learned I didn't pass
I knew it was my ass with my mothers leather lash
Belt buckle said Nelly Nel similar to Melle Mel
Hits the third rail Beat Street made Gazzels sells
[Lauryn:]
As the tale gets poetic watch the streets turn magnetic
Towanna Balley's rape is alleged
Hang out in hooky places watch streets corners turn to oasis
Young men aspire to be Scarfaces
[Hook:]
In the year of the dragon lots of men disappear
Quiet as it's kept they won't be around next year
[Wyclef talking:]
Yo yo watch out for the black van. Yo yo (last days last days) planes
exploding yo close your door yo nobody's safe. Halloween. October 31. Yo
close your
door yo kids are disappearing. Yo
[Wyclef:]
Late at night the light was bright on the ave
I went to pick up cash from my cousin little Kev
He told me Joe had a dream in jail he got steamed
His wife became a fiend fuckin' little Raheim
Damn, drugs will make you do terrible things
He told me when he get out he's murdering by any means
The day came I saw him on the train
He pulled his gun and aimed and started firing like the son of Kane
I saw civilians runnin' for their life
Like the devil on judgement night running from Christ
Ice and Armarretto please as I fell to my knees
Being shot by Fergusin the vigilante
[Hook]
[Wyclef talking:]
So CNN nawhatI'msayin? Fergusin is at court and he's his own lawyer
youknowmean what's goin' on. Talk to me. This is definatly the last days.
Jewish calendar has already arrived the year 2000. Watch ya back watch ya
back watch ya back DIE DIE DIE DIE
[Lauryn:]
Clef it kind of remind me of this chick I once knew
Use to be a dime now she's strung out in Bellevue
See the serpent played tricks run game like the Knicks
Build you up just to lose the championship.
I seen her reminisce over Wu-Tang could It Be that Simple
She lost her Prince cause there were Thieves In the Temple
Tragic depression made her lose all her teeth
Lost and turned out gave her body to the streets
Sweet Mary don't you weep
Still water runs deep
So be carful of the company you keep
[Hook]
[Wyclef talking:]
Yo I'm frustrated youknowhatI'mean? Use to work at McDonalds just got
fired.
If I get in I'm sprayin' everybody the boss the manager yo these are
definatly the last days. Yo here he comes with his gun yo duck duck. Black
Panther yo nobody's protected. Yo 6-6-6 watch your back don't get caught in
the rapture yo AIDS, Moses the plaque watch your back. Pharoh let my people
go.
Yo watch your back. Last days. Last days. Nobody's protected. Yo my little
sister is Rosey Sharen. Yo yo nobody's protected. Not even Rosey Sharen.
Nobody's protected. Yo you come try to get my sister I'm a get you first.
I'm a be driving a hearse. Cause nobody's protected.
Sang Fezi Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Lauryn Hill)
[Chorus]
Ki ayisien kap di'm map mache New-York san fezi
(Which haitian says i walk in New-York without a gun)
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
(I tell you man y'all lying)
Le bum yo ginbe ou yo devore ou se le ou mouri police vini
(When the bum catches you they eat you up it's when you die the police comes)
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
(I tell you man y'all lying)
Penden'm kanpe sou flatbush mwen woue on police ap vini
(While standing on flatbush i saw the a cop comin')
Li di mwen map vann drog
(He said i'm selling drug)
mwen di mon che ou menti
(I told man you're lying)
Li vin pou'l vin cheke'm mwen di mwen pa gen anyen
(He came to check me out i told him i had nothing)
Se nan yon ti bal mwen tapwal la pou' cheke on ti zen
(I was going to a party to check the 411)
Big up big up phantom mwen renmen tabou combo
(Big up big up phantom (haitian band) i like tabou combo (another band)
Se sak fe depwim nan bal la mwen mande kote moun yo
(That's if i'm in the bal i ask where's the poeple)
Timtim bwa sek mwen couri lem ouvri pot
(Timtim bwa sek (creole salute) i ran to open the door)
Nan yon cimitie pase mwen woue on tet san kok
(In a cemetery cause i saw i head without a rooster)
A b c d f g si`ou vle batay se danje
(A b c d f g) if you wanna fight it's danger
Mem si ou kon jwe foutbol denie gol lan se pou pele
(Even if could play soccer the last goal if for pele (brazilian soccer player)
Pa joure manmam, manmam se kreol
(Don't diss my mom, my mom is creole)
Fesi'm se bousol
(My gun guides me)
Kompa'm se lakol
(My direction sticks)
Original ayisieeennnn kwa de boukeeee
(Original haitian Croix-des-Bouquets (Wyclef's town)
Gen neg ki pense brooklyn'm fet ayiti'm fet kwa de bouke kwa de bouke
(Some niggers thinks i was born in brooklyn, i was in Haiti in Croix-des-Bouquets)
Tande
(Listen)
[Chorus]
Prezidan mwen pa vle prezidan ou
(President, i don't wanna be your president)
Wase mikrofon nan mwen se gouveman ou
(Give me the microphone i become your goverment)
Bon nom'm se Wyclef yo rele'm fanfan
(My real name's wyclef they call me fanfan)
Mwen gen on ti se yo rele roz salon
(I have a little sister that is called roz salon)
Mwen yon cheval ki vole chak swa
(I got a horse who flys every night)
Mwen gen cheve pwav mwen pa vle cheve soi
(I got a nappy head i don't have silky hair)
Bad boy ayisien ki soti en ayiti
(Haitian bad boy straight from Haiti)
Depui mwen gen pwoblem mwen rale ouzi
(If got a problem i pull a uzi)
Le mal lekol ameriken te kon joure'm
(When i went to school american's used to diss me)
Yo relem neg nwe yo relem ti refijie
(They called black nigger they called a little refugee)
Jan yo pale mwen woue yo pa civilise
(The way they talked i saw they where not civilised)
Jan yo pale mwen woue yo pa kon bon djie
(The way they talked i saw they didn't know god)
45 bo kotem plis mwen gen de pie kole
(45 by my side plus i got bot feet together)
si on neg teste'm mape pete de gren zie'l
(If a nigger test me i'm gonna stab his eyes)
Orijinal ayitien ki soti jerizalem
(Original haitian straight from jerusalem)
Si on neg teste'm ane sa a ou pap oue nwel
(If a nigger tests me you wont see christmas this year)
[Chorus]
Tande
(Listen)
[man's voice]
Kote moun yo mwen pa woue moun yo
(Where's the poeple i don't see the poeple)
[Lauryn]
Then you should know
That one day we are gone
So keep your head to the sky
See the path we refuse is the path we should choose
They wont take the world when you die
Ayitien tiree
(Haitian fire)
Leve le men leve le men chante chante
(Hands up hands up sing sing)
Yon bagay yo di'm fi petyon vil pa vle neg ki gen cheve pwav mwen gen cheve pwav
(They told me something girls from Petion-Ville don't want nigga's
with nappy heads well i've got a nappy head)
Ki ayisien kap di'm map mache New-York san fezi
(Which haitian says i walk in New-York without a gun)
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
(I tell you man y'all lying)
Le bum yo ginbe ou yo devore ou se le ou mouri police vini
(When the bum catches you they eat you up it's when you die the police comes)
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
(I tell you man y'all lying)
Penden'm kanpe sou flatbush mwen woue on police ap vini
(While standing on flatbush i saw the a cop comin')
Li di mwen map vann drog
(He said i'm selling drug)
mwen di mon che ou menti
(I told man you're lying)
Li vin pou'l vin cheke'm mwen di mwen pa gen anyen
(He came to check me out i told him i had nothing)
Se nan yon ti bal mwen tapwal la pou' cheke on ti zen
(I was going to a party to check the 411)
Big up big up phantom mwen renmen tabou combo
(Big up big up phantom (haitian band) i like tabou combo (another band)
Se sak fe depwim nan bal la mwen mande kote moun yo
(That's if i'm in the bal i ask where's the poeple)
Timtim bwa sek mwen couri lem ouvri pot
(Timtim bwa sek (creole salute) i ran to open the door)
Nan yon cimitie pase mwen woue on tet san kok
(In a cemetery cause i saw i head without a rooster)
A b c d f g si`ou vle batay se danje
(A b c d f g) if you wanna fight it's danger
Mem si ou kon jwe foutbol denie gol lan se pou pele
(Even if could play soccer the last goal if for pele (brazilian soccer player)
Pa joure manmam, manmam se kreol
(Don't diss my mom, my mom is creole)
Fesi'm se bousol
(My gun guides me)
Kompa'm se lakol
(My direction sticks)
Original ayisieeennnn kwa de boukeeee
(Original haitian Croix-des-Bouquets (Wyclef's town)
Gen neg ki pense brooklyn'm fet ayiti'm fet kwa de bouke kwa de bouke
(Some niggers thinks i was born in brooklyn, i was in Haiti in Croix-des-Bouquets)
Tande
(Listen)
[Chorus]
Prezidan mwen pa vle prezidan ou
(President, i don't wanna be your president)
Wase mikrofon nan mwen se gouveman ou
(Give me the microphone i become your goverment)
Bon nom'm se Wyclef yo rele'm fanfan
(My real name's wyclef they call me fanfan)
Mwen gen on ti se yo rele roz salon
(I have a little sister that is called roz salon)
Mwen yon cheval ki vole chak swa
(I got a horse who flys every night)
Mwen gen cheve pwav mwen pa vle cheve soi
(I got a nappy head i don't have silky hair)
Bad boy ayisien ki soti en ayiti
(Haitian bad boy straight from Haiti)
Depui mwen gen pwoblem mwen rale ouzi
(If got a problem i pull a uzi)
Le mal lekol ameriken te kon joure'm
(When i went to school american's used to diss me)
Yo relem neg nwe yo relem ti refijie
(They called black nigger they called a little refugee)
Jan yo pale mwen woue yo pa civilise
(The way they talked i saw they where not civilised)
Jan yo pale mwen woue yo pa kon bon djie
(The way they talked i saw they didn't know god)
45 bo kotem plis mwen gen de pie kole
(45 by my side plus i got bot feet together)
si on neg teste'm mape pete de gren zie'l
(If a nigger test me i'm gonna stab his eyes)
Orijinal ayitien ki soti jerizalem
(Original haitian straight from jerusalem)
Si on neg teste'm ane sa a ou pap oue nwel
(If a nigger tests me you wont see christmas this year)
[Chorus]
Tande
(Listen)
[man's voice]
Kote moun yo mwen pa woue moun yo
(Where's the poeple i don't see the poeple)
[Lauryn]
Then you should know
That one day we are gone
So keep your head to the sky
See the path we refuse is the path we should choose
They wont take the world when you die
Ayitien tiree
(Haitian fire)
Leve le men leve le men chante chante
(Hands up hands up sing sing)
Yon bagay yo di'm fi petyon vil pa vle neg ki gen cheve pwav mwen gen cheve pwav
(They told me something girls from Petion-Ville don't want nigga's
with nappy heads well i've got a nappy head)
Fresh Interlude Lyrics – wyclef jean
Yo yo, this Wyclef, alongside DJ Skribble (for the ladies)
Yo Skribble I have one question
Could you please answer this for me?
I gotta know this yo
What makes a DJ [cut and scratched] "fresh"
What makes an MC [cut and scratch] "fresh"
What makes the ReFugees [scratch] "fresh"
Why are kids getting jealous?
Cause we F, R, E, S, H
Fresh, fresh, fresh, that's, fresh!
F, R, E, S, H
Fresh, fresh, fresh, that's, fresh!
Hey you, player, with the dibble and the dabble
You wanna battle who? Wyclef or DJ Skribble
Hold the stickup it's a freestyle session
Skribble where you from man [scratched] "Long Island"
Well I'm from Haiti, then Brooklyn, then Jersey
with a universal tag, plus I got [scratched] "money in the bag"
You slept on this musician, plus the hip-hop art
Bring your best MC's [scratched] "What?"
Cause every man got disciples if you ever want a rival
Show up, with a mic, and a rifle
Wyclef stuck the bank at mid-day
and took all of Sony money, in a black van he got away
I just got a call from Tommy Mottola
He said forget about it "oh my word"
So I held John Agrassia, at gunpoint
He's shook, callin Donny Aiena, while smokin a joint
I said, 'Who's the informer?' They say, 'Michael Malden'
I had to take him out "Three the hard way!"
The moral of this story don't blame the record company
If your record ain't selling you lack creativity
But what you want me to say? What what you want me to say huh?
Yo I've been trying to get a deal for, years and it ain't
What you want me to say?
[cut and scratched] "hehehehehehe"
[cut and scratched] "ju-ju-just shut up"
[cut and scratched] "Bite it!"
[mix the above three]
"And I'll kill anyone, who dares to go against me!"
Yo Skribble I have one question
Could you please answer this for me?
I gotta know this yo
What makes a DJ [cut and scratched] "fresh"
What makes an MC [cut and scratch] "fresh"
What makes the ReFugees [scratch] "fresh"
Why are kids getting jealous?
Cause we F, R, E, S, H
Fresh, fresh, fresh, that's, fresh!
F, R, E, S, H
Fresh, fresh, fresh, that's, fresh!
Hey you, player, with the dibble and the dabble
You wanna battle who? Wyclef or DJ Skribble
Hold the stickup it's a freestyle session
Skribble where you from man [scratched] "Long Island"
Well I'm from Haiti, then Brooklyn, then Jersey
with a universal tag, plus I got [scratched] "money in the bag"
You slept on this musician, plus the hip-hop art
Bring your best MC's [scratched] "What?"
Cause every man got disciples if you ever want a rival
Show up, with a mic, and a rifle
Wyclef stuck the bank at mid-day
and took all of Sony money, in a black van he got away
I just got a call from Tommy Mottola
He said forget about it "oh my word"
So I held John Agrassia, at gunpoint
He's shook, callin Donny Aiena, while smokin a joint
I said, 'Who's the informer?' They say, 'Michael Malden'
I had to take him out "Three the hard way!"
The moral of this story don't blame the record company
If your record ain't selling you lack creativity
But what you want me to say? What what you want me to say huh?
Yo I've been trying to get a deal for, years and it ain't
What you want me to say?
[cut and scratched] "hehehehehehe"
[cut and scratched] "ju-ju-just shut up"
[cut and scratched] "Bite it!"
[mix the above three]
"And I'll kill anyone, who dares to go against me!"
Mona Lisa Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Neville Brothers)
[Introduction]
Yo Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday and if your busy, I
wouldn't mind taking Saturday.
[Wyclef Talking]
Right about now, if you are in your jeep. Please turn up your radio.
If you don't have a Jeep, and you have a little hooptie I still want
you to crank up your volume.
We want all the ladies to sit back, relax, let your hair out.
Wyclef presents the Neville Brothers in the house tonight.
[Neville's Singing]
I know a girl, she ruled my world.
Whatever I need, she supplied.
Living in paradise.
She ruled my heart, till death do we part.
(Her love was like esctasy)
[Chorus]
Atleast thats how I thought it would be.
(So Neville brothers what you telling me)
Atleast that how I thought it would be
(One question, what was her name)
Mona Lisa, you called my name.
Laid it apart but I did not respond
And you ask me what I am thinking of
In the morning I'll be gone, no more loving after dawn.
No longer we can share the love that was never there.
When the moon has lost its light.
And the stars no longer bright
And no longer can we share, the love that was never there.
(Ain't no need to cry girl. Its gonna be alright)
Girl don't you cry.
(Girl don't you cry)
Please dry your eyes
All you ever been was faithful in my life.
So I apologize
I hope the future brings us back together.
Atleast that's how I thought it would be.
Atleast that's how I thought it would be.
(Yo, neville brothers. What was her name)
[Repeat Chorus]
[Wyclef speaking]
Right about now if you are in dance, I want you to hold your girl
real tight. We got the neville brothers in the house tonight. Along
side Wyclef, you know how we do it. I want to apologize to you. I
never wrote a love song. This is my first one.
Yo Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday and if your busy, I
wouldn't mind taking Saturday.
[Wyclef Talking]
Right about now, if you are in your jeep. Please turn up your radio.
If you don't have a Jeep, and you have a little hooptie I still want
you to crank up your volume.
We want all the ladies to sit back, relax, let your hair out.
Wyclef presents the Neville Brothers in the house tonight.
[Neville's Singing]
I know a girl, she ruled my world.
Whatever I need, she supplied.
Living in paradise.
She ruled my heart, till death do we part.
(Her love was like esctasy)
[Chorus]
Atleast thats how I thought it would be.
(So Neville brothers what you telling me)
Atleast that how I thought it would be
(One question, what was her name)
Mona Lisa, you called my name.
Laid it apart but I did not respond
And you ask me what I am thinking of
In the morning I'll be gone, no more loving after dawn.
No longer we can share the love that was never there.
When the moon has lost its light.
And the stars no longer bright
And no longer can we share, the love that was never there.
(Ain't no need to cry girl. Its gonna be alright)
Girl don't you cry.
(Girl don't you cry)
Please dry your eyes
All you ever been was faithful in my life.
So I apologize
I hope the future brings us back together.
Atleast that's how I thought it would be.
Atleast that's how I thought it would be.
(Yo, neville brothers. What was her name)
[Repeat Chorus]
[Wyclef speaking]
Right about now if you are in dance, I want you to hold your girl
real tight. We got the neville brothers in the house tonight. Along
side Wyclef, you know how we do it. I want to apologize to you. I
never wrote a love song. This is my first one.
Street Jeopardy Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Jean Forte, R.O.C.)
[Wyclef (speaking):]
Guys, you have to be more gangster, more blood
more gun talk, more people dying, more hardcore
Enough, come on, I'm not feeling it man
More, more, man (I got you)
Alright, come with it [gunshot]
[Man:]
The million dollar question is, the million dollar question is...
S.. s.. street corner...
[Wyclef (singing):]
(this is what he said)
Have you ever heard the sound of a .44, at your door?
(this is what I said)
You got guns (you got guns), I got guns (uh-huh)
Meet me at the corner store
(this is what he said) (what does it all mean?)
After school, wild wild west
Even the teacher got a vest (this is what I said)
You can ask, on the block, ? (what does it all mean?)
Street Jeopardy... (here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
Have you ever played Jeopardy...
(here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
[Wyclef]
Not me, it could never happen to me
Professor says what you wanna do? Sell drugs or get a degree?
Looked at him and smiled with 32 gold teeth
And said what you make in a year, I make it in a week
Elementary at the time, I don't think of gettin caught
Sellin with degrees, pickups at the seaport (come on)
Once caught, you know the drill, it's military
I can't lie, it gets scary, you screamin' for your mommy (come on)
Truth or dare, beware, the game is never fair
I'm fallin and I can't get up, like a dead hare
You stare like you seen me before
Yup, you put the gat to my gut, stuck me up in the truck
And said, "Don't nothin move but the goods"
Caught an arrow in your back fuckin wit Robin Hood
[John Forte]
This street life'll get you if the hustle don't fit you
Paranoid crews don't choose, nigga stick you
Arms and foldin macks to ya back tryin'a vick you
Belief in my crew wishin' foes never get through
And if so, Shalom, bless my soul, I'm home
I lived my life to the fullest, neighborhoods now known
A stone face is outta place when discussin B.I.
If I have a second thought, you ought not reply
I fought hot and sticky summers when the game started heatin
Competition, mega jail, and the well, who was eatin (oh well)
And every cell in the bang had a tenant
With each of them regrettin they was in it
[Wyclef (singing):]
Have you ever heard the sound of a .44, at your door?
You got guns, I got guns
Meet me at the corner store (what does it all mean?)
After school, wild wild west
Even the teacher got a vest
You can ask, on the block, ?(what does it all mean?)
Street Jeopardy... (here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
(it's a shame in the game when you lose, son, they probably stoned ya today)
Have you ever played Jeopardy...
(here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
(money doubles for your troubles though you lose some
in the end it's all pain)
[R.O.C.]
Yeah, yeah
I got up, sunny day, hood callin my name
Strange, I feel nauseous, memories of a pine cauffin
Seemed to me that I was dreamin
I'd been struck by a crazed fan after the concert, damn
Slugs form and I hurt, hopped up, checked my physical
But the pain was all mental, I slipped into
The shower, hopped out, got dressed, hit the blocks
Swarmed with cops, mad shots, hot shells dropped
You ever heard the sound of a .44 at your door?
Before, many times, I answered back with a milli
Now what? Now give me mine
It ain't no games like B.D.P.
My 9-meter go da-da-da-da-dang-hey hey
[Wyclef (singing):]
Have you ever heard the sound of a .44, at your door?
You got guns, I got guns
Meet me at the corner store (what does it all mean?)
After school, wild wild west
Even the teacher got a vest
You can ask, on the block, ? (what does it all mean?)
Street Jeopardy... (here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
(it's a shame in the game when you lose, son, they probably stoned ya today)
Have you ever played Jeopardy...
(here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
(money doubles for your troubles though you lose some
in the end it's all pain)
Guys, you have to be more gangster, more blood
more gun talk, more people dying, more hardcore
Enough, come on, I'm not feeling it man
More, more, man (I got you)
Alright, come with it [gunshot]
[Man:]
The million dollar question is, the million dollar question is...
S.. s.. street corner...
[Wyclef (singing):]
(this is what he said)
Have you ever heard the sound of a .44, at your door?
(this is what I said)
You got guns (you got guns), I got guns (uh-huh)
Meet me at the corner store
(this is what he said) (what does it all mean?)
After school, wild wild west
Even the teacher got a vest (this is what I said)
You can ask, on the block, ? (what does it all mean?)
Street Jeopardy... (here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
Have you ever played Jeopardy...
(here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
[Wyclef]
Not me, it could never happen to me
Professor says what you wanna do? Sell drugs or get a degree?
Looked at him and smiled with 32 gold teeth
And said what you make in a year, I make it in a week
Elementary at the time, I don't think of gettin caught
Sellin with degrees, pickups at the seaport (come on)
Once caught, you know the drill, it's military
I can't lie, it gets scary, you screamin' for your mommy (come on)
Truth or dare, beware, the game is never fair
I'm fallin and I can't get up, like a dead hare
You stare like you seen me before
Yup, you put the gat to my gut, stuck me up in the truck
And said, "Don't nothin move but the goods"
Caught an arrow in your back fuckin wit Robin Hood
[John Forte]
This street life'll get you if the hustle don't fit you
Paranoid crews don't choose, nigga stick you
Arms and foldin macks to ya back tryin'a vick you
Belief in my crew wishin' foes never get through
And if so, Shalom, bless my soul, I'm home
I lived my life to the fullest, neighborhoods now known
A stone face is outta place when discussin B.I.
If I have a second thought, you ought not reply
I fought hot and sticky summers when the game started heatin
Competition, mega jail, and the well, who was eatin (oh well)
And every cell in the bang had a tenant
With each of them regrettin they was in it
[Wyclef (singing):]
Have you ever heard the sound of a .44, at your door?
You got guns, I got guns
Meet me at the corner store (what does it all mean?)
After school, wild wild west
Even the teacher got a vest
You can ask, on the block, ?(what does it all mean?)
Street Jeopardy... (here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
(it's a shame in the game when you lose, son, they probably stoned ya today)
Have you ever played Jeopardy...
(here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
(money doubles for your troubles though you lose some
in the end it's all pain)
[R.O.C.]
Yeah, yeah
I got up, sunny day, hood callin my name
Strange, I feel nauseous, memories of a pine cauffin
Seemed to me that I was dreamin
I'd been struck by a crazed fan after the concert, damn
Slugs form and I hurt, hopped up, checked my physical
But the pain was all mental, I slipped into
The shower, hopped out, got dressed, hit the blocks
Swarmed with cops, mad shots, hot shells dropped
You ever heard the sound of a .44 at your door?
Before, many times, I answered back with a milli
Now what? Now give me mine
It ain't no games like B.D.P.
My 9-meter go da-da-da-da-dang-hey hey
[Wyclef (singing):]
Have you ever heard the sound of a .44, at your door?
You got guns, I got guns
Meet me at the corner store (what does it all mean?)
After school, wild wild west
Even the teacher got a vest
You can ask, on the block, ? (what does it all mean?)
Street Jeopardy... (here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
(it's a shame in the game when you lose, son, they probably stoned ya today)
Have you ever played Jeopardy...
(here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
(money doubles for your troubles though you lose some
in the end it's all pain)
Killer M.C. (Interlude) Lyrics – wyclef jean
[Wyclef:]
Hello, boys and girls.
Welcome to Wyclef Words of Wisdom.
I am here with an m.c. that
everyone is scared of.
He has killed over a million
people on record and he's still
not locked up.
Am, what is your name sir?
[Killer M.C.:] Nuhmsayin? Am...
[Wyclef:] Yeah. Basically, if you have
killed so many people why ain't
you locked up?
[Killer M.C.:] I'm sayin' though like,
nuhmsayin?
[Wyclef:] Yeah, exactly my point.
Don't believe the hype.
Hello, boys and girls.
Welcome to Wyclef Words of Wisdom.
I am here with an m.c. that
everyone is scared of.
He has killed over a million
people on record and he's still
not locked up.
Am, what is your name sir?
[Killer M.C.:] Nuhmsayin? Am...
[Wyclef:] Yeah. Basically, if you have
killed so many people why ain't
you locked up?
[Killer M.C.:] I'm sayin' though like,
nuhmsayin?
[Wyclef:] Yeah, exactly my point.
Don't believe the hype.
Tryin' To Stay Alive Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. John Forte)
[Wy-Clef Jean]
We got the Refugees All-Stars rubba dubbin' in the club
Wyclef Jean, John Forte, Prizewell.
Nah mean the streets are gettin a little crazy..
Looka looka looka looka looka
looka looka looka here looka shorty got back
should I ask her for a dance hold on theres too many in a wolf pack
and besides Dirtycash talkin to her
buyin' her fake furs and takin' her to the fever
quite as his kept that ain't even his Benz
she spends his franklins at the malls with her friends
material girl, livin' in a material world
but it's alright cause its Saturday night
so mista funkmaster pump the Bee-Gees
and all you college students bring your ouijas'
check the spellin, R E--F U G E--E get the cd from Sam Goody he he
You ain't even close wit the rhymes that you wrote
Don't be mad cause you broke
let me clear my throat ah huh ah huh
John Forte grab the mic roots sway it this way
[John Forte]
I more than just a rhymer you still a small timer
hopin that the game treat that ass a little kinda
every step tango'd
your beat dont concern me
I'm eatin mangos in Trinadad wit attorneys (oh yea)
my crews slang flow worldwide like a current
wit da every spot where nobody get insurance
brotha do the math you aint half near exotic
my man's claim true - you - forget about it
pope hoe just a new stance like my influence
well recognize you a lie tryin do it
got juice told your lady oops
we nuts baby
smooth and charizmatic automatic
you gonna save me
godbless the day that my sons survive
we strive to teach the youth baby and stay alive
[Wy-Clef]
Refugee camp
nuts baby
John Forte
Yo watch your lady
[Prizewell (Dirtycash)]
yo watch your lady
eh ah
special ill rhyme dirtycash
[Wy-Clef]
yo if you got more than
dollar in your pocket right now put your hands up
[Prizewell (Dirtycash)]
yo yo
you can tell by the way I roll shorty that I'm a ladies man
a business man
condos down the shore
multi million pension plans
but it aint in my plan to make move without the fam
I keep it intact
you Clef do the track
John play da mack while I pay the tax
business as usuall
watchin suspects
steal my assetts
get cut with gillettes
we built this concept
connect like nynex
drinks at the bar
my american express
[Wy-Clef]
yo I cook up cook up
the cop a pull up pull up
then I cuff up cuff up
you whos callin bluff
now you shook up shook up
cause you lock up lock up
when I love up love up
you who's callin bluff
[Wy-Clef]
hey yo John is chillin
Dirtycash dealin
what more can I say we livin
thats what we got we got it good
and since you understood
we be.......
[Prizewell (Dirtycash)]
yeah
live at the carnival
97 till infinite
ha
Refugee All-Stars
cant stop the shining, cant stop the shining [2x]
you wanna stop the shining, you wanna stop the shining [2x]
cant stop the shining, cant stop the shining
We got the Refugees All-Stars rubba dubbin' in the club
Wyclef Jean, John Forte, Prizewell.
Nah mean the streets are gettin a little crazy..
Looka looka looka looka looka
looka looka looka here looka shorty got back
should I ask her for a dance hold on theres too many in a wolf pack
and besides Dirtycash talkin to her
buyin' her fake furs and takin' her to the fever
quite as his kept that ain't even his Benz
she spends his franklins at the malls with her friends
material girl, livin' in a material world
but it's alright cause its Saturday night
so mista funkmaster pump the Bee-Gees
and all you college students bring your ouijas'
check the spellin, R E--F U G E--E get the cd from Sam Goody he he
You ain't even close wit the rhymes that you wrote
Don't be mad cause you broke
let me clear my throat ah huh ah huh
John Forte grab the mic roots sway it this way
[John Forte]
I more than just a rhymer you still a small timer
hopin that the game treat that ass a little kinda
every step tango'd
your beat dont concern me
I'm eatin mangos in Trinadad wit attorneys (oh yea)
my crews slang flow worldwide like a current
wit da every spot where nobody get insurance
brotha do the math you aint half near exotic
my man's claim true - you - forget about it
pope hoe just a new stance like my influence
well recognize you a lie tryin do it
got juice told your lady oops
we nuts baby
smooth and charizmatic automatic
you gonna save me
godbless the day that my sons survive
we strive to teach the youth baby and stay alive
[Wy-Clef]
Refugee camp
nuts baby
John Forte
Yo watch your lady
[Prizewell (Dirtycash)]
yo watch your lady
eh ah
special ill rhyme dirtycash
[Wy-Clef]
yo if you got more than
dollar in your pocket right now put your hands up
[Prizewell (Dirtycash)]
yo yo
you can tell by the way I roll shorty that I'm a ladies man
a business man
condos down the shore
multi million pension plans
but it aint in my plan to make move without the fam
I keep it intact
you Clef do the track
John play da mack while I pay the tax
business as usuall
watchin suspects
steal my assetts
get cut with gillettes
we built this concept
connect like nynex
drinks at the bar
my american express
[Wy-Clef]
yo I cook up cook up
the cop a pull up pull up
then I cuff up cuff up
you whos callin bluff
now you shook up shook up
cause you lock up lock up
when I love up love up
you who's callin bluff
[Wy-Clef]
hey yo John is chillin
Dirtycash dealin
what more can I say we livin
thats what we got we got it good
and since you understood
we be.......
[Prizewell (Dirtycash)]
yeah
live at the carnival
97 till infinite
ha
Refugee All-Stars
cant stop the shining, cant stop the shining [2x]
you wanna stop the shining, you wanna stop the shining [2x]
cant stop the shining, cant stop the shining
Gunpowder Lyrics – wyclef jean
I asked my mother why do you cry
she said your brother had... he just died
Well I told him not to go outside
he said he had to fight for his country's right
But don't you know that mo-mother
don't you know that we can't stop the violence, no
Because the war is not over
until you can feel love, peace, and hear silence
But I smell gunpowder (pow)
my brother's been dead ever since
I didn't beleive it, but when I saw him I was convinced
Two shots to the head he was already dead Lord,
I headed for revenge in the city of Port Au Prince
Screaming bro-brother
don't you know that we can't stop the violence, no
Because the war is not over
until you can feel love, peace, and hear silence
But I smell gunpowder (Pow)
Zion's gunpowder (pow)
L.A.'s gunpowder (pow)
I wanna know why
Christians pray for a new day
we don't need no, we don't need no, we don't need no
But its still the same way
I wanna know why
ghetto people pray for a new day
hey, hey, heeey
and its still the same way
But the preacher man told me
good things come to those who wait
do good things come to those who wait?
I wanna know tell me
good things come to those who wait
do good things come to those who wait?
we wanna know, we wanna know, we wanna know [pause]
Pe-people
don't you know that we can't stop the violence, no
because the war is not over
until you can feel love, peace, and hear the silence
but I smell gunpowder (gunpowder)
Brooklyn's gunpowder (gunpowder)
Shaolin's gunpowder (gunpowder)
Uptown's gunpowder (gunpowder)
Jersey's gunpowder (gunpowder)
even New Zealand's gunpowder (gunpowder)
Australia's gunpowder (gunpowder)
Brixton's gunpowder (gunpowder)
even New Haven's gunpowder
she said your brother had... he just died
Well I told him not to go outside
he said he had to fight for his country's right
But don't you know that mo-mother
don't you know that we can't stop the violence, no
Because the war is not over
until you can feel love, peace, and hear silence
But I smell gunpowder (pow)
my brother's been dead ever since
I didn't beleive it, but when I saw him I was convinced
Two shots to the head he was already dead Lord,
I headed for revenge in the city of Port Au Prince
Screaming bro-brother
don't you know that we can't stop the violence, no
Because the war is not over
until you can feel love, peace, and hear silence
But I smell gunpowder (Pow)
Zion's gunpowder (pow)
L.A.'s gunpowder (pow)
I wanna know why
Christians pray for a new day
we don't need no, we don't need no, we don't need no
But its still the same way
I wanna know why
ghetto people pray for a new day
hey, hey, heeey
and its still the same way
But the preacher man told me
good things come to those who wait
do good things come to those who wait?
I wanna know tell me
good things come to those who wait
do good things come to those who wait?
we wanna know, we wanna know, we wanna know [pause]
Pe-people
don't you know that we can't stop the violence, no
because the war is not over
until you can feel love, peace, and hear the silence
but I smell gunpowder (gunpowder)
Brooklyn's gunpowder (gunpowder)
Shaolin's gunpowder (gunpowder)
Uptown's gunpowder (gunpowder)
Jersey's gunpowder (gunpowder)
even New Zealand's gunpowder (gunpowder)
Australia's gunpowder (gunpowder)
Brixton's gunpowder (gunpowder)
even New Haven's gunpowder
Enter The Carnival (Interlude) Lyrics – wyclef jean
[Tropical music playing in background]
Yo yo I wanna give a shoutout to the world this is Wyclef
Cold chillin out here with my pina colada yeah baby
I'm in the islands, cold relaxin
Right about now The Carnival's gon change phases
If you got your ticket, man, you're allowed to come with me
Yo, for right now I'm gon chill at the beach
Check out the pretty girls layin back, you know how we do playa yo
I'm out here in the sun baby it's all good!
Yo yo I wanna give a shoutout to the world this is Wyclef
Cold chillin out here with my pina colada yeah baby
I'm in the islands, cold relaxin
Right about now The Carnival's gon change phases
If you got your ticket, man, you're allowed to come with me
Yo, for right now I'm gon chill at the beach
Check out the pretty girls layin back, you know how we do playa yo
I'm out here in the sun baby it's all good!
Yele Lyrics – wyclef jean
[Wyclef (echo):]
Yo, yo, I wanna give a shout-out
to the world.
This is Wyclef, cold-chillin'
out here with my pina-colada.
Yeah, baby.
I'm in the islands, cold relaxin'.
Right about now the carnival's
gonna change phases.
If you got your ticket, man,
you're allowed to come with me.
Yo, for right now I'm gonna
chill in the beach,
check out the pretty girls
layin' back.
You know how we do, playa yo.
I'm out here in the sun, baby,
it's all good!
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays en li va coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Si nou pas cheche bon djie, encore !
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou libral coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Izrael cheche bon djie, tande !
Dix milles cercueils, gade toutes c'est ti-mounes.
Pe ap crie, mais yo pap resucite.
Manman rele, mais cadav, pas ka tande !
Zinglin dou passe, mwen tande (Blo ! Blo ! Blo! Blo !)
[Lord:]
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou li val coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Haitiens ! cheche bon djie, encore!
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou libral coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Izrael cheche bon djie.
Mwen con yon Haitien.
Qui tap vend Marijuana.
Police te quinbel,
Li dit c'est poutet manman te gin cance ( li pas gin l'agent!)
Counya li nan prison, (pou combien temps?)
Lap palem de revolution (sans solutions!)
Mais police yo te passe,
Mwen te tande ( Blo! Blo! Blo! Blo! )
[Lord:]
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou lipral coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Mysie! Suspend tire! Encore:
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou libral coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Haitiens cheche bon djie.
Depuis mwen petit mwen te con lit Genese,
Mwen boxe avec Satan quand coum boxe ak Djialese.
Mais gin de le! L'esprit mwen faible.
Mwen dit pouki ca politiciens yo fumin zebes?
Tande, map attake nom ou quand cou yon dette, pouki ca?
Pace ou pas con fait bons ?uvres.
Mwen con yon politicien yo rele maleb,
Male avec ou si ou teste caleb.
Loup-garou yo va mange ou cancou yo mange de leb.
Rigoise nan bouda ou cancou cheval kap prend fret.
Tande, mem nan l'eglise ou prend fret, pouki ca?
Politiciens pas vle tande prete:
Yele, yele, yele:
Crie, crie, crie:
Peuple la yappe mande
Qui l'heu, ca bral change !
Yele, yele, yele:
Crie, crie, crie:
Peuple la yappe mande,
Qui l'heu ca bral change!
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou lipral coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Si nou pas cheche bon djie, encore:
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou libral coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Izrael, cheche bon djie. Encore:
Yele, yele, yele:
Crie, crie, crie:
Peuple la yappe mande,
Qui l'heu ca bral change !
Yo, yo, I wanna give a shout-out
to the world.
This is Wyclef, cold-chillin'
out here with my pina-colada.
Yeah, baby.
I'm in the islands, cold relaxin'.
Right about now the carnival's
gonna change phases.
If you got your ticket, man,
you're allowed to come with me.
Yo, for right now I'm gonna
chill in the beach,
check out the pretty girls
layin' back.
You know how we do, playa yo.
I'm out here in the sun, baby,
it's all good!
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays en li va coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Si nou pas cheche bon djie, encore !
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou libral coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Izrael cheche bon djie, tande !
Dix milles cercueils, gade toutes c'est ti-mounes.
Pe ap crie, mais yo pap resucite.
Manman rele, mais cadav, pas ka tande !
Zinglin dou passe, mwen tande (Blo ! Blo ! Blo! Blo !)
[Lord:]
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou li val coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Haitiens ! cheche bon djie, encore!
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou libral coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Izrael cheche bon djie.
Mwen con yon Haitien.
Qui tap vend Marijuana.
Police te quinbel,
Li dit c'est poutet manman te gin cance ( li pas gin l'agent!)
Counya li nan prison, (pou combien temps?)
Lap palem de revolution (sans solutions!)
Mais police yo te passe,
Mwen te tande ( Blo! Blo! Blo! Blo! )
[Lord:]
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou lipral coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Mysie! Suspend tire! Encore:
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou libral coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Haitiens cheche bon djie.
Depuis mwen petit mwen te con lit Genese,
Mwen boxe avec Satan quand coum boxe ak Djialese.
Mais gin de le! L'esprit mwen faible.
Mwen dit pouki ca politiciens yo fumin zebes?
Tande, map attake nom ou quand cou yon dette, pouki ca?
Pace ou pas con fait bons ?uvres.
Mwen con yon politicien yo rele maleb,
Male avec ou si ou teste caleb.
Loup-garou yo va mange ou cancou yo mange de leb.
Rigoise nan bouda ou cancou cheval kap prend fret.
Tande, mem nan l'eglise ou prend fret, pouki ca?
Politiciens pas vle tande prete:
Yele, yele, yele:
Crie, crie, crie:
Peuple la yappe mande
Qui l'heu, ca bral change !
Yele, yele, yele:
Crie, crie, crie:
Peuple la yappe mande,
Qui l'heu ca bral change!
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou lipral coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Si nou pas cheche bon djie, encore:
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou libral coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Izrael, cheche bon djie. Encore:
Yele, yele, yele:
Crie, crie, crie:
Peuple la yappe mande,
Qui l'heu ca bral change !
Bubblegoose (Bakin' Cake Version) Lyrics – wyclef jean
[Wyclef - Hook]
What do you mean?
A pocket full of green
Here comes the fiend, all we do is bake cake
I've gotta get my break, if you can relate
We've gotta gotta gotta gotta gotta escape
Yo, what do you mean?
Here comes the fiend
A pocket full of green, all I do is bake cake
I've gotta get my break, if you can relate
We've gotta gotta gotta gotta gotta escape yo
[Wyclef - Verse One]
Hey yo, my pen's in my hand, okay what should I write next?
Oh yeah, and if you don't know, success brings stress
I'm vexed,
My phone rings, collect call from Jeff
The operator say, "If you accept, say yes"
"Yes, what's the deal, son?"
"I got bad news"
Yo, by the tone of his voice, I heard the ill street blues
"The friends who make you, them too can break you
They plan an execution like Fu Man Chu"
"Who?"
"You know the character from channel 5 kung-fu"
"Yo Jerry slow down son, I'm losing you yo"
"Your cousin Rohan who used to sell bang (uh-huh)
DT's found his hand in the back of Bennigans (uh-huh)
In a plastic bag with a note attached (mmhmm)
A million and a half or he won't be back"
"So meet me by the Brooklyn Bridge, 12:00 sharp"
If not, at the funeral they gotta play the harp"
Why they wanna start and make me play my part?
Don't they know like Sting, I can turn this murder into art?
Jumped into my car, it's gotta be a joke
Traffic's backed up, who's in town, the Pope, huh?
[Hook]
[Verse Two]
You're shootin' in the opposite position
I'm thinking, "Should I fire or hold back on ammunition
On your wig transition?"
My mission, like Take 6, is to spread love
But all you screwed mugs got me wearing black gloves
You up in my face, I see the fear in your eyes
You want to feel the pain like a grown man getting circumcised
Shalom, shalom, hey pardon my left
But my right hand's on your throat, massaging you to death
You provoke the cycle, call Michael
You're lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, uh-oh
You hear me Urkel? Your blood will turn purple
Like the colour, you holler, balling for your mother
No one hears you even though you knock
You used to walk around the block with the ditty bop
Things done changed since your spot got hot
Now you've got your knot wocked with your very own glock!
[Hook]
...He's dead...
The moral of the story is
Get out of the game, before the game plays you
Big shout out to Mike Tyson
Big shout out to Tiger Woods
I'm learning how to play golf now, even though I think the sport is...
B O R I N G! ! !
What do you mean?
A pocket full of green
Here comes the fiend, all we do is bake cake
I've gotta get my break, if you can relate
We've gotta gotta gotta gotta gotta escape
Yo, what do you mean?
Here comes the fiend
A pocket full of green, all I do is bake cake
I've gotta get my break, if you can relate
We've gotta gotta gotta gotta gotta escape yo
[Wyclef - Verse One]
Hey yo, my pen's in my hand, okay what should I write next?
Oh yeah, and if you don't know, success brings stress
I'm vexed,
My phone rings, collect call from Jeff
The operator say, "If you accept, say yes"
"Yes, what's the deal, son?"
"I got bad news"
Yo, by the tone of his voice, I heard the ill street blues
"The friends who make you, them too can break you
They plan an execution like Fu Man Chu"
"Who?"
"You know the character from channel 5 kung-fu"
"Yo Jerry slow down son, I'm losing you yo"
"Your cousin Rohan who used to sell bang (uh-huh)
DT's found his hand in the back of Bennigans (uh-huh)
In a plastic bag with a note attached (mmhmm)
A million and a half or he won't be back"
"So meet me by the Brooklyn Bridge, 12:00 sharp"
If not, at the funeral they gotta play the harp"
Why they wanna start and make me play my part?
Don't they know like Sting, I can turn this murder into art?
Jumped into my car, it's gotta be a joke
Traffic's backed up, who's in town, the Pope, huh?
[Hook]
[Verse Two]
You're shootin' in the opposite position
I'm thinking, "Should I fire or hold back on ammunition
On your wig transition?"
My mission, like Take 6, is to spread love
But all you screwed mugs got me wearing black gloves
You up in my face, I see the fear in your eyes
You want to feel the pain like a grown man getting circumcised
Shalom, shalom, hey pardon my left
But my right hand's on your throat, massaging you to death
You provoke the cycle, call Michael
You're lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, uh-oh
You hear me Urkel? Your blood will turn purple
Like the colour, you holler, balling for your mother
No one hears you even though you knock
You used to walk around the block with the ditty bop
Things done changed since your spot got hot
Now you've got your knot wocked with your very own glock!
[Hook]
...He's dead...
The moral of the story is
Get out of the game, before the game plays you
Big shout out to Mike Tyson
Big shout out to Tiger Woods
I'm learning how to play golf now, even though I think the sport is...
B O R I N G! ! !
25 To Life Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Xzibit, Juvenile,Nature, Ja Rule,Reptile)
[Wyclef talking:]
Yo to my people doing time, Xzibit, Juvenile, y'all need to
(Wake up everybody) Nature, Ja Rule, Reptile come on
bring the heat.
[Xzibit (overlaps)]
Look, I'm inhumane livin' in this house of pain
stuck with a thousand street hustlers
down on they luck
Repeat felons caught up with the death I was sellin'
and for the past three months yo I can still hear my victims yellin'
but I can't listen to my conscience it's nonsense
if I didn't shoot I'd be the nigga in the suit in the box under the ground
fox chased by the hound locked permanent frown Xzibit get down
by liftin' iron by the pound for the tough individual
runnin' run his mouth throw some hands with the General
walk one day in the shoes of a criminal
death disease keep your luxuries to a minimal
I'm not talkin' about weed, jewels, & Bentleys
I'm talkin' about clean clothes, hot food, and Dentyne
see what I mean livin' with the scum of the earth
hit with plenty of time to adjust to life on the inside
[Wyclef] (For every rhyme I write get 25 to Life)
[Juvenile]
You got me fucked up I'm innocent
look I ain't do this shit you don't want to hear my side
but you believin' that bitch
You makin' my nerves bad I need to smoke me a jo'
'cause I know y'all ain't even thinkin' 'bout lettin' me go
Where my lawyer, nigga told me Juv' I can't do nothin' for ya
Y'all go tell that to my mother & my father
but they gon' cus y'all so don't you even bother
you know that shit ain't right that bitch didn't see nothin'
'cause it was dark at night but I guess us blacks
look the same to y'all passin' niggas around like a game of ball
This is my third felony plus my third strike
man I ain't goin' home I got 25 to Life.
(For every rhyme I write get 25 to Life)
QU New York, you try to criticize me I criticize you
been the same muthafucka since in high school
any beat I shed light to with crazy wattage
Blankin' out bought my first eight ball for eighty dollars
learned who not to trust grew obnoxious
so niggas start to hate me same time the boys in blue watch us
circlin' but they don't slow down take you to court
think you seein' Judge Joe Brown they just actin'
Indy's throwin' Tyson back in another year
fuckin' with a nigga's career I cock back at bust in the air
give me space beats with plenty bass drink my Hennessey straight
'til I hurl out third world clout I'll take niggas hearts
and turn killers into girl scouts works of art
Picasso from the Hydro roller-slash-hustler CEO-slash-retired soldier
(For every rhyme I write get 25 to Life)
[Ja Rule]
Kill or be killed behind the wall 40 day short
still the thought of murderer true to the sport
I bang with the best niggas them career criminals
now I'm in with these youngins lookin' to feel me out
Hollerin' 'bout how they gon' hit on me now
Niggas is real wild bangin' before trial
new kicks new trial I don't give a fuck
I'm playin' the yard ox taped to my nuts
ready to self destruct Lord I don't wanna die
but what powered your honor to hit me with 25
I know that real recognize every hustle
and die with these niggas in the struggle
Ya feel me
[Reptile]
Oh God shells loaded in the semi auto quoted
unknown cat never voted picture me on the scene
huntin' for greens like Mike Meyers trick or treatin' on Halloween
mashed down in the fatigues servin' the fiends
kill or be killed metal pipes under the sleeve
in the city slicker bust checks or puff cess
ruffneck love liquor & act figures bloodsport on the streets
no gloves pullin' knives out the 'fridge handin' out cold cuts
ugh streets real thug so recognize thug close yo' eyes thug
you 'bout to die thug!
Call the President I'm blowin' up ya residence
spill acid on the corpse to clear the evidence
Protestors outside screamin' free Gotti
guard your body SWAT teams is waitin' with the shotty
(For every rhyme I write get 25 to Life)
[Wyclef:] Y'all need to (wake up everybody)
[REPEAT]
For all my people doin' time keep your head up
Wyclef Jerry "Wonder" New Millenium new millenium come on
Yo to my people doing time, Xzibit, Juvenile, y'all need to
(Wake up everybody) Nature, Ja Rule, Reptile come on
bring the heat.
[Xzibit (overlaps)]
Look, I'm inhumane livin' in this house of pain
stuck with a thousand street hustlers
down on they luck
Repeat felons caught up with the death I was sellin'
and for the past three months yo I can still hear my victims yellin'
but I can't listen to my conscience it's nonsense
if I didn't shoot I'd be the nigga in the suit in the box under the ground
fox chased by the hound locked permanent frown Xzibit get down
by liftin' iron by the pound for the tough individual
runnin' run his mouth throw some hands with the General
walk one day in the shoes of a criminal
death disease keep your luxuries to a minimal
I'm not talkin' about weed, jewels, & Bentleys
I'm talkin' about clean clothes, hot food, and Dentyne
see what I mean livin' with the scum of the earth
hit with plenty of time to adjust to life on the inside
[Wyclef] (For every rhyme I write get 25 to Life)
[Juvenile]
You got me fucked up I'm innocent
look I ain't do this shit you don't want to hear my side
but you believin' that bitch
You makin' my nerves bad I need to smoke me a jo'
'cause I know y'all ain't even thinkin' 'bout lettin' me go
Where my lawyer, nigga told me Juv' I can't do nothin' for ya
Y'all go tell that to my mother & my father
but they gon' cus y'all so don't you even bother
you know that shit ain't right that bitch didn't see nothin'
'cause it was dark at night but I guess us blacks
look the same to y'all passin' niggas around like a game of ball
This is my third felony plus my third strike
man I ain't goin' home I got 25 to Life.
(For every rhyme I write get 25 to Life)
QU New York, you try to criticize me I criticize you
been the same muthafucka since in high school
any beat I shed light to with crazy wattage
Blankin' out bought my first eight ball for eighty dollars
learned who not to trust grew obnoxious
so niggas start to hate me same time the boys in blue watch us
circlin' but they don't slow down take you to court
think you seein' Judge Joe Brown they just actin'
Indy's throwin' Tyson back in another year
fuckin' with a nigga's career I cock back at bust in the air
give me space beats with plenty bass drink my Hennessey straight
'til I hurl out third world clout I'll take niggas hearts
and turn killers into girl scouts works of art
Picasso from the Hydro roller-slash-hustler CEO-slash-retired soldier
(For every rhyme I write get 25 to Life)
[Ja Rule]
Kill or be killed behind the wall 40 day short
still the thought of murderer true to the sport
I bang with the best niggas them career criminals
now I'm in with these youngins lookin' to feel me out
Hollerin' 'bout how they gon' hit on me now
Niggas is real wild bangin' before trial
new kicks new trial I don't give a fuck
I'm playin' the yard ox taped to my nuts
ready to self destruct Lord I don't wanna die
but what powered your honor to hit me with 25
I know that real recognize every hustle
and die with these niggas in the struggle
Ya feel me
[Reptile]
Oh God shells loaded in the semi auto quoted
unknown cat never voted picture me on the scene
huntin' for greens like Mike Meyers trick or treatin' on Halloween
mashed down in the fatigues servin' the fiends
kill or be killed metal pipes under the sleeve
in the city slicker bust checks or puff cess
ruffneck love liquor & act figures bloodsport on the streets
no gloves pullin' knives out the 'fridge handin' out cold cuts
ugh streets real thug so recognize thug close yo' eyes thug
you 'bout to die thug!
Call the President I'm blowin' up ya residence
spill acid on the corpse to clear the evidence
Protestors outside screamin' free Gotti
guard your body SWAT teams is waitin' with the shotty
(For every rhyme I write get 25 to Life)
[Wyclef:] Y'all need to (wake up everybody)
[REPEAT]
For all my people doin' time keep your head up
Wyclef Jerry "Wonder" New Millenium new millenium come on
Bubblegoose (with South Park Kids) Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. South Park Kids (Matt Stone,Trey Parker))
[Wyclef] I go by the name of Wyclef Jean
We are the RefFugee All-Stars (one two)
We salute the soldiers around the world
[Eric C] Hell yes!
[Wyclef] This one is called bullet in your bubblegoose
[Wyclef begins harmonizing]
[Eric C] Mack 10!
[Kyle B] Cartman, this isn't Mack 10
[Eric C] SERIOUSLY, Mack 10!
[Wyclef Jean]
Sit right back and you'll hear a tale
of a hustler 'round my way
Who used to clock, around the block
from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with rims to match
Windows bulletproof
One night he jumped out the car
and caught a bullet in his bubblegoose
[Chorus One: Wyclef + Kids (repeat 2X)]
He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be - at the party gettin loose
but you can catch a bullet in your 'goose
[Wyclef] Sit right back and you'll hear a tale
of a young girl around my way
[Eric C] Wesssyde!
[Wyclef Jean]
Who used to dance around the way
from where my homeboys stayed
Black BMW with rims to match
Windows bulletproof
One night she jumped out the car
and caught a bullet in her bubblegoose
[Chorus Two: Wyclef + Kids (repeat 2X)]
She caught a bullet in her bubblegoose
She caught a bullet in her bubblegoose
You can be - at the party gettin loose
but you can catch a bullet in your 'goose
[Wyclef begins harmonizing]
[Eric C] Mack 10, you guys
[Stan M] This isn't Mack 10!
[Eric Cartman]
It IS MACK 10!!! ..
Kenny? Your family's poor Kenny!
Get up Kenny!
Kenny, you can't just die
Yeahhh, Mack 10 in the hiz-ouse you guyyys!
[Chorus Two]
[Kyle B] Damn that's high dude!
[Eric C] Yeah, Mack TEN!!
[Wyclef] This one for the people
[Eric C] Hell yeah!
We are the RefFugee All-Stars (one two)
We salute the soldiers around the world
[Eric C] Hell yes!
[Wyclef] This one is called bullet in your bubblegoose
[Wyclef begins harmonizing]
[Eric C] Mack 10!
[Kyle B] Cartman, this isn't Mack 10
[Eric C] SERIOUSLY, Mack 10!
[Wyclef Jean]
Sit right back and you'll hear a tale
of a hustler 'round my way
Who used to clock, around the block
from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with rims to match
Windows bulletproof
One night he jumped out the car
and caught a bullet in his bubblegoose
[Chorus One: Wyclef + Kids (repeat 2X)]
He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be - at the party gettin loose
but you can catch a bullet in your 'goose
[Wyclef] Sit right back and you'll hear a tale
of a young girl around my way
[Eric C] Wesssyde!
[Wyclef Jean]
Who used to dance around the way
from where my homeboys stayed
Black BMW with rims to match
Windows bulletproof
One night she jumped out the car
and caught a bullet in her bubblegoose
[Chorus Two: Wyclef + Kids (repeat 2X)]
She caught a bullet in her bubblegoose
She caught a bullet in her bubblegoose
You can be - at the party gettin loose
but you can catch a bullet in your 'goose
[Wyclef begins harmonizing]
[Eric C] Mack 10, you guys
[Stan M] This isn't Mack 10!
[Eric Cartman]
It IS MACK 10!!! ..
Kenny? Your family's poor Kenny!
Get up Kenny!
Kenny, you can't just die
Yeahhh, Mack 10 in the hiz-ouse you guyyys!
[Chorus Two]
[Kyle B] Damn that's high dude!
[Eric C] Yeah, Mack TEN!!
[Wyclef] This one for the people
[Eric C] Hell yeah!
Cheated (Rock Remix) Lyrics – wyclef jean
[Wyclef (spoken)]
Rolling Stones could not be here with you tonight, Led Zepplin couldn't
be here with you tonight, but we got Wyclef Jean in the house tonight.
Yo, I woke up on the other side of the bed. Tune into my rock station,
and someone say hip-hoppers can't play rock and roll, huh.
[Wyclef] (singing) Chorus:]
I cheated on you, you cheated on me,
and this is not the way that things are supposed to be,
so tell me girl, is this for real or just an illusion?
I pinch myself to make sure that Wyclef ain't dreamin'
[Wyclef] (singing) Verse 1:]
By the time you here this song, it'll be number 1 on your radioooooooooo.
You'll be drivin' from the beach,
and your boyfriend will say turn it down real loooooow.
You punch up the sun roof!
And you roll down the window, slam that pedal to the floooooooooor.
whatchin the whats wrong (?)
Shes havin a good jour (?) It said love don't let me no mooooore
(to all the girls I cheated on before)
[Wyclef] (singing) Chorus:]
I cheated on you, you cheated on me,
and this is not the way that things are supposed to be,
so tell me girl, is this for real or just an illusion?
I pinch myself to make sure that wyclef ain't dreamin'
I cheated on you, you cheated on me (To all the girls I cheated on before)
and this is not the way that things are supposed to be,
so tell me girl is this for real or just an illusion?
I pinch myself to make sure that Wyclef ain't dreamin'
[Wyclef (singing) Verse 2:]
I don't know much about philosophy, play though, all I rest I know (?)
all I know, when I met you, in the streets, the air wasn't so cooooooooold.
It's like my whole world just changed.
I'm like a ball with no chain,
Rolling Stones could not be here with you tonight, Led Zepplin couldn't
be here with you tonight, but we got Wyclef Jean in the house tonight.
Yo, I woke up on the other side of the bed. Tune into my rock station,
and someone say hip-hoppers can't play rock and roll, huh.
[Wyclef] (singing) Chorus:]
I cheated on you, you cheated on me,
and this is not the way that things are supposed to be,
so tell me girl, is this for real or just an illusion?
I pinch myself to make sure that Wyclef ain't dreamin'
[Wyclef] (singing) Verse 1:]
By the time you here this song, it'll be number 1 on your radioooooooooo.
You'll be drivin' from the beach,
and your boyfriend will say turn it down real loooooow.
You punch up the sun roof!
And you roll down the window, slam that pedal to the floooooooooor.
whatchin the whats wrong (?)
Shes havin a good jour (?) It said love don't let me no mooooore
(to all the girls I cheated on before)
[Wyclef] (singing) Chorus:]
I cheated on you, you cheated on me,
and this is not the way that things are supposed to be,
so tell me girl, is this for real or just an illusion?
I pinch myself to make sure that wyclef ain't dreamin'
I cheated on you, you cheated on me (To all the girls I cheated on before)
and this is not the way that things are supposed to be,
so tell me girl is this for real or just an illusion?
I pinch myself to make sure that Wyclef ain't dreamin'
[Wyclef (singing) Verse 2:]
I don't know much about philosophy, play though, all I rest I know (?)
all I know, when I met you, in the streets, the air wasn't so cooooooooold.
It's like my whole world just changed.
I'm like a ball with no chain,
Cheated (To All The Girls) Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. The Product, Queen Pen)
[Wyclef:]
Chickenheads, gobble, gobble
Thugs in the dance, no shootin', shootin', shootin'
[Hook:]
I cheated on you, you cheated on me
(to all the girls I cheated on before)
And this is not the way it's supposed to be
(It's a new year, I got a new change of gear, I swear)
So tell me girl, are you for real are you still down
I'm telling you, I have no time to fool around
(to all the girls I cheated on before)
[Wyclef:]
Hey yo, dear queen, by the the time you get this letter
It's 4 pages but my name ain't Aaliyah, what?
I don't know much about biology or chemistry
failed the SAT's, study Brooklyn Zoo-ology
Remember me, Wyclef, the memory
ectasy with no theory of manoghany
"To be or not to be", last words from Shakespeare
But a package says I wanna get rich with no fear
A few good men in the new millineam
Women got a new law, if you cheat you're a dead man
so I been dead like 100 times
Ask Cyndi Lauper, she'll tell you time after time
Like a virgin when I hit it for the very first time
She became a nymphomaniac and wanted it all the time
A thin line between love and lust
She mistake me for the rapper when I said "Can-I-Bus?"
[Hook:]
I cheated on you, you cheated on me
(to all the girls I cheated on before)
And this is not the way it's supposed to be
(It's a new year, I got a new change of gear, I swear)
So tell me girl, are you for real are you still down
I'm telling you, I have no time to fool around
(to all the guys I cheated on before)
[Queen Pen:]
Yo, I checked for you since I was straight up strugglin'
Before your cousin Jerry put you on, when you was nothin'
So why you play me like I don't know jack ish
('Cause like K-Solo, your mom's in my business)
Now who you wanna play loco to mine
Feelin' kinda twisted, heard through the grapevine
that I'm doin' my thing, more more waiting
(I swear) Many a years and many a tears
I use chose remix to make it quite clear
that he came in when you didn't want to be there
and I fell victim to this one night affair
by the time weeks came you was already there
And still I come home just looking at you
See I'm feeling kinda guilty but revengeful too
All the dirt you done done, you don't know a clue
Why I don't sex you no more, and that's not coo'
[Hook:]
I cheated on you, you cheated on me
(to all the guys I cheated on before)
And this is not the way it's supposed to be
(It's a new year, I got a new change of gear, I swear)
So tell me girl, are you for real are you still down
I'm telling you, I have no time to fool around
(let me sum this all up)
[Wyclef:]
Yo, yo, yo, and yo from the college dorm and til the dusk is dawn
I never felt cold until I lost one
Don't let go like EnVogue chocked on
Clash of the titans, now I'm on my unicorn
I left New Jerus, I'm on my way to Brook-lawn
Someone hit my bumper, I turned around and saw Sharon
Got surprised because I saw little Shawn
in the passenger seat with a bottle of Dom
Remain calm, called Cocren on the horn
Salaam, call up the chief 'cause a murder 'bout to go on
What the bomb, bomb, but this ain't a reggea song
It's like a old flick "Godzilla Versus King Kong"
If you saw the movie than you know what's gonna happen
West coat, down south, back to Manhattan
Like Vanessa from "Soul Food" when she came at night, B
Thank God it was a dream 'cause I woke up with my wifey
[Hook:]
I cheated on you, you cheated on me
(to all the girls I cheated on before)
And this is not the way it's supposed to be
(It's a new year, I got a new change of gear, I swear)
So tell me girl, are you for real are you still down
I'm telling you, I have no time to fool around
(to all the girls I cheated on before)
Salaam Remi collabo, Wyclef Jean, Product, yeah, Queen Pen
9-8 'til infinitee, for all you girls out there I cheated on before
Chickenheads, gobble, gobble
Thugs in the dance, no shootin', shootin', shootin'
[Hook:]
I cheated on you, you cheated on me
(to all the girls I cheated on before)
And this is not the way it's supposed to be
(It's a new year, I got a new change of gear, I swear)
So tell me girl, are you for real are you still down
I'm telling you, I have no time to fool around
(to all the girls I cheated on before)
[Wyclef:]
Hey yo, dear queen, by the the time you get this letter
It's 4 pages but my name ain't Aaliyah, what?
I don't know much about biology or chemistry
failed the SAT's, study Brooklyn Zoo-ology
Remember me, Wyclef, the memory
ectasy with no theory of manoghany
"To be or not to be", last words from Shakespeare
But a package says I wanna get rich with no fear
A few good men in the new millineam
Women got a new law, if you cheat you're a dead man
so I been dead like 100 times
Ask Cyndi Lauper, she'll tell you time after time
Like a virgin when I hit it for the very first time
She became a nymphomaniac and wanted it all the time
A thin line between love and lust
She mistake me for the rapper when I said "Can-I-Bus?"
[Hook:]
I cheated on you, you cheated on me
(to all the girls I cheated on before)
And this is not the way it's supposed to be
(It's a new year, I got a new change of gear, I swear)
So tell me girl, are you for real are you still down
I'm telling you, I have no time to fool around
(to all the guys I cheated on before)
[Queen Pen:]
Yo, I checked for you since I was straight up strugglin'
Before your cousin Jerry put you on, when you was nothin'
So why you play me like I don't know jack ish
('Cause like K-Solo, your mom's in my business)
Now who you wanna play loco to mine
Feelin' kinda twisted, heard through the grapevine
that I'm doin' my thing, more more waiting
(I swear) Many a years and many a tears
I use chose remix to make it quite clear
that he came in when you didn't want to be there
and I fell victim to this one night affair
by the time weeks came you was already there
And still I come home just looking at you
See I'm feeling kinda guilty but revengeful too
All the dirt you done done, you don't know a clue
Why I don't sex you no more, and that's not coo'
[Hook:]
I cheated on you, you cheated on me
(to all the guys I cheated on before)
And this is not the way it's supposed to be
(It's a new year, I got a new change of gear, I swear)
So tell me girl, are you for real are you still down
I'm telling you, I have no time to fool around
(let me sum this all up)
[Wyclef:]
Yo, yo, yo, and yo from the college dorm and til the dusk is dawn
I never felt cold until I lost one
Don't let go like EnVogue chocked on
Clash of the titans, now I'm on my unicorn
I left New Jerus, I'm on my way to Brook-lawn
Someone hit my bumper, I turned around and saw Sharon
Got surprised because I saw little Shawn
in the passenger seat with a bottle of Dom
Remain calm, called Cocren on the horn
Salaam, call up the chief 'cause a murder 'bout to go on
What the bomb, bomb, but this ain't a reggea song
It's like a old flick "Godzilla Versus King Kong"
If you saw the movie than you know what's gonna happen
West coat, down south, back to Manhattan
Like Vanessa from "Soul Food" when she came at night, B
Thank God it was a dream 'cause I woke up with my wifey
[Hook:]
I cheated on you, you cheated on me
(to all the girls I cheated on before)
And this is not the way it's supposed to be
(It's a new year, I got a new change of gear, I swear)
So tell me girl, are you for real are you still down
I'm telling you, I have no time to fool around
(to all the girls I cheated on before)
Salaam Remi collabo, Wyclef Jean, Product, yeah, Queen Pen
9-8 'til infinitee, for all you girls out there I cheated on before
Chickenhead (Remix) Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Spragga Benz)
[Intro - Wyclef]
Wyclef Jean with Spragga Benz
You know I got the reggae mix but this ain't complete
Know what I mean - to all the girls I cheated on before
Right about now - all my thugs around the world
If you love reggae music I want you to do this
Check it out, yo
Ah, put your lighter in the air, right, right
Put your lighter in the air, right, right
Put your lighter in the air, right, right
This is going straight to number one, check it out, yo
[Chorus - Wyclef]
Chickenhead (Jack it up, jack it up)
Hey yo, what's your prize tonight (yes, we have to jack it up)
I see it in your eyes (Yes, we have to jack it up)
You'll be alright tonight
[Verse 1 - Wyclef]
To all the girls I cheated on before, it's a new year
Hey yo, dear queen, by the time you get this letter
It's four pages but my name ain't Aaliyah
I don't know much about biology or chemistry
Failed the S.A.T.'s, study Brooklyn zoology
Remember me, Wyclef the memory
Ecstasy with no theory of manoghany
To be or not to be, last words from Shakespeare
But a package says I wanna get the bitch with no fear
A few good men in a new millenium
Woman got a new law, if you cheat you're a dead man
So I've been dead like 100 times
Ask Cyndi Lauper, she'll tell you time after time
She became an infomaniac, wanted it all the time
A thin line between love and lust
She mistake me for the rapper when I said Can-I-Bus
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Spragga Benz]
(To all the girls I cheated on before, Spragga Benz, where're you at,
wher're you at)
Chickenhead in a di bed, I feel dead, I feel dead
We have to jack it up, jack it up - keep up your head
Chickenhead in a di bed, I feel dead, I feel dead
We have to jack it up, jack it up, jack it up, yo
See my gal she a gimme a hug each day I come
Each an hour, understand, now she be on the bum
Wake up in di morning, all she know we are alone
Each day I cheat on a chickenhead I figure on
Bust it - man I go chill, me called a gal you wanna kill
She have faith, she have di skill, I know she want it she will
Gimme the right, a me remember, me have to come back for November
but the gal fe mi calendar forget that be the day
Chickenhead in a di beb, I feel dead, I feel dead
We have to jack it up, jack it up - keep up your head
Chickenhead in a di bed, I feel dead, Ifeel dead
We have to jack it up, jack it up, jack it up, jack it up
[Yo Spragga Man, what's going on]
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Wyclef]
To all the girls I cheated on before, it's a new year
Yo, yo, from the college dorm, until dusk is dawn
I never felt cold until I lost one
Don't let go like En Vogue chocked on
Clash of the titans, now I'm in my unicorn
I left New Jerus, I'm on my way to Brooklawn
Someone hit my bumper, I turned around and saw Sharon
Got surprised because I saw little Shawn
In the passenger seat with a bottle of dom
Remain calm, called Cocren on the horn
Salaam, warm up the jeep, cause a murder about to go on
What the bomb bomb but this ain't a reggae song
It's like a old flick, Godzilla vs King Kong
If you saw the movie than you know what's gonna happen
Down South, west coast, than back to Manhattan
Like Vanessa from "Soul food" when she came at night
Thank God it was a dream cause I woke up with my wife
[Chorus]
[Wyclef]
Thugs arond the world, yo
Ah, put your lighter in the air, right, right
Put your lighter in the air, right, right
Put your lighter in the air, right, right
Salaam Remi, Wyclef Jean, Spragga Benz
Nobody's safe no more
Lock your door, chickenheads on the loose
ooooooooooooooaah, I'm out
Refugee Camp abc, for your crews wanna test
Good night, good night, good night
Wyclef Jean with Spragga Benz
You know I got the reggae mix but this ain't complete
Know what I mean - to all the girls I cheated on before
Right about now - all my thugs around the world
If you love reggae music I want you to do this
Check it out, yo
Ah, put your lighter in the air, right, right
Put your lighter in the air, right, right
Put your lighter in the air, right, right
This is going straight to number one, check it out, yo
[Chorus - Wyclef]
Chickenhead (Jack it up, jack it up)
Hey yo, what's your prize tonight (yes, we have to jack it up)
I see it in your eyes (Yes, we have to jack it up)
You'll be alright tonight
[Verse 1 - Wyclef]
To all the girls I cheated on before, it's a new year
Hey yo, dear queen, by the time you get this letter
It's four pages but my name ain't Aaliyah
I don't know much about biology or chemistry
Failed the S.A.T.'s, study Brooklyn zoology
Remember me, Wyclef the memory
Ecstasy with no theory of manoghany
To be or not to be, last words from Shakespeare
But a package says I wanna get the bitch with no fear
A few good men in a new millenium
Woman got a new law, if you cheat you're a dead man
So I've been dead like 100 times
Ask Cyndi Lauper, she'll tell you time after time
She became an infomaniac, wanted it all the time
A thin line between love and lust
She mistake me for the rapper when I said Can-I-Bus
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Spragga Benz]
(To all the girls I cheated on before, Spragga Benz, where're you at,
wher're you at)
Chickenhead in a di bed, I feel dead, I feel dead
We have to jack it up, jack it up - keep up your head
Chickenhead in a di bed, I feel dead, I feel dead
We have to jack it up, jack it up, jack it up, yo
See my gal she a gimme a hug each day I come
Each an hour, understand, now she be on the bum
Wake up in di morning, all she know we are alone
Each day I cheat on a chickenhead I figure on
Bust it - man I go chill, me called a gal you wanna kill
She have faith, she have di skill, I know she want it she will
Gimme the right, a me remember, me have to come back for November
but the gal fe mi calendar forget that be the day
Chickenhead in a di beb, I feel dead, I feel dead
We have to jack it up, jack it up - keep up your head
Chickenhead in a di bed, I feel dead, Ifeel dead
We have to jack it up, jack it up, jack it up, jack it up
[Yo Spragga Man, what's going on]
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Wyclef]
To all the girls I cheated on before, it's a new year
Yo, yo, from the college dorm, until dusk is dawn
I never felt cold until I lost one
Don't let go like En Vogue chocked on
Clash of the titans, now I'm in my unicorn
I left New Jerus, I'm on my way to Brooklawn
Someone hit my bumper, I turned around and saw Sharon
Got surprised because I saw little Shawn
In the passenger seat with a bottle of dom
Remain calm, called Cocren on the horn
Salaam, warm up the jeep, cause a murder about to go on
What the bomb bomb but this ain't a reggae song
It's like a old flick, Godzilla vs King Kong
If you saw the movie than you know what's gonna happen
Down South, west coast, than back to Manhattan
Like Vanessa from "Soul food" when she came at night
Thank God it was a dream cause I woke up with my wife
[Chorus]
[Wyclef]
Thugs arond the world, yo
Ah, put your lighter in the air, right, right
Put your lighter in the air, right, right
Put your lighter in the air, right, right
Salaam Remi, Wyclef Jean, Spragga Benz
Nobody's safe no more
Lock your door, chickenheads on the loose
ooooooooooooooaah, I'm out
Refugee Camp abc, for your crews wanna test
Good night, good night, good night
Dance Like This Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Claudette Ortiz)
[Wyclef:]
I ain't come to fight tonight
Too many ladies up in here tonight
(Everybody report to the dance floor please! Grab a girl!)
[Wyclef:]
I never really knew that you could dance like this
She makes her man wanna speak spanish
Como se llama, Bonita? Mi casa, Su casa
[Claudette:]
The way you move, you've got me hypnotized
Especially when I look into his eyes
Hey Papi, I wanna see you do the dance to the conga
[Wyclef:]
Hey girl, I can see your body movin' and it's driving me crazy
And I did not have the slighest idea until I saw you dancin'
The way you walk up on the dance floor
Noobody could ignore the way you move your body, girl
And everything so unexpected the way you right and left it
So you could keep on digging it
Baila la calle de noche
Baila la calle de dia
Baila la calle de noche
Baila la calle de dia
[Chorus]
[Claudette:]
Hey boy, now that I see your new rhythm
I'm in a state of shock now
The way I can see your body movin'
And I don't want you to stop now
I like the way you approach me so sensually
You got me in a daze, boy
I can't ignore the way you're dancin'
You got me in a trance and I can't explain it
Baila la calle de noche
Baila la calle de dia
Baila la calle de noche
Baila la calle de dia
[Chorus]
[Wyclef:]
Senorita, feel the conga
Let me see you move like you come from Havana
[Claudette:]
Ohhh, I didn't know you did it like that
Hey, you Papi, don't you stop it
I wanna see you move your body
Ohhh, I didn't know you did it like that
Baila la calle de noche
Baila la calle de dia
Baila la calle de noche
Baila la calle de dia
[Chorus]
Baila la calle de noche
Baila la calle de dia
Baila la calle de noche
Baila la calle de dia
[Chorus x2]
I ain't come to fight tonight
Too many ladies up in here tonight
(Everybody report to the dance floor please! Grab a girl!)
[Wyclef:]
I never really knew that you could dance like this
She makes her man wanna speak spanish
Como se llama, Bonita? Mi casa, Su casa
[Claudette:]
The way you move, you've got me hypnotized
Especially when I look into his eyes
Hey Papi, I wanna see you do the dance to the conga
[Wyclef:]
Hey girl, I can see your body movin' and it's driving me crazy
And I did not have the slighest idea until I saw you dancin'
The way you walk up on the dance floor
Noobody could ignore the way you move your body, girl
And everything so unexpected the way you right and left it
So you could keep on digging it
Baila la calle de noche
Baila la calle de dia
Baila la calle de noche
Baila la calle de dia
[Chorus]
[Claudette:]
Hey boy, now that I see your new rhythm
I'm in a state of shock now
The way I can see your body movin'
And I don't want you to stop now
I like the way you approach me so sensually
You got me in a daze, boy
I can't ignore the way you're dancin'
You got me in a trance and I can't explain it
Baila la calle de noche
Baila la calle de dia
Baila la calle de noche
Baila la calle de dia
[Chorus]
[Wyclef:]
Senorita, feel the conga
Let me see you move like you come from Havana
[Claudette:]
Ohhh, I didn't know you did it like that
Hey, you Papi, don't you stop it
I wanna see you move your body
Ohhh, I didn't know you did it like that
Baila la calle de noche
Baila la calle de dia
Baila la calle de noche
Baila la calle de dia
[Chorus]
Baila la calle de noche
Baila la calle de dia
Baila la calle de noche
Baila la calle de dia
[Chorus x2]
Gone 'Til November (Pop Version) Lyrics – wyclef jean
[Wyclef - Spoken]
I wanna dedicate this song, Gone 'Til November...
To all you ladies out there, crying all alone in your room
And all you fellas, going down south...Not making it back...
May the lord bless your soul, I love you girl
[Wyclef - Chorus]
Every time I make a run
Girl you turn around and cry
I ask myself, why oh why?
See you must understand
I can't work a nine to five
so I'll be Gone...'Til November
Said I'll be Gone 'Til November
I'll be Gone 'Til November
Yo, tell my girl yo I'll be Gone 'Til November
I'll be Gone 'Til November
I'll be Gone 'Til November
Yo, tell my girl yo I'll be Gone 'Til November
January, February, March, April, May...
I see you crying, but girl I can't stay
I'll be Gone 'Til November
I'll be Gone 'Til November...
And give a kiss to my mother...
[Wyclef - Verse One]
Girl I gotta leave, please don't cry
When I come back, you know the limit's the sky
I'll take you out to dinner, to your favorite spot
Feed you an aphrodisiac just to get you hot
Drive-by movies, by a cemetary
If my corpse could talk then I would tell you I was sorry
Lifestyles of The Rich & Famous,
Some die with a name, some die nameless
[Chorus 1x]
[Wyclef - Verse Two]
We had nothin'
I had to do something
So I'm Knocking On Heaven's Door, like I'm Bob Dylan
Ever comtemplating, the charges I'm facing
My new-born son, I hope I see his graduation
Take him to the movies, by the cemetary
If my corpse could talk then I would tell him, I was sorry
Lifestyles of The Rich & Famous
Some die with a name, some die nameless!
[Chorus 1x]
I wanna dedicate this song, Gone 'Til November...
To all you ladies out there, crying all alone in your room
And all you fellas, going down south...Not making it back...
May the lord bless your soul, I love you girl
[Wyclef - Chorus]
Every time I make a run
Girl you turn around and cry
I ask myself, why oh why?
See you must understand
I can't work a nine to five
so I'll be Gone...'Til November
Said I'll be Gone 'Til November
I'll be Gone 'Til November
Yo, tell my girl yo I'll be Gone 'Til November
I'll be Gone 'Til November
I'll be Gone 'Til November
Yo, tell my girl yo I'll be Gone 'Til November
January, February, March, April, May...
I see you crying, but girl I can't stay
I'll be Gone 'Til November
I'll be Gone 'Til November...
And give a kiss to my mother...
[Wyclef - Verse One]
Girl I gotta leave, please don't cry
When I come back, you know the limit's the sky
I'll take you out to dinner, to your favorite spot
Feed you an aphrodisiac just to get you hot
Drive-by movies, by a cemetary
If my corpse could talk then I would tell you I was sorry
Lifestyles of The Rich & Famous,
Some die with a name, some die nameless
[Chorus 1x]
[Wyclef - Verse Two]
We had nothin'
I had to do something
So I'm Knocking On Heaven's Door, like I'm Bob Dylan
Ever comtemplating, the charges I'm facing
My new-born son, I hope I see his graduation
Take him to the movies, by the cemetary
If my corpse could talk then I would tell him, I was sorry
Lifestyles of The Rich & Famous
Some die with a name, some die nameless!
[Chorus 1x]
Gone Til November (The Makin' Runs Remix) Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Canibus, R. Kelly, Khadejiah Bass)
[Wyclef Jean]
Tell me how you like it
Right about now I know y'all diggin this, so just...
turn up, your radio wherever you at
We about to bring it
This is Wyclef Jean up here ("Word to Wyclef" - Busta Rhymes)
With Canibus workin the night shift ("Word to Wyclef")
Yo, we want all the ladies to put your hands in the air ("Word to Wyclef")
and sing this song with us ("Word to Wyclef")
Yo, R. Kelly, ya ready? Come on
[R. Kelly]
Now everytime I make a run (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Girl, you turn around and cry
I ask myself oh, why ohhh why... (uh-huh, uh-huh)
See you've got to understand
I can't work a nine to five
So I'll be gone... til November
[Wyclef + Khadejiah Bass]
Tell me say Michelle, my belle
Yo I'll be gone til November
Standin on the block where the spot get hot, selling rocks
Guaranteed to get set up, by crooked cop
Michelle, my belle (you was wrong)
I know it's wrong, I wrote this rap song
Forgive me when I'm gone, me and Canibus
we workin the night shift, shift, shift
[Wyclef Jean]
I got it made, hey last word from the hustler
Hey, young 'Clef, take care of your mother
Looked at him and replied, "Yo, daddy where you goin?"
He said, "To Baltimore," he'll be back in the mornin
Gave my mom a hug for her soul when she cry
Every man want heaven, no man want die
Vanished through the door, all I saw was his shadow
Heard mom echo, "I don't wanna be a widow"
That's when I realized, death was ahead
Old man pulled off, in a black caravan
With some dark skinned brothers who looked Sicilian
singing Karma Karma Karma Karma Karma Cha-me-leon
[Prazwell/Dirty Cash]
Yeah, yeah, check it, can't stop the shinin
You wanna stop the shinin? No doubt, ahh
[Wyclef Jean]
Everytime I make a run (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Girl, you turn around and cry (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I ask myself why, oh why (you need muscle for da hustle)
See you must understand (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I can't work a nine to five (uh-huh, uh-huh)
So I'll be gone, til November (uh-huh, uh-huh)
[Wyclef + Khadejiah Bass]
Tell me say Michelle, my belle
Yo, I'll be gone til November
Standing on the block where the spot get hot selling rocks
Guaranteed to get set up by a crooked cop
Tell me say Michelle, my belle (you was wrong)
I know it's wrong, I wrote this rap song
Forgive me when I'm gone, me and Canibus (soooo wronnnng)
we workin the night shift, shift, shift
[Canibus]
Me and 'Clef, we ready to get it on, the three and a half pound
organ imbedded in our skulls is what makes us better than y'all
I'm telling you God, ain't nobody reppin this hard since Genghis Khan
We raise Hell til the heavens fall
Me and my Fugee affiliates buildin, wit plans to make millions
over a quiet game of billiards
Black Sicilians, the descendants of West Indian pilgrims
With the power to collapse buildings
Riding across the ocean floor like Poseidon on a seahorse
to reach our overseas tours
By the middle of March, when the pregnancy starts
in my lady's placenta, I'll be gone 'till November (come on)
[R. Kelly + Wyclef]
Now everytime I make a run
Girl, you turn around and cry (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I ask myself oh why, oh why (you need muscle for the hustle, uh-huh)
See you've got to understand (uh-huh)
I can't work a nine to five (uh-huh)
So I'll be gone, til November
[Wyclef + Khadejiah Bass]
Tell me say Michelle, my belle
Yo I'll be gone til November
Standin on the block where the spot get hot, selling rocks
Guaranteed to get set up by a crooked cop
Michelle, my belle (you was wrong)
I know it's wrong, I wrote this rap song
Forgive me when I'm gone, me and Canibus
we workin the night shift, shift, shift
(Are you a) S-O, S-O
(A meanine) so-so, so-so
[Wyclef Jean]
You gave the feds more info than Sammy "The Bull" Gravano
Jeremiah wore the wire, snitch on Zachariah
In return the feds offer the throne to Neb'kenezer
[Canibus]
Trust me, you don't wanna be the one we bring it to
Our lyrical, can make your rap careers real miserable
You ain't invincible all we gotta do is get pissed at you
Point you out to some people that'll physically injure you
[Wyclef Jean]
It's like Lord, take this ass whippin some more
Like Jay-Z, "pa-pa's," someone pass the guaze
[R. Kelly + Wyclef]
Now everytime I make a run (uh-huh)
Girl, you turn around and cry
I ask myself oh why, oh why (you need muscle for the hustle)
See you've got to understand
I can't work a 9 to 5
So I'll be gone, til November...
Tell me how you like it
Right about now I know y'all diggin this, so just...
turn up, your radio wherever you at
We about to bring it
This is Wyclef Jean up here ("Word to Wyclef" - Busta Rhymes)
With Canibus workin the night shift ("Word to Wyclef")
Yo, we want all the ladies to put your hands in the air ("Word to Wyclef")
and sing this song with us ("Word to Wyclef")
Yo, R. Kelly, ya ready? Come on
[R. Kelly]
Now everytime I make a run (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Girl, you turn around and cry
I ask myself oh, why ohhh why... (uh-huh, uh-huh)
See you've got to understand
I can't work a nine to five
So I'll be gone... til November
[Wyclef + Khadejiah Bass]
Tell me say Michelle, my belle
Yo I'll be gone til November
Standin on the block where the spot get hot, selling rocks
Guaranteed to get set up, by crooked cop
Michelle, my belle (you was wrong)
I know it's wrong, I wrote this rap song
Forgive me when I'm gone, me and Canibus
we workin the night shift, shift, shift
[Wyclef Jean]
I got it made, hey last word from the hustler
Hey, young 'Clef, take care of your mother
Looked at him and replied, "Yo, daddy where you goin?"
He said, "To Baltimore," he'll be back in the mornin
Gave my mom a hug for her soul when she cry
Every man want heaven, no man want die
Vanished through the door, all I saw was his shadow
Heard mom echo, "I don't wanna be a widow"
That's when I realized, death was ahead
Old man pulled off, in a black caravan
With some dark skinned brothers who looked Sicilian
singing Karma Karma Karma Karma Karma Cha-me-leon
[Prazwell/Dirty Cash]
Yeah, yeah, check it, can't stop the shinin
You wanna stop the shinin? No doubt, ahh
[Wyclef Jean]
Everytime I make a run (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Girl, you turn around and cry (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I ask myself why, oh why (you need muscle for da hustle)
See you must understand (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I can't work a nine to five (uh-huh, uh-huh)
So I'll be gone, til November (uh-huh, uh-huh)
[Wyclef + Khadejiah Bass]
Tell me say Michelle, my belle
Yo, I'll be gone til November
Standing on the block where the spot get hot selling rocks
Guaranteed to get set up by a crooked cop
Tell me say Michelle, my belle (you was wrong)
I know it's wrong, I wrote this rap song
Forgive me when I'm gone, me and Canibus (soooo wronnnng)
we workin the night shift, shift, shift
[Canibus]
Me and 'Clef, we ready to get it on, the three and a half pound
organ imbedded in our skulls is what makes us better than y'all
I'm telling you God, ain't nobody reppin this hard since Genghis Khan
We raise Hell til the heavens fall
Me and my Fugee affiliates buildin, wit plans to make millions
over a quiet game of billiards
Black Sicilians, the descendants of West Indian pilgrims
With the power to collapse buildings
Riding across the ocean floor like Poseidon on a seahorse
to reach our overseas tours
By the middle of March, when the pregnancy starts
in my lady's placenta, I'll be gone 'till November (come on)
[R. Kelly + Wyclef]
Now everytime I make a run
Girl, you turn around and cry (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I ask myself oh why, oh why (you need muscle for the hustle, uh-huh)
See you've got to understand (uh-huh)
I can't work a nine to five (uh-huh)
So I'll be gone, til November
[Wyclef + Khadejiah Bass]
Tell me say Michelle, my belle
Yo I'll be gone til November
Standin on the block where the spot get hot, selling rocks
Guaranteed to get set up by a crooked cop
Michelle, my belle (you was wrong)
I know it's wrong, I wrote this rap song
Forgive me when I'm gone, me and Canibus
we workin the night shift, shift, shift
(Are you a) S-O, S-O
(A meanine) so-so, so-so
[Wyclef Jean]
You gave the feds more info than Sammy "The Bull" Gravano
Jeremiah wore the wire, snitch on Zachariah
In return the feds offer the throne to Neb'kenezer
[Canibus]
Trust me, you don't wanna be the one we bring it to
Our lyrical, can make your rap careers real miserable
You ain't invincible all we gotta do is get pissed at you
Point you out to some people that'll physically injure you
[Wyclef Jean]
It's like Lord, take this ass whippin some more
Like Jay-Z, "pa-pa's," someone pass the guaze
[R. Kelly + Wyclef]
Now everytime I make a run (uh-huh)
Girl, you turn around and cry
I ask myself oh why, oh why (you need muscle for the hustle)
See you've got to understand
I can't work a 9 to 5
So I'll be gone, til November...
Haitian Slumdog Millionaire Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Imposs)
It seems like the only way you gon' hear me
Is when I throw the autotune on my voice
So rep yo city rep yo city
rep yo city rep yo city!
rep yo city rep yo city
rep yo city rep yo city!
[Chorus]
I'm a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
I'm a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
Ain't nothing you gon' tell me that I can't hear
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
Sticks and stones may break my bones
but names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater Hater Hater
how does it feel when you u see me countin' paper paper ?
Some don't like me cause I left the block
I can't be about 40 still on the block
Look at you bout 50 still on the block
Talkin' bout you got swag doin' same ol' gwap
When I was young it was you I watched
I said I wouldn't make the same mistakes I got off the block
You know the life of the refugee
In any second I can become a deportee
So when you talk about you got checks
Boy you must be in a club high off a x
Cause cash that we got it ain't even in the states
And the cars that we drop they got diplomatic plates
This ain't a rap song it's the truth
Google Wyclef Jean if you lookin for the proof
And if you want me to sign you you got to be tri langual
Ask IMPOSS he got the tri langual lingo
[Chorus]
I'm a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
I'm a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
Ain't nothing you gon' tell me that I can't hear
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
Sticks and stones may break my bones
but names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater Hater Hater
how does it feel when you u see me countin' paper paper ?
[IMPOSS Verse]
Came from dirt, now my polo shirt; not a rinkle
Y'all didn't know my lingo's tri langual
My single; achete li..., achete le...
Swo hot you can't cop ...UN... gotta cop ...deux...
All dem dudez from my block be screamin ... rouge et blue ...
And dem cops on the block be aimin ... ouvre les yeux...
[Wyclef Jean]
Oh if you don't want anotha riot
Stop firin at the innocent Mr. Sergeant!
[IMPOSS Verse]
Yeah, hey time got hard but we had to push on
Girls who didn't like us now they call us Pouchon
Slow motion: now they wanna wine slow
All cause my flow's sick you could call it the swine flow
Box hataz, on my coner got Wyclef
I push your mind right cause I don't throw no weak left
Every hit is a knock out punch
came from nothing now you see me pop out the brunch hen..
surpass everybody by a landslide
fly first class now I'm up in N.Y
and I was sent by Wyclef
to be the champ I'm not by my self
I got all young Haitian slumdog millionaire
[Chorus]
I'm a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
I'm a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
Ain't nothing you gon' tell me that I can't hear
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
Sticks and stones may break my bones
but names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater Hater Hater
rep yo city rep yo city
rep yo city rep yo city!
rep yo city rep yo city
rep yo city rep yo city!
Lil Haiti we here Montreal, Brooklyn, Queens
Stand up now
I'm a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
I'm a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
Ain't nothing you gon' tell me that I can't hear
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
Sa Pase records
Haitian slumdog millionaire
If IMPOSS can do it..so can you
Wyclef Commander and chief
N'ale Jerry Wonda on the cooka
wwOouuhh..gad sent di riz sauce pois Kalalou sa mezanmi
Is when I throw the autotune on my voice
So rep yo city rep yo city
rep yo city rep yo city!
rep yo city rep yo city
rep yo city rep yo city!
[Chorus]
I'm a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
I'm a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
Ain't nothing you gon' tell me that I can't hear
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
Sticks and stones may break my bones
but names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater Hater Hater
how does it feel when you u see me countin' paper paper ?
Some don't like me cause I left the block
I can't be about 40 still on the block
Look at you bout 50 still on the block
Talkin' bout you got swag doin' same ol' gwap
When I was young it was you I watched
I said I wouldn't make the same mistakes I got off the block
You know the life of the refugee
In any second I can become a deportee
So when you talk about you got checks
Boy you must be in a club high off a x
Cause cash that we got it ain't even in the states
And the cars that we drop they got diplomatic plates
This ain't a rap song it's the truth
Google Wyclef Jean if you lookin for the proof
And if you want me to sign you you got to be tri langual
Ask IMPOSS he got the tri langual lingo
[Chorus]
I'm a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
I'm a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
Ain't nothing you gon' tell me that I can't hear
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
Sticks and stones may break my bones
but names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater Hater Hater
how does it feel when you u see me countin' paper paper ?
[IMPOSS Verse]
Came from dirt, now my polo shirt; not a rinkle
Y'all didn't know my lingo's tri langual
My single; achete li..., achete le...
Swo hot you can't cop ...UN... gotta cop ...deux...
All dem dudez from my block be screamin ... rouge et blue ...
And dem cops on the block be aimin ... ouvre les yeux...
[Wyclef Jean]
Oh if you don't want anotha riot
Stop firin at the innocent Mr. Sergeant!
[IMPOSS Verse]
Yeah, hey time got hard but we had to push on
Girls who didn't like us now they call us Pouchon
Slow motion: now they wanna wine slow
All cause my flow's sick you could call it the swine flow
Box hataz, on my coner got Wyclef
I push your mind right cause I don't throw no weak left
Every hit is a knock out punch
came from nothing now you see me pop out the brunch hen..
surpass everybody by a landslide
fly first class now I'm up in N.Y
and I was sent by Wyclef
to be the champ I'm not by my self
I got all young Haitian slumdog millionaire
[Chorus]
I'm a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
I'm a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
Ain't nothing you gon' tell me that I can't hear
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
Sticks and stones may break my bones
but names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater Hater Hater
rep yo city rep yo city
rep yo city rep yo city!
rep yo city rep yo city
rep yo city rep yo city!
Lil Haiti we here Montreal, Brooklyn, Queens
Stand up now
I'm a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
I'm a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
Ain't nothing you gon' tell me that I can't hear
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
Sa Pase records
Haitian slumdog millionaire
If IMPOSS can do it..so can you
Wyclef Commander and chief
N'ale Jerry Wonda on the cooka
wwOouuhh..gad sent di riz sauce pois Kalalou sa mezanmi
If I Was President Lyrics – wyclef jean
[chorus]
If I was president,
I'd get elected on Friday, assassinated on Saturday,
and buried on Sunday.
If I was president...
If I was president
Instead of spending billions on the war,
I can use that money, to feed the poor.
I know some so poor, when it rains that's when they shower,
when screaming "fight the power".
That's when the vulture devoured
[chorus]
If I was president,
I'd get elected on Friday, assassinated on Saturday,
and buried on Sunday.
If I was president...
If I was president...
If I was president...
If I was president
But the radio won't play this.
They call this rebel music.
How can you refuse it, children of moses?
[chorus]
If I was president,
I'd get elected on Friday, assassinated on Saturday,
and buried on Sunday.
If I was president...
If i was president
Tell the children the truth, the truth.
Christopher Columbus didn't discover America.
Tell them the truth.
The truth
YEAH! Tell them about Marcus Garvey.
Tell the children, the truth, yeah! The truth
Tell them about Martin Luther King.
Tell them the truth.
The Truth.
Tell them about JFK
If I was President
[chorus]
If I was president,
I'd get elected on Friday, assassinated on Saturday,
and buried on Sunday.
If I was president...
If I was president
If I was president,
I'd get elected on Friday, assassinated on Saturday,
and buried on Sunday.
If I was president...
If I was president
Instead of spending billions on the war,
I can use that money, to feed the poor.
I know some so poor, when it rains that's when they shower,
when screaming "fight the power".
That's when the vulture devoured
[chorus]
If I was president,
I'd get elected on Friday, assassinated on Saturday,
and buried on Sunday.
If I was president...
If I was president...
If I was president...
If I was president
But the radio won't play this.
They call this rebel music.
How can you refuse it, children of moses?
[chorus]
If I was president,
I'd get elected on Friday, assassinated on Saturday,
and buried on Sunday.
If I was president...
If i was president
Tell the children the truth, the truth.
Christopher Columbus didn't discover America.
Tell them the truth.
The truth
YEAH! Tell them about Marcus Garvey.
Tell the children, the truth, yeah! The truth
Tell them about Martin Luther King.
Tell them the truth.
The Truth.
Tell them about JFK
If I was President
[chorus]
If I was president,
I'd get elected on Friday, assassinated on Saturday,
and buried on Sunday.
If I was president...
If I was president
Imagino Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. ReFugee All-Stars)
1997 (Mille neuf cent quatre vingt dix sept)
pour l'an 2.000 (Deux mille)
Refugiers, Soldats
en avant, en avant, en avant
en avant
Pour les gens qui vivent dans le ghetto
l'imagination
OUI, OUI y'all
[CHORUS:]
Imagino..
un, deux : Un monde uni et sans frontiere
Imagino..
trois, quatre : La paix au lieu de la guerre
Imagino..
cinq, six : Les gens vivant centenaire
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all
Oui, oui y'all
Pour les gens qui vivent dans le ghetto, bravo
Moi au micro, je n'oublie jamais Soweto
Ou on joue style au micro ??? Comme un loto
Pitie pour les refugiers victimes de l'embargo
Qui s'embarquent sans photo
gros bateau
Ou la mort est le cadeau
Comme a dit "Semayo"
Ceux qui emmigrent, repartent a zero
Se defendent avec ouzi ou meme d'un couteau
C'est une realite qui arrive a l'apio
Une partie des groupes ??? les gens ???
C'est peut etre rigolo pour les gens qui habitent un chateau
Mais c'est une realite quand t'as pas d'Alpha Romeo
Imagino..Oui, oui y'all
Oui, oui y'all
Oui, oui y'all..
[CHORUS:]
Imagino..
1 2 : Un monde uni et sans frontiere
Imagino..
3 4 : La paix au lieu de la guerre
Imagino..
5 6 : Les gens vivant centenaire
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
[Wiclef Jean:] Rappeur, informateur, tricheur
Fils de pasteur, animateur, acteur pour le public
Quand 10.000 (dix mille) personne se retrouvent au Zenith
A quoi bon gagner le monde si c'est pour perdre mon esprit
Mieux vaut pauvrete que l'enfer infini
Si vous etes d'accord, venez le voir
Sinon, allez voir "Juda"
Les disciples du Congo, comme les gens du ghetto
Tous font parties des conflits mondiaux
C'est peut etre rigolo pour les gens qui vivent en chateau
Mais c'est une realite quand t'as pas d'Alpha Romeo
Imagino..Oui, oui y'all
Oui, oui y'all
Oui, oui y'all..oui
Dedicace a tout ceux qui sont partis
Comme Jerusalem je t'aime, Alpha Blondy
Quand je marche dans la vallee de la mort
Je ne craint aucun mal car tu es avec moi
La surpopulation,
mauvaise situation
Si l'on va changer,
la terre va exploser
Elle va faire un afractus,
comme l'a predit Nostradamus
C'est notre destinee
Maintenant les des sont jetes
La ??? de ??? vient du ciel et les victimes sont des enfants
Les enfants de la guerre victimes des gouvernements
C'est peut etre rigolo pour les gens qui vivent en chateau
Mais c'est une realite quand t'as pas d'Alpha Romeo
Imagino..Oui, oui y'all
Oui, oui y'all
Oui, oui y'all
Oui, oui y'all
Imagino..
1 2 : Un monde uni et sans frontiere
Imagino..
3 4 : La paix au lieu de la guerre
Imagino..
5 6 : Les gens vivant centenaire
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
1804 (Mille huit cent quatre), Je suis content!
Imagino..
1 2 : Un monde uni et sans frontiere
Imagino..
3 4 : Pour les gens qui vivent dans le ghetto
Imagino..
5 6 : Les gens vivant centenaire
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
pour l'an 2.000 (Deux mille)
Refugiers, Soldats
en avant, en avant, en avant
en avant
Pour les gens qui vivent dans le ghetto
l'imagination
OUI, OUI y'all
[CHORUS:]
Imagino..
un, deux : Un monde uni et sans frontiere
Imagino..
trois, quatre : La paix au lieu de la guerre
Imagino..
cinq, six : Les gens vivant centenaire
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all
Oui, oui y'all
Pour les gens qui vivent dans le ghetto, bravo
Moi au micro, je n'oublie jamais Soweto
Ou on joue style au micro ??? Comme un loto
Pitie pour les refugiers victimes de l'embargo
Qui s'embarquent sans photo
gros bateau
Ou la mort est le cadeau
Comme a dit "Semayo"
Ceux qui emmigrent, repartent a zero
Se defendent avec ouzi ou meme d'un couteau
C'est une realite qui arrive a l'apio
Une partie des groupes ??? les gens ???
C'est peut etre rigolo pour les gens qui habitent un chateau
Mais c'est une realite quand t'as pas d'Alpha Romeo
Imagino..Oui, oui y'all
Oui, oui y'all
Oui, oui y'all..
[CHORUS:]
Imagino..
1 2 : Un monde uni et sans frontiere
Imagino..
3 4 : La paix au lieu de la guerre
Imagino..
5 6 : Les gens vivant centenaire
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
[Wiclef Jean:] Rappeur, informateur, tricheur
Fils de pasteur, animateur, acteur pour le public
Quand 10.000 (dix mille) personne se retrouvent au Zenith
A quoi bon gagner le monde si c'est pour perdre mon esprit
Mieux vaut pauvrete que l'enfer infini
Si vous etes d'accord, venez le voir
Sinon, allez voir "Juda"
Les disciples du Congo, comme les gens du ghetto
Tous font parties des conflits mondiaux
C'est peut etre rigolo pour les gens qui vivent en chateau
Mais c'est une realite quand t'as pas d'Alpha Romeo
Imagino..Oui, oui y'all
Oui, oui y'all
Oui, oui y'all..oui
Dedicace a tout ceux qui sont partis
Comme Jerusalem je t'aime, Alpha Blondy
Quand je marche dans la vallee de la mort
Je ne craint aucun mal car tu es avec moi
La surpopulation,
mauvaise situation
Si l'on va changer,
la terre va exploser
Elle va faire un afractus,
comme l'a predit Nostradamus
C'est notre destinee
Maintenant les des sont jetes
La ??? de ??? vient du ciel et les victimes sont des enfants
Les enfants de la guerre victimes des gouvernements
C'est peut etre rigolo pour les gens qui vivent en chateau
Mais c'est une realite quand t'as pas d'Alpha Romeo
Imagino..Oui, oui y'all
Oui, oui y'all
Oui, oui y'all
Oui, oui y'all
Imagino..
1 2 : Un monde uni et sans frontiere
Imagino..
3 4 : La paix au lieu de la guerre
Imagino..
5 6 : Les gens vivant centenaire
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
1804 (Mille huit cent quatre), Je suis content!
Imagino..
1 2 : Un monde uni et sans frontiere
Imagino..
3 4 : Pour les gens qui vivent dans le ghetto
Imagino..
5 6 : Les gens vivant centenaire
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
Oui, oui y'all oui
In The Zone lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Ivy Queen)
I believe in miracles
Where you from?
You sexy thing (you sexy thing, you)
I believe in miracles
Since you came along
You sexy thing
[Wyclef]
Uno, dos (check it out), tres, cuatro
I woke up in a dream, Wyclef and Ivy Queen
Drinkin with your Hennessey, you spit on Louis the XIII
I ain't tipsy but C-O-P stopped me
Cause I'm with Omar, a Puerto Rican with a Lamborghini
Ole, ole but this ain't a bullfight
Late at night, I'm gonna bring the fright of Poltergeist
Looked at me through the shades,
Tried to play me like a hermit
I looked at Omar and said, "Yo pass me my gun permit"
[Ivy Queen]
Todas las culturas se unen esta vez
Representando los Boricuas junto a Wyclef
Queena es mi nombre el original Borinquen
De tal manera demuestro como, so come again
[Chorus]
Yes, Queena, de que es al pa' ahi
Que no se olvide de que es la ley
Vamos celebrar en el tola y va cantando
Y combate lo que me pertenece
[Wyclef]
Hey where you from Ivy Queen?
[Ivy Queen]
Puerto Rico, One time!
[Wylcef]
Hey yo all my thug cats, back to the crime
Hey where you from Ivy Queen?
[Ivy Queen]
Puerto Rico, One time!
[Samples from beginning]
[Wyclef]
He looked at my permit and said, "Get out the car"
I'm about to bring the earth, wind, and fire life from Shining Star
Looked at him bizarre, I said, "Hell no"
The music got tense in a place called el barrio
[Ivy Queen]
Representan no de maneras, man
No hay colo-nias que nos detengan
La-tinos, vengan, siempre sobresalen
A los americanos demostrando lo que saben
Come again, yeah
[Chorus x2]
[Wyclef]
Ivy Queen, there was no one around the street
Was like ghost town, six cop cars, one black, one Porto Rican
I ain't a shook one, so I got out the car
I close my eyes, son, I'm waitin for police to blast one
[Ivy Queen]
Te digo lo que ?, demuestro lo que doy
A (yeah) todos los hermanos habran pasos te voy
Que no dejes, que no crees que vengo esta vez
La Queena, una vez mas, para hacer lasos entender
[Chorus x2]
[Wyclef]
Yo, check the story, I thought I was dead (Oh shit)
Here comes Ivy, in a black Beemer
Pumpin this in my Rivera
Cast the guns, this ain't salsa
It ain't? That's the Macarena
Cause when I looked at the cop badges, I saw no number
How do I know if he's an imposter?
I'm 'bout to feed him to the lobsters
And take him shoppin to the Bahamas, and hide with mobsters
[Ivy Queen]
ay ?
Que a mi me puedan tumbar, ay
Ya yo soy la Reina y te lo vine a demostrar
Man, libra, que los Latinos son high, high
son del medio ?
Te digo lo que ?, demostre lo que doy
Gracias a Jesus Cristo, siempre tengo el control
Ya lo ves, no sabes, tienes que entender
La cuidad viene dura, ya ves con Wyclef
Where you from?
You sexy thing (you sexy thing, you)
I believe in miracles
Since you came along
You sexy thing
[Wyclef]
Uno, dos (check it out), tres, cuatro
I woke up in a dream, Wyclef and Ivy Queen
Drinkin with your Hennessey, you spit on Louis the XIII
I ain't tipsy but C-O-P stopped me
Cause I'm with Omar, a Puerto Rican with a Lamborghini
Ole, ole but this ain't a bullfight
Late at night, I'm gonna bring the fright of Poltergeist
Looked at me through the shades,
Tried to play me like a hermit
I looked at Omar and said, "Yo pass me my gun permit"
[Ivy Queen]
Todas las culturas se unen esta vez
Representando los Boricuas junto a Wyclef
Queena es mi nombre el original Borinquen
De tal manera demuestro como, so come again
[Chorus]
Yes, Queena, de que es al pa' ahi
Que no se olvide de que es la ley
Vamos celebrar en el tola y va cantando
Y combate lo que me pertenece
[Wyclef]
Hey where you from Ivy Queen?
[Ivy Queen]
Puerto Rico, One time!
[Wylcef]
Hey yo all my thug cats, back to the crime
Hey where you from Ivy Queen?
[Ivy Queen]
Puerto Rico, One time!
[Samples from beginning]
[Wyclef]
He looked at my permit and said, "Get out the car"
I'm about to bring the earth, wind, and fire life from Shining Star
Looked at him bizarre, I said, "Hell no"
The music got tense in a place called el barrio
[Ivy Queen]
Representan no de maneras, man
No hay colo-nias que nos detengan
La-tinos, vengan, siempre sobresalen
A los americanos demostrando lo que saben
Come again, yeah
[Chorus x2]
[Wyclef]
Ivy Queen, there was no one around the street
Was like ghost town, six cop cars, one black, one Porto Rican
I ain't a shook one, so I got out the car
I close my eyes, son, I'm waitin for police to blast one
[Ivy Queen]
Te digo lo que ?, demuestro lo que doy
A (yeah) todos los hermanos habran pasos te voy
Que no dejes, que no crees que vengo esta vez
La Queena, una vez mas, para hacer lasos entender
[Chorus x2]
[Wyclef]
Yo, check the story, I thought I was dead (Oh shit)
Here comes Ivy, in a black Beemer
Pumpin this in my Rivera
Cast the guns, this ain't salsa
It ain't? That's the Macarena
Cause when I looked at the cop badges, I saw no number
How do I know if he's an imposter?
I'm 'bout to feed him to the lobsters
And take him shoppin to the Bahamas, and hide with mobsters
[Ivy Queen]
ay ?
Que a mi me puedan tumbar, ay
Ya yo soy la Reina y te lo vine a demostrar
Man, libra, que los Latinos son high, high
son del medio ?
Te digo lo que ?, demostre lo que doy
Gracias a Jesus Cristo, siempre tengo el control
Ya lo ves, no sabes, tienes que entender
La cuidad viene dura, ya ves con Wyclef
Men In Blue (No Airplay) lyrics – wyclef jean
[Wyclef]
Yo, the Brooklyn Bridge is going to collapse yo
Yo, this is Wyclef Jean the Refugee Allstars up in here
The CNN for the world
Yo what's this I here about the police in Brooklyn?
Turn this jam up yo
Yo this is the type of jam that be getting No Airplay
I want the whole world to hear this joint right here (apocalypse baby)
Yo this is the type of jam that be getting No Airplay
You asked for it buddy, here it comes...
[Wyclef - Hook - 2x]
One, two ; watch out for the man in blue
Three, four; I keep it raw and hardcore
Five, six; you're beating us with nightsticks
Seven, eight; I'm forced to pack a thirty-eight
Nine, ten; you put me in a pen
if I could do it all again, I'd probably bust your chin
[Wyclef - Verse One]
I'm from a land of black bats, alley rats and cats
Scratch up my car, set me up for the carjack
Under pressure, I've got a legal gat
Two straps, a total of sixteen caps
Say something positive? More positivity
More positivity, more police brutality
Thugs get angry, the violence increase
You want peace, make Wyclef chief of police
Riding through the hood it's the same old story
It's either you play ball or you drug dealy-dealy
Standing on the block when the spot gets hot
Guaranteed to get set up, by a crooked cop
So I'm sittin back, rhyming on instrumentals
Anything I touch, it turns monumental
Me and Jerry Wonder, we keep it credible for the streets
At the same time we've gotta eat
When we commercialize it's to enterprise
We're guaranteed to sell a hundred mil before we die
But Jerry is broke, that's the situation
Nine-seven, it's like no more eviction
No more war milk, no more government cheese
Police keep on shooting at our bulletproof Bentleys
[Pre-chorus]
Yo this is the type of jam that be getting No Airplay
The Brooklyn Bridge is about to collapse, apocalypse
This the type of jam that be getting No Airplay
The ghetto is fed up, we got the arms in the air
[Hook - 1x]
[Wyclef - Verse Two]
Hey yo, back on Earth, the party's still at the Tunnel
on the West side of the river, what man quiver
Rats get fed to the alligator
Gun blasts equivalent to the bombs in Pearl Harbor
Rescue choppers, Brooklyn turned to Hiroshima
I'm driving to Jersey to escape the terror
I was on the highway pushing a black Viper
A car pulls up, is he a jack or a sniper?
A blue Range Rover, he says pull over
I didn't know he was a DT undercover
I screamed out my lungs, 'This is discrimination!
What's the charge?'
He said, 'You just robbed a gas station'
'Who me? Not me! It couldn't be,
I was at the Grammy's with L-Boogie, didn't you see me on TV?'
'B.S.!, you're all in the same gang'
He ran me off the road, like he was Roscoe Pe-col-trane
I stayed calm, gave him a hell of a show
Cause if it's ever time to go, all I gotta press is turbo
Heard him on his walkie, road block on 280 West
Things got serious, that's when I bust a left
U-Turn, my tires burn, my concern, was the truck
comin head-on collision waited a second, changed position
Close one heh, I almost went up in a blaze
Running from what appeared to be a masquerade
You know the story, it's the same old math
In Brooklyn, police put a plunger up a man's ass!
[Pre-Chorus]
This is the type of jam that be getting No Airplay
The Brooklyn Bridge will collapse son!
This is the type of kam that be getting No Airplay
Police brutality needs to stop!!!
[Hook]
I'm out!
Wyclef Jean, CNN...CNN...CNN! (Where Brooklyn at?! Where Brooklyn at?)
Can't forget Jersey though baby!
Police brutality is all around the whole world,
we really need to chill all of that out...
Yo, the Brooklyn Bridge is going to collapse yo
Yo, this is Wyclef Jean the Refugee Allstars up in here
The CNN for the world
Yo what's this I here about the police in Brooklyn?
Turn this jam up yo
Yo this is the type of jam that be getting No Airplay
I want the whole world to hear this joint right here (apocalypse baby)
Yo this is the type of jam that be getting No Airplay
You asked for it buddy, here it comes...
[Wyclef - Hook - 2x]
One, two ; watch out for the man in blue
Three, four; I keep it raw and hardcore
Five, six; you're beating us with nightsticks
Seven, eight; I'm forced to pack a thirty-eight
Nine, ten; you put me in a pen
if I could do it all again, I'd probably bust your chin
[Wyclef - Verse One]
I'm from a land of black bats, alley rats and cats
Scratch up my car, set me up for the carjack
Under pressure, I've got a legal gat
Two straps, a total of sixteen caps
Say something positive? More positivity
More positivity, more police brutality
Thugs get angry, the violence increase
You want peace, make Wyclef chief of police
Riding through the hood it's the same old story
It's either you play ball or you drug dealy-dealy
Standing on the block when the spot gets hot
Guaranteed to get set up, by a crooked cop
So I'm sittin back, rhyming on instrumentals
Anything I touch, it turns monumental
Me and Jerry Wonder, we keep it credible for the streets
At the same time we've gotta eat
When we commercialize it's to enterprise
We're guaranteed to sell a hundred mil before we die
But Jerry is broke, that's the situation
Nine-seven, it's like no more eviction
No more war milk, no more government cheese
Police keep on shooting at our bulletproof Bentleys
[Pre-chorus]
Yo this is the type of jam that be getting No Airplay
The Brooklyn Bridge is about to collapse, apocalypse
This the type of jam that be getting No Airplay
The ghetto is fed up, we got the arms in the air
[Hook - 1x]
[Wyclef - Verse Two]
Hey yo, back on Earth, the party's still at the Tunnel
on the West side of the river, what man quiver
Rats get fed to the alligator
Gun blasts equivalent to the bombs in Pearl Harbor
Rescue choppers, Brooklyn turned to Hiroshima
I'm driving to Jersey to escape the terror
I was on the highway pushing a black Viper
A car pulls up, is he a jack or a sniper?
A blue Range Rover, he says pull over
I didn't know he was a DT undercover
I screamed out my lungs, 'This is discrimination!
What's the charge?'
He said, 'You just robbed a gas station'
'Who me? Not me! It couldn't be,
I was at the Grammy's with L-Boogie, didn't you see me on TV?'
'B.S.!, you're all in the same gang'
He ran me off the road, like he was Roscoe Pe-col-trane
I stayed calm, gave him a hell of a show
Cause if it's ever time to go, all I gotta press is turbo
Heard him on his walkie, road block on 280 West
Things got serious, that's when I bust a left
U-Turn, my tires burn, my concern, was the truck
comin head-on collision waited a second, changed position
Close one heh, I almost went up in a blaze
Running from what appeared to be a masquerade
You know the story, it's the same old math
In Brooklyn, police put a plunger up a man's ass!
[Pre-Chorus]
This is the type of jam that be getting No Airplay
The Brooklyn Bridge will collapse son!
This is the type of kam that be getting No Airplay
Police brutality needs to stop!!!
[Hook]
I'm out!
Wyclef Jean, CNN...CNN...CNN! (Where Brooklyn at?! Where Brooklyn at?)
Can't forget Jersey though baby!
Police brutality is all around the whole world,
we really need to chill all of that out...
New Day lyrics – wyclef jean
What we gon' do right now is go back, way back
Bring in the groove
I wanna dedicate this to those who never made it
From kindergarten to the 12th I never graduated
Yo but college wasn't for some of us
So we joined the service
I seen a kid get murdered in Nam listening to Elvis
But on the out looking in
Things stay the same
But at the same vein
Looking out the whole world's changed
So keep your head up
Don't get caught up in the fast bucks
And find your mom crying while your lying in a black tux
Trust me
We don't need no education says a young man
Sitting in class (sitting in class)
School is out 3 o'clock on the dot
He had beef with some kids and he got shot, oh Lord
Turn on the television
I'm watching Martin Luther King who had a dream, oh
So take this dream and apply it to your life
Even though we know the ghetto's rough
But we got to
[1] - Keep your head up
(Uh keep your head up)
Cause a new day will come
(Uh-huh, uh-huh)
And look towards the sun
(Look towards the sun)
Even when the darkness shall come
(Ooh) It's real son
(Ooh) To my people living Life it's real son
I turn the page
What's the news today
People getting fired, walking on a wire
Looting on the streets cause the kid's gotta eat
Oh, oh turn around and look at the hour glass
I gotta get it straight
Before it's too late
Cause I don't wanna be behind that gates
Keep your head up
(Uh keep your head up)
Cause a new day will come
(Uh-huh, uh-huh)
And look towards the sun
Even when the darkness shall come
[2] - All my people in the back
Mama, mama
You know you raised me with no father figure
(Didn't ya)
I wanna take this time to thank you
For giving me life, oh yeah
Mama, mama
You know you raised me with no father figure
(Didn't ya)
I wanna take this time to thank you
Even though I'm doing Life
Alright
(Ooh) It's real son, alright
(Ooh) Can't flee
(Ooh)All my people doing time
(Ooh)People in the back playing cards
(Ooh)Don't lose your money yeah
Yeah tell them don't lose your money, c'mon, c'mon
[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 2]
(Ooh) For my people doing time (alright)
(Ooh) For my people doing time (alright)
Bring in the groove
I wanna dedicate this to those who never made it
From kindergarten to the 12th I never graduated
Yo but college wasn't for some of us
So we joined the service
I seen a kid get murdered in Nam listening to Elvis
But on the out looking in
Things stay the same
But at the same vein
Looking out the whole world's changed
So keep your head up
Don't get caught up in the fast bucks
And find your mom crying while your lying in a black tux
Trust me
We don't need no education says a young man
Sitting in class (sitting in class)
School is out 3 o'clock on the dot
He had beef with some kids and he got shot, oh Lord
Turn on the television
I'm watching Martin Luther King who had a dream, oh
So take this dream and apply it to your life
Even though we know the ghetto's rough
But we got to
[1] - Keep your head up
(Uh keep your head up)
Cause a new day will come
(Uh-huh, uh-huh)
And look towards the sun
(Look towards the sun)
Even when the darkness shall come
(Ooh) It's real son
(Ooh) To my people living Life it's real son
I turn the page
What's the news today
People getting fired, walking on a wire
Looting on the streets cause the kid's gotta eat
Oh, oh turn around and look at the hour glass
I gotta get it straight
Before it's too late
Cause I don't wanna be behind that gates
Keep your head up
(Uh keep your head up)
Cause a new day will come
(Uh-huh, uh-huh)
And look towards the sun
Even when the darkness shall come
[2] - All my people in the back
Mama, mama
You know you raised me with no father figure
(Didn't ya)
I wanna take this time to thank you
For giving me life, oh yeah
Mama, mama
You know you raised me with no father figure
(Didn't ya)
I wanna take this time to thank you
Even though I'm doing Life
Alright
(Ooh) It's real son, alright
(Ooh) Can't flee
(Ooh)All my people doing time
(Ooh)People in the back playing cards
(Ooh)Don't lose your money yeah
Yeah tell them don't lose your money, c'mon, c'mon
[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 2]
(Ooh) For my people doing time (alright)
(Ooh) For my people doing time (alright)
New Day (Pop Radio Edit) lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Bono (U2))
[Wyclef]
We're gonna take ya back now, come on
I like the way this is going down
Ladies and gents
Yo I'mma do this for the kids check it out
Here we go, yo
[Wyclef]
We don't need no education (yeah)
Says a young man sitting in class (yeah)
School is out 3 o'clock on the dot (yeah)
Beef with some thugs, he got shot (yeah)
Turn on your television (yeah)
Martin Luther King just had a dream (yeah)
Take this dream and apply it to your life (yeah)
Shorty's selling crack, is a talking job
[Wyclef]
To all my refugees, enough respect
To all my juveniles, enough respect
To all my war children, enough respect
Now Bono won't you sing the hook, come on
[Bono (Wyclef)]
Keep your head up
(Uh keep your head up)
Cause a new day's gonna come
(Every country got a ghetto, come on)
And look towards the sun
Some got the darkness all around
(Everybody sing this part right here)
[1 -Wyclef]
Mama, mama
You know you raised me with no father figure
I wanna take this time to thank you
Even though I'm doing Life
Alright
Mama, mama
You know you raised me with no father figure
And taken by machine gun trigger
Out for giving me life
[Wyclef]
Yo, yo turn the page ready the news today
People getting fired, some getting wild
Looting on the streets cause the dogs gotta eat
(Grrr!) By any means necessary
Turning over the hour glass
Gotta get it straight before it's too late
Cause I don't wanna be behind that gate
Now everybody sing the hook
[Bono (Wyclef)]
Keep your head up
(Your head up, your head up)
Cause a new day's gonna come
(For the new millennium)
And look towards the sun
Some got the darkness all around
(Everybody sing this part right here)
[Repeat 1]
[Wyclef]
My people in the front, everybody in the buck
Hey yo raise the roof up in the air, come on
And just raise the roof for all my people trying to eat
Stomp your feet on the floor come on and just stomp
Stomp, stomp, stomp
Introducing Bono, straight out of Dublin
[Bono (Wyclef)]
Midnight she's on the street, she can't sleep
She's afraid to dream
Ten years old, my Spanish rose
You see things you never should have seen
Midnight she's on the street, oh she can't sleep
She's afraid to dream
Ten years old, my Spanish rose
You see things you never should have seen
(Let me do the guitar solo right here)
(I want all you kids to stand right now, come on let me hear y'all)
[Bono & Children's Choir (Wyclef)]
Keep your head up
Cause a new day's gonna come
(Ha, ha)
And look towards the sun
Some got the darkness all around
(All my broke people sing this part right here)
[Repeat 1]
[Wyclef]
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Wyclef and Bono
Jerry Wonder in the back
I let the DJ cut the wax
Y'all need to stop it with the violence
True Refugee combination
Dublin, Brooklyn, New Jersey, ya hear
Trying to find a new year
We're gonna take ya back now, come on
I like the way this is going down
Ladies and gents
Yo I'mma do this for the kids check it out
Here we go, yo
[Wyclef]
We don't need no education (yeah)
Says a young man sitting in class (yeah)
School is out 3 o'clock on the dot (yeah)
Beef with some thugs, he got shot (yeah)
Turn on your television (yeah)
Martin Luther King just had a dream (yeah)
Take this dream and apply it to your life (yeah)
Shorty's selling crack, is a talking job
[Wyclef]
To all my refugees, enough respect
To all my juveniles, enough respect
To all my war children, enough respect
Now Bono won't you sing the hook, come on
[Bono (Wyclef)]
Keep your head up
(Uh keep your head up)
Cause a new day's gonna come
(Every country got a ghetto, come on)
And look towards the sun
Some got the darkness all around
(Everybody sing this part right here)
[1 -Wyclef]
Mama, mama
You know you raised me with no father figure
I wanna take this time to thank you
Even though I'm doing Life
Alright
Mama, mama
You know you raised me with no father figure
And taken by machine gun trigger
Out for giving me life
[Wyclef]
Yo, yo turn the page ready the news today
People getting fired, some getting wild
Looting on the streets cause the dogs gotta eat
(Grrr!) By any means necessary
Turning over the hour glass
Gotta get it straight before it's too late
Cause I don't wanna be behind that gate
Now everybody sing the hook
[Bono (Wyclef)]
Keep your head up
(Your head up, your head up)
Cause a new day's gonna come
(For the new millennium)
And look towards the sun
Some got the darkness all around
(Everybody sing this part right here)
[Repeat 1]
[Wyclef]
My people in the front, everybody in the buck
Hey yo raise the roof up in the air, come on
And just raise the roof for all my people trying to eat
Stomp your feet on the floor come on and just stomp
Stomp, stomp, stomp
Introducing Bono, straight out of Dublin
[Bono (Wyclef)]
Midnight she's on the street, she can't sleep
She's afraid to dream
Ten years old, my Spanish rose
You see things you never should have seen
Midnight she's on the street, oh she can't sleep
She's afraid to dream
Ten years old, my Spanish rose
You see things you never should have seen
(Let me do the guitar solo right here)
(I want all you kids to stand right now, come on let me hear y'all)
[Bono & Children's Choir (Wyclef)]
Keep your head up
Cause a new day's gonna come
(Ha, ha)
And look towards the sun
Some got the darkness all around
(All my broke people sing this part right here)
[Repeat 1]
[Wyclef]
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Wyclef and Bono
Jerry Wonder in the back
I let the DJ cut the wax
Y'all need to stop it with the violence
True Refugee combination
Dublin, Brooklyn, New Jersey, ya hear
Trying to find a new year
No Airplay lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Canibus, Manhunt)
[Wyclef]
Yo the Brooklyn Bridge is gonna collapse y'know?
Yo this Wyclef Jean and the ReFugee All-Stars up in here
Yo what's this I hear about the police in Brooklyn?
Turn this jam up, yo, yo
This the type of jam that be getting no airplay
I want the whole world to hear this joint right here, yo
This the type of jam that be getting no airplay
You asked for it buddy, here it comes
One two, watch out for the man in blue
Three four, I keep it raw and hardcore
Five six, you're beating us with nightsticks
Seven eight, I'm forced to pack a thirty-eight
Nine ten, you put me in a pen; if I could
do it all again, I'd probably bust your chin
[repeat 2X:] first time "ah"; second time "once I leave the pen"
I'm from a land of black bats, alley rats and cats
Scratch up my car, set me up for the carjack
Under pressure, I gotta leave the gat
Two straps, a total of sixteen caps
Say something positive? No positivity
More positivity, more positivity brutality
Thugs get angry, the violence increase
You want peace, make Wyclef chief of police
Riding through the hood, it's the same ol story
It's either you play ball or you drug dealy dealy
Standin on the block when the spot get hot
Guaranteed to get set up, by a crooked cop
So I'm sittin back, rhymin on instrumentals
Anything I touch, it turns monumental
Me and Jerry Wonder, we keep it credible
for the streets, at the same time, we gotta eat
When we commercialize it's to enterprise
We guarantee to sell a hundred mil before we die
But Jerry is broke, that's the situation
Nine-seven, it's like no more eviction
No more war milk, no more government cheese
Police keep on shootin at our bulletproof Bentley
Yo this the type of jam that be getting no airplay
The Brooklyn Bridge about to collapse, apocalypse
This the type of jam that be getting no airplay
The ghettoes are fed up, we got the arms in the air
One two, watch out for the man in blue
Three four, I keep it raw and hardcore
Five six, you're beating us with nightsticks
Seven eight, I'm forced to pack a thirty-eight
Nine ten, you put me in a pen; if I could
do it all again, I'd probably bust your chin
[Manhunt]
Yo bust this
Forty caliber, seventeen through your character
Waterworld's world, underwater, Sub Mariner
Derringer, twenty-two one in the challenger
Seven, four-eight, 23rd on the calender
My word verses, burst raps you rap nervous
It's worthless, you get smashed up, on the surface
Projectile, my forty-four style, blood on silver
The red ripper, fill up the resevoir nigga
Armageddeon, you smack dead on, a world crisis
The nicest, for sixteen bars, of preciseness
[Wyclef]
One two, watch out for the man in blue
Three four, I keep it raw and hardcore
Five six, you're sticking me with nightsticks
Seven eight, I'm forced to call Canibus
Nine ten, you put me in a pen; if I could
do it all again, I'd probably bust your whole chin
[Canibus]
You got a gat nigga, use it, go 'head pull it
Scientists got raw footage of me dodgin bullets
I walk the streets with heat, three biscuits
Outnumberin niggaz twin glocks with triplets
When I spit shit I lace it, you get punched in face with
puncutations of five-knuckle phrases
I assure you the vocalist standin before you
will destroy you with temperatures hot enough to flamebroil you
My tongue moves much faster than yours do
Every three thousand styles I change my voiceboxes oil
Embarass you in front of your crew to annoy you
If you know some chicks that suck a good dick, then I'll employ you
To this hip-hop shit, Canibus stays loyal
That's why every Killuminati I battle somebody for you
I'm warnin you, me versus you, I hurt you
My balance enables me to squaredance in a circle
Your head'll spin so fast you'll catch whiplash
I practice lyrical witchcraft on your bitch ass
Make your hard drive crash to C colon backslash (C:/)
Go back to the roots and reprogram your wack ass, nigga
[Wyclef]
One two, watch out for the man in blue
Three four, I keep it raw and hardcore
Five six, you're sticking us with nightsticks
Seven eight, I'm forced to pack a thirty-eight
Nine ten, you put me in a pen; if I could
do it all again, I'd probably bust your whole chin
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at? (right here, right here)
A-ight? New Jersey in the house...
The people versus gestapo, what what
Yo, there'll be no sequel to this revolution
There will be no sequel to this revolution
The people versus gestapo
There'll be no sequel to this revolution, what what
Yo the Brooklyn Bridge is gonna collapse y'know?
Yo this Wyclef Jean and the ReFugee All-Stars up in here
Yo what's this I hear about the police in Brooklyn?
Turn this jam up, yo, yo
This the type of jam that be getting no airplay
I want the whole world to hear this joint right here, yo
This the type of jam that be getting no airplay
You asked for it buddy, here it comes
One two, watch out for the man in blue
Three four, I keep it raw and hardcore
Five six, you're beating us with nightsticks
Seven eight, I'm forced to pack a thirty-eight
Nine ten, you put me in a pen; if I could
do it all again, I'd probably bust your chin
[repeat 2X:] first time "ah"; second time "once I leave the pen"
I'm from a land of black bats, alley rats and cats
Scratch up my car, set me up for the carjack
Under pressure, I gotta leave the gat
Two straps, a total of sixteen caps
Say something positive? No positivity
More positivity, more positivity brutality
Thugs get angry, the violence increase
You want peace, make Wyclef chief of police
Riding through the hood, it's the same ol story
It's either you play ball or you drug dealy dealy
Standin on the block when the spot get hot
Guaranteed to get set up, by a crooked cop
So I'm sittin back, rhymin on instrumentals
Anything I touch, it turns monumental
Me and Jerry Wonder, we keep it credible
for the streets, at the same time, we gotta eat
When we commercialize it's to enterprise
We guarantee to sell a hundred mil before we die
But Jerry is broke, that's the situation
Nine-seven, it's like no more eviction
No more war milk, no more government cheese
Police keep on shootin at our bulletproof Bentley
Yo this the type of jam that be getting no airplay
The Brooklyn Bridge about to collapse, apocalypse
This the type of jam that be getting no airplay
The ghettoes are fed up, we got the arms in the air
One two, watch out for the man in blue
Three four, I keep it raw and hardcore
Five six, you're beating us with nightsticks
Seven eight, I'm forced to pack a thirty-eight
Nine ten, you put me in a pen; if I could
do it all again, I'd probably bust your chin
[Manhunt]
Yo bust this
Forty caliber, seventeen through your character
Waterworld's world, underwater, Sub Mariner
Derringer, twenty-two one in the challenger
Seven, four-eight, 23rd on the calender
My word verses, burst raps you rap nervous
It's worthless, you get smashed up, on the surface
Projectile, my forty-four style, blood on silver
The red ripper, fill up the resevoir nigga
Armageddeon, you smack dead on, a world crisis
The nicest, for sixteen bars, of preciseness
[Wyclef]
One two, watch out for the man in blue
Three four, I keep it raw and hardcore
Five six, you're sticking me with nightsticks
Seven eight, I'm forced to call Canibus
Nine ten, you put me in a pen; if I could
do it all again, I'd probably bust your whole chin
[Canibus]
You got a gat nigga, use it, go 'head pull it
Scientists got raw footage of me dodgin bullets
I walk the streets with heat, three biscuits
Outnumberin niggaz twin glocks with triplets
When I spit shit I lace it, you get punched in face with
puncutations of five-knuckle phrases
I assure you the vocalist standin before you
will destroy you with temperatures hot enough to flamebroil you
My tongue moves much faster than yours do
Every three thousand styles I change my voiceboxes oil
Embarass you in front of your crew to annoy you
If you know some chicks that suck a good dick, then I'll employ you
To this hip-hop shit, Canibus stays loyal
That's why every Killuminati I battle somebody for you
I'm warnin you, me versus you, I hurt you
My balance enables me to squaredance in a circle
Your head'll spin so fast you'll catch whiplash
I practice lyrical witchcraft on your bitch ass
Make your hard drive crash to C colon backslash (C:/)
Go back to the roots and reprogram your wack ass, nigga
[Wyclef]
One two, watch out for the man in blue
Three four, I keep it raw and hardcore
Five six, you're sticking us with nightsticks
Seven eight, I'm forced to pack a thirty-eight
Nine ten, you put me in a pen; if I could
do it all again, I'd probably bust your whole chin
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at? (right here, right here)
A-ight? New Jersey in the house...
The people versus gestapo, what what
Yo, there'll be no sequel to this revolution
There will be no sequel to this revolution
The people versus gestapo
There'll be no sequel to this revolution, what what
Rumble In The Jungle lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Busta Rhymes, John Forte, Lauryn Hill)
[Wyclef]
(Come on)
Root to the fruit
More bass than Bootsy Collins
You verses me
Thats like Ali verses Foreman (a-ha)
God's act, stand back and watch
Devil's time out
Can't be timed with no swatch watch
Who I am, the black Abraham
Zunga zunga zang, yellow man, Vietnam
Add an extra bar as I spar with literature
Taking kingdoms from tsars
Winning more wars than the Moors
[Forte]
Hey, what's the deal?
I seen the Devil spar with Allah
Mathematics was the key to set my whole race free
You might debate we, a refugee
No harm hurt me
Dying, thirsty from the struggle
To my own hustle bubble
On the low, woe is me
To show the Free Bob right
The righteous Asiatic thinker
While Satan rob light
Civilised like the Molly
Burgundy, wildy rocking
Seen the fifth when Ali clocked him
John Forte will keep you locked in
[Q-Tip]
People all around
You got to recognise and witness
The Mister who swift enough to knock you out with Mic fitness
Hands blistered from holding the mics tight
Some say it's fright night
Well throw the R after the F 'Cause I'm gonna take away your breath
The bell rings and now it's just a daily operation
Yo, you saw my lubrication
You can see this occupation (The winner)
Eh, you know we're from Q-Borough
L-Booie and Clef the trainers, Prazwell promote the throw
[Lauryn Hill]
We used to bite bullets with the pig-skin casing
Now we perfect slang like a gang of street masons (uh)
Scribe check make connects
True pyramid architects (yeah)
Replace the last name with the X (X)
The man's got a God complex
But take the text and change the picture
Watch Muhammad play the messenger like Holy Muslim scriptures
Take orders from only God
Only war when it's Jihad
See Ali appears in Zaire to reconnect 400 years
But we the people dark but equal give love to such things
To the man who made the fam' remember when we were kings
Blocks on fire (Block's on fire tonight)
Fiends getting higher (uh-huh)
Robbing blue collar
(Hey yo we rob them blue collars)
Killing for a dollar (Stick 'em up)
Youths get tired (Ali ah yeah)
We're dealing with them liars (Ali ah yeah)
(We're dealing with too many liars)
From Brooklyn to Zaire (uh-huh ah yeah)
We need a ghetto Messiah (ah yeah come on)
Send me an angel in the morning, baby
Send me an angel in the morning, darling
Send me Muhammad in the morning, baby
Send me an angel in the morning, darling
[Ali Shaheed Muhammad]
Once the pen hits the pad it's danger
To this I be no stranger
Step inside the ring and I'll derange you (Come on)
I'm hearing no comments
Everyone looks dispondent
Dejected, rejected similiar to Liston
Catching lists
Beat it, sonny
My man is still the greatest in this
To hell with Frazier yappin' about that negative shit
Now listen, you can try and escape if you want to
But ask yourself, who the hell you gonna run to
Like Sade Abu you got a punch that I can sleep to
Fugees, Tribe, Busta Rhymes forever coming through
[Prazwell]
We sing Amazing Grace over two dollar plate
One roll snake eyes like Jake The Snake
Many lies put up for stakes
Wash our sins at the Great Lakes
You and I cannot see eye to eye
So therefore we cannot relate
I'm here when I make myself crystal clear
You fled to Cape Fear when I laced you in Zaire
Tussle with a lasso in the Royal Rumble
Seperate boys from men in the concrete jungle
[Busta Rhymes]
I remember when Cassius Clay flipped the script
Taking trips to Zimbabwe
Africans started calling the God Ali Bumbaye (so bwoy)
It be the God stricken, God nutrition, lightly stricken (ha)
Blow that make you feel like you was poison bitten
Ha yo I'm 'bout to blister you and your sister
Predicting every ass whipping before my fights my nigga
This be your last warning once you walk past the doorman
Ali and Foreman gonna lock ass until the morning
Marvellous finances provided by Joseph Mobutu
Special guests of honour like the Archbishop Desmond Tutu
We watched the Rumble In The Jungle
To see who be the targeted uncle to be the first to fall and fumble
Nuff blows they gettong thrown, like solid milestones
Internally shaking up niggas, imbalance your chromosones
With the force of a thousnad warriors
When I bust your ass identify me as the lord victorious
Blocks on fire (You're a star)
(Blocks on fire)
Fiends getting higher (You're a star)
Robbing blue collar (You're a star)
(Yeah rob them blue collars)
Killing for a dollar (You're a star)
Youths get tired (You're a star)
(Youths getting tired)
We're dealing with them liars (You're a star)
(We're dealing with too many liars)
From Brooklyn to Zaire (You're a star)
We need a ghetto Messiah
(Come on)
Root to the fruit
More bass than Bootsy Collins
You verses me
Thats like Ali verses Foreman (a-ha)
God's act, stand back and watch
Devil's time out
Can't be timed with no swatch watch
Who I am, the black Abraham
Zunga zunga zang, yellow man, Vietnam
Add an extra bar as I spar with literature
Taking kingdoms from tsars
Winning more wars than the Moors
[Forte]
Hey, what's the deal?
I seen the Devil spar with Allah
Mathematics was the key to set my whole race free
You might debate we, a refugee
No harm hurt me
Dying, thirsty from the struggle
To my own hustle bubble
On the low, woe is me
To show the Free Bob right
The righteous Asiatic thinker
While Satan rob light
Civilised like the Molly
Burgundy, wildy rocking
Seen the fifth when Ali clocked him
John Forte will keep you locked in
[Q-Tip]
People all around
You got to recognise and witness
The Mister who swift enough to knock you out with Mic fitness
Hands blistered from holding the mics tight
Some say it's fright night
Well throw the R after the F 'Cause I'm gonna take away your breath
The bell rings and now it's just a daily operation
Yo, you saw my lubrication
You can see this occupation (The winner)
Eh, you know we're from Q-Borough
L-Booie and Clef the trainers, Prazwell promote the throw
[Lauryn Hill]
We used to bite bullets with the pig-skin casing
Now we perfect slang like a gang of street masons (uh)
Scribe check make connects
True pyramid architects (yeah)
Replace the last name with the X (X)
The man's got a God complex
But take the text and change the picture
Watch Muhammad play the messenger like Holy Muslim scriptures
Take orders from only God
Only war when it's Jihad
See Ali appears in Zaire to reconnect 400 years
But we the people dark but equal give love to such things
To the man who made the fam' remember when we were kings
Blocks on fire (Block's on fire tonight)
Fiends getting higher (uh-huh)
Robbing blue collar
(Hey yo we rob them blue collars)
Killing for a dollar (Stick 'em up)
Youths get tired (Ali ah yeah)
We're dealing with them liars (Ali ah yeah)
(We're dealing with too many liars)
From Brooklyn to Zaire (uh-huh ah yeah)
We need a ghetto Messiah (ah yeah come on)
Send me an angel in the morning, baby
Send me an angel in the morning, darling
Send me Muhammad in the morning, baby
Send me an angel in the morning, darling
[Ali Shaheed Muhammad]
Once the pen hits the pad it's danger
To this I be no stranger
Step inside the ring and I'll derange you (Come on)
I'm hearing no comments
Everyone looks dispondent
Dejected, rejected similiar to Liston
Catching lists
Beat it, sonny
My man is still the greatest in this
To hell with Frazier yappin' about that negative shit
Now listen, you can try and escape if you want to
But ask yourself, who the hell you gonna run to
Like Sade Abu you got a punch that I can sleep to
Fugees, Tribe, Busta Rhymes forever coming through
[Prazwell]
We sing Amazing Grace over two dollar plate
One roll snake eyes like Jake The Snake
Many lies put up for stakes
Wash our sins at the Great Lakes
You and I cannot see eye to eye
So therefore we cannot relate
I'm here when I make myself crystal clear
You fled to Cape Fear when I laced you in Zaire
Tussle with a lasso in the Royal Rumble
Seperate boys from men in the concrete jungle
[Busta Rhymes]
I remember when Cassius Clay flipped the script
Taking trips to Zimbabwe
Africans started calling the God Ali Bumbaye (so bwoy)
It be the God stricken, God nutrition, lightly stricken (ha)
Blow that make you feel like you was poison bitten
Ha yo I'm 'bout to blister you and your sister
Predicting every ass whipping before my fights my nigga
This be your last warning once you walk past the doorman
Ali and Foreman gonna lock ass until the morning
Marvellous finances provided by Joseph Mobutu
Special guests of honour like the Archbishop Desmond Tutu
We watched the Rumble In The Jungle
To see who be the targeted uncle to be the first to fall and fumble
Nuff blows they gettong thrown, like solid milestones
Internally shaking up niggas, imbalance your chromosones
With the force of a thousnad warriors
When I bust your ass identify me as the lord victorious
Blocks on fire (You're a star)
(Blocks on fire)
Fiends getting higher (You're a star)
Robbing blue collar (You're a star)
(Yeah rob them blue collars)
Killing for a dollar (You're a star)
Youths get tired (You're a star)
(Youths getting tired)
We're dealing with them liars (You're a star)
(We're dealing with too many liars)
From Brooklyn to Zaire (You're a star)
We need a ghetto Messiah
The Streets Are Like A Jungle lyrics – wyclef jean
[Wyclef]
One, two...
One, two-One,two...
Yo!
[Chorus]
Hey yo! The Streets Are Like A Jungle
I'm countin' money in the jungle
Hey yo! The Streets Are Like A jungle
Guns go off in the jungle
[Wyclef - Verse One]
I tip my derby like Zorro
Ain't no such things as war heroes
Frontline planes fly by, like the sparrow (BLAOW!)
My face hits the dirt, flashbacks of Vietnam
Remind me of the L.A. riots, when it was on
Fire hits the street, neon lights are bright
My tank cuts the corner, enemies take flight (That's right!)
Make no mistake, you can't have this cake it took too long to bake
and you can't carry this weight, so move on
These are the words of the elders
Babysitters got caught with cocaine in a baby's diapers
Explain that, in the form of a rap
She got caught with vals, A-CRACK-A-LACK-A-LACK!!!
Now I'm upset, I get back to the projects
First one I blast was a usual suspect, a fiend
In the alley, named Ricky
Talked to a Det. rookie, gave him the info
About the paliquo, and where he gotta go
All he want in return is a Sony stereo
[Chorus 1x]
[Wyclef - Verse Two]
Hey yo my mind is my business so I'm...
Minding my own, in the club 'til this girl said,
"Let me see your telephone"
I passed her my celly
She called her girl Mary
And said that she just broke up with her nigga out in D.C.
She needs a new honey, in the city she gets lonely
I finally figured out her man's locked up in a penatentary
So tell me, what should I do when she gets off the phone?
The devil said, "Clef, take her ass home!"
God says, "Repect her, her man's in the pen"
This kid pushed me from behind, "Yo, why you fuckin' with my woman?!!!"
Then his girl looked at me, she winked! I blinked!
Now he's coming up to me with the gorilla instinct
Aww, cool-n-shit! I'm sittin' here eatin' shrimp
Besides, I would hate for you to be a missing link
He said, "Son, do you know who I am?! I'm no man, but one man
who? The son of Sam!"
I said you've got this wrong, I never sung your girl a love song
He drew for his weapon, there's no more conversation
Cock!Cock!Cock!Cock!Cock!Cock! He released!
then breathe, His aim went off balance
The music got tense
That's when I knew I was in trouble! The street is like a jungle!
I jumped behind the bar, but caught two in the ankle! POW! (Echo)
One, two...
One, two-One,two...
Yo!
[Chorus]
Hey yo! The Streets Are Like A Jungle
I'm countin' money in the jungle
Hey yo! The Streets Are Like A jungle
Guns go off in the jungle
[Wyclef - Verse One]
I tip my derby like Zorro
Ain't no such things as war heroes
Frontline planes fly by, like the sparrow (BLAOW!)
My face hits the dirt, flashbacks of Vietnam
Remind me of the L.A. riots, when it was on
Fire hits the street, neon lights are bright
My tank cuts the corner, enemies take flight (That's right!)
Make no mistake, you can't have this cake it took too long to bake
and you can't carry this weight, so move on
These are the words of the elders
Babysitters got caught with cocaine in a baby's diapers
Explain that, in the form of a rap
She got caught with vals, A-CRACK-A-LACK-A-LACK!!!
Now I'm upset, I get back to the projects
First one I blast was a usual suspect, a fiend
In the alley, named Ricky
Talked to a Det. rookie, gave him the info
About the paliquo, and where he gotta go
All he want in return is a Sony stereo
[Chorus 1x]
[Wyclef - Verse Two]
Hey yo my mind is my business so I'm...
Minding my own, in the club 'til this girl said,
"Let me see your telephone"
I passed her my celly
She called her girl Mary
And said that she just broke up with her nigga out in D.C.
She needs a new honey, in the city she gets lonely
I finally figured out her man's locked up in a penatentary
So tell me, what should I do when she gets off the phone?
The devil said, "Clef, take her ass home!"
God says, "Repect her, her man's in the pen"
This kid pushed me from behind, "Yo, why you fuckin' with my woman?!!!"
Then his girl looked at me, she winked! I blinked!
Now he's coming up to me with the gorilla instinct
Aww, cool-n-shit! I'm sittin' here eatin' shrimp
Besides, I would hate for you to be a missing link
He said, "Son, do you know who I am?! I'm no man, but one man
who? The son of Sam!"
I said you've got this wrong, I never sung your girl a love song
He drew for his weapon, there's no more conversation
Cock!Cock!Cock!Cock!Cock!Cock! He released!
then breathe, His aim went off balance
The music got tense
That's when I knew I was in trouble! The street is like a jungle!
I jumped behind the bar, but caught two in the ankle! POW! (Echo)
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