Your Love (L.O.V.E. Reggae Mix) lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. Eve)

 (from "50 First Dates" soundtrack)

Ever since you came back around the way

I ain't tryin to be a player

So many things that I want to say

You know I got a little wiser

I don't wanna lose your love tonight

I don't wanna lose your love tonight

I ain't got many friends i can talk to

No-one's around when I'm in trouble

You know I would do anything for you

We don't have to keep it under cover

I don't wanna lose your love tonight

I don't wanna lose your love tonight

L-O-V-E Y-O-U

I ain't tryin to lose your love tonight

I just wanna make you feel alright

L-O-V-E Y-O-U

I'm just hoping you could spend the night

Kiss you, love you, hold you tight

Ever since you came back around the way

I ain't tryin to be a player

So many things that I want to say

You know I got a little wiser

I don't wanna lose your love tonight

I don't wanna lose your love tonight

Ain't no need girl please close the door

and don't forget what I told you

I wanna do you right cause I did you wrong

Another shoulder to cry upon

I don't wanna lose your love tonight

I don't wanna lose your love tonight

L-O-V-E Y-O-U

I ain't tryin to lose your love tonight

I just wanna make you feel alright

L-O-V-E Y-O-U

I'm just hoping you could spend the night

Kiss you, love you, hold you tight

[EVE:]

The way my heart beats for you

Mention of your name

One touch never enough

You drivin' me insane

Swing me take you back

Who am i to blame but myself

Need you in my life it's simple and plain

Crazy nights arguments

Running towards the door

Lying to myself, not wanting you no more

No matter what we been through

You're the man that i adore

You're the only one i need in this world, see

People used to tell me i was crazy

Told me not to give in

Told me that you would never love me

All i did is pretend

I told them mind their business

Cause they not in my position

When i said that i was in love

They said i was trippin

I cut the haters off and i got into my man

Cause i take him for all he is

And he takes me as i am

The way i feel about him

It was God's perfect plan

The only one i need and i'm his girl

So let me hear you say

Ever since you came back around the way

I ain't tryin to be a player

So many things that I want to say

You know I got a little wiser

I don't wanna lose your love tonight

I don't wanna lose your love tonight

L-O-V-E Y-O-U

I ain't tryin to lose your love tonight

I just wanna make you feel alright

L-O-V-E Y-O-U

I'm just hoping you could spend the night

Kiss you, love you, hold you tight

EP: "From The Hut, To The Projects, To The Mansion" (2009)

Warrior's Anthem Lyrics – wyclef jean

[Wyclef Jean:]
Yo I'm happy to be in the South
To set off my tour in the countryside
But who better to set it off for me than this man right here

[Kenny Rogers:]
Yo this Kenny Rogers chillin on the country side
With men like Wyclef (uh-huh) Jerry Wonder (uh-huh)
Big Jack (mm-hmm) Big Beast (mm-hmm)
And we gon' do something like this for you

You got to know when to hold 'em (YEAH, YEAH!)
Know when to fold 'em (DJ's, DJ's!)
Know when to walk away (HIP-HOP, HIP-HOP!)
Know when to run... (YEAH, YEAH!)
You got to count your dub-plates (GHETTO, GHETTO, GHETTO)
Before you touch the turntables (ALL HOODS!)
Cause if you run out of big tunes
That means your sound is done (Y'ALL READY?)

[Chorus: Kenny Rogers]
You got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em (soundbwoys)
Know when to walk away
Know when to run... (hey, hey, hey, hey...)
You got to count your dub-plates
Before you touch the turntables (DJ's)
Cause if you run out of big tunes
That means your sound is done

[Pharoahe Monch:]
Get the hell up!
'Clef said, get the hell up!
Now throw your hands in the sky (BO! BO! BO! BO!)
Brooklyn in the back shootin craps y'all whassup?
Ladies; lookin hot and pretty
Doin your thing in the club high saditty
WORLDWIDE - the gritty committee pity the fool that
Act {shitty} in the midst of the calm, the witty
(You got to know when to hold 'em...)
Y'all know the name!
Same assassin from before, but the beat just changed a little
(?) who flip flows
That got women in they thongs gettin on but not Sisqo
Select your squad team and your itch
Bey know my flow muy caliente, fuego
No disrespect to soundbwoy, but you better step away from me
Easily defeat measley MC's and tease you
Ease back squeeze two in your wig and breeze through

[Chorus]

[Wyclef Jean:]
C'mon, c'mon
(Get the hell up!)
Soundbwoys ('Clef said, get the hell up!)
(Now throw your hands in the sky) Yo
This combination gon' bust from Brooklyn to Shanghai
Feel the boogie boogie Henny got me tipsy tipsy
Kenny Rogers and Pharoahe Monch? No way, this can't be
48 tracks, country meets rap
Put this on full blast, I'm about to break all formats
My destiny is to lead while y'all follow
This is (Showtime) and I'm (Live at the Apollo)

[Chorus 2: Kenny Rogers & Wyclef]
You got to know when to hold 'em (soundbwoys)
Know when to fold 'em (emcees)
Know when to walk away (yeah, yeah, yeah...)
Know when to run
You got to count your dub-plates
Before you touch the turntables (DJ's)
Cause if you run out of big tunes
That means your sound is done

The Streets Pronounce Me Dead Lyrics – wyclef jean

The return of the hip hop ammadeus
Wyclef Toussaint St. Jean drama
Streets prounounce me dead [x6]
I tell em I'm alive but rumor says I'm dead
The reserucction of the dead... I could never get
And if I ever die, all I do is ride

The streets prounounce me dead
Puttin 2 holes in my head
At the funeral, I had more friends than the grateful dead
Haters started talkin sayin I went left
Akon took my spot will I am took my vest
Started beatin on the coffin cause I could hear the crowd
But they can't hear me cause lil' jon's preachin too loud
That's when the bishop said last words for friends and family
Then the fans stood up and said y'all forgot the fugees
50 million records sold straight from the basement
How y'all gon tell me wyclef is irrelevant
A rapper stood up and said yup I got amnesia
Last time I remember him was gone til novemeber
He said I don't spit no more all I do is sing songs
Last time he felt me was when I rhymed with Big Pun
That's ightt get the hate off ya chest
You a rap con artist not a Kanye West (I AINT DEAD!)

Streets prounounce me dead [x6]
I tell em I'm alive but rumor says I'm dead
The reserruction of the dead... I could never get
And if I ever die, all I do is ride

I mean the streets say it's been a while since they heard me spit
That I spit so hard my ghostwriter must be cannubis
But far permit, this is how I started
But my battle raps couldn't get me groceries from the super market
So I found another target to aim at
I went from food stamps to the black a mac's
8 track cassettes the cd's the ipod's
Bmx bixes the hoopdies the hot rods
And my swag come from nazareth
How you gone say I'm dead when I rose like lazareth
And this ain't mystic I ain't talkin voodoo
We do carry spears like the zulu's
So watch your mouth boy I ain't dead
Fo' the city gon turn red, blood will shed
So before you speak boy watch your tone
Fo' my chrome gon turn you to a statue of stone (I AINT DEAD!)

Streets prounounce me dead [x6]
I tell em I'm alive but rumor says I'm dead
The reserruction of the dead... I could never get
And if I ever die, all I do is ride

They all got shocked when I rose from the coffin
Dust my self off then headed out to new jerusalem
Destroyed and rebuilt
My voice sound like silk
Audio tune like milk
I used to shop lift with no guilt
And christimas time toy guns the size of elves
I seen the ra-ta-ta-ta turn into the real shells
Yup killa you press ya luck
Went to sleep in the pond, woke up with the ducks
And this ain't gangsta talk, I don't talk the talk
I suggest you walk or get outlined in chalk
And you ain't from the street
But yet you walk the streets, you a C.O.P. a cop walkin the beat
But the rule on the streets they could turn on you
Like a pitbull after givin him food
Or the girl that you bought all the cars and the jewels
Only to find out on memorial dey fuckin in the swimmin pool (I AINT DEAD!)

Streets prounounce me dead [x6]
I tell em I'm alive but rumor says I'm dead
The reserruction of the dead... I could never get
And if I ever die, all I do is ride

Yea
Warriors music
Drama
From the hut, to the projects, to the mansions
So ya'll know you ya'll ain't got no excuses

I'm aliveeee

Wyclef AKA Toussaint St. Jean

You Don't Wanna Go Outside Lyrics – wyclef jean

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

Chicken head
(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

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 millennium
Woman got a new law, if you cheat you're a dead man

So I've been dead like hundred 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

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

(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, I feel dead
We have to jack it up, jack it up, jack it up, jack it up
(Yo Spragga Man, what's going on?)

Chicken head
(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

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

Chicken head
(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

Thugs around 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, chicken heads on the loose
Oah, I'm out, refugee Camp
A B C, for your crews wanna test
Good night, good night, good night

We Made It Lyrics – wyclef jean

You bleed I bleed so why should I fear the man that got the chopper up in his hand
You try I cry everybody want to be Scarface but nobody want to die
If I never made it I could have never had the rubber band start up kit stick up glutes from here to Connecticut
If I never made it by the time they found my whereabouts blaze of glory I would've went out in a shoot out
If I never made it I prolly cock back the iron shoot myself 9 times get rich or die trying
If I never made it right in front of the judge right that day he give me life I would've let em understood

[Chorus:]
But I made it oh boyz it's the first of the month and my government cheese we made it If I made it you can make it you gotta take it Brenda still gotta a baby her man in the penitentiary I'm a send a kite to let her know

You bleed you made him bleed you never feared the man that had the chopper up in his hand yeahhh
You cry oh you made them cry everybody want to see saint Paul but nobody want to die yeahhh
And my teacher suggested I was supposed to end up in the dump in the back of the trunk body smelling like skunk
She predicted there would be no 21 could it be cause the good die young
Oh on a life I'll be carried in the casket saw the future like my name was Nostradamus
But what she don't know before I was born it was written I would come in the form as a Hasion

[Chorus:]
But I made it oh boyz it's the first of the month and my government cheese we made it If I made it you can make it you gotta take it can't nobody stop ya we gonna go to jupitor and if a hater want a hate you tell em

You bleed I bleed so why should I fear the man with that billfold in his hand recession time
You cry we cry everyone wants a lushion but nobody wanna die
Barmully told you bout the exedus I come to tell you bout the genesis in the beginning yeah we were created yeah to be the greatest yeah let me hear ya say
Barmully told you bout the exedus I come to tell you bout the genesis in the beginning yeah we were created yeah to be the greatest yeah can't tell me different yeah

[Chorus:]
But I made it oh boyz it's the first of the month and my government cheese we made it If I made it you can make it you gotta take it well we go ghetto somewhere in the convo I know they listening prayin wishing they children

Don't bleed cause we bleed why should we afraid to call the man they got the law up in them hands
The middle east cry dry your eyes tomorrow tho the sun will rise yeah

Suicide Love Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Eve)

[Wyclef Jean:]
This one goes for every girl holding they man down,
And every man holding they girl down, yeah
I'm on the new? I can't even see the needle no more
My girl, she ride, let's go

I got suicide love for ya, ain't a thing that I wouldn't do for ya,
In the middle of the gun fight, girl
The suicide doors would go up for ya
Take a bullet by my side for ya
Like the saviour took the dagger by his side for me, I would die for you, like he died for me
You're my Bonnie, I'm your Cyde, let's ride

The thought of you, girl, with another man is the thought of me killing you with a gun in my hand
Call my physcotic if you want to,
But if I can't have you, he can't too
Cause cops will show up in the middle of the night, crimes and passion, we gon' be alright
When she hear my voice, she let me climb her
And now she tippin' me like I'm a male stripper
Animal instinct must be the bookin zoo shot,
Days in the background, sweeetest taboo
Karmasutra love, practice our positions
You would think we were that porn collection

I got suicide love for ya, ain't a thing that I wouldn't do for ya
In the middle of the gun fight, girl
The suicide doors would go up for ya
Take a bullet by my side for ya
Like the saviour took the dagger by his side for me, I would die for you, like he died for me
You're my Bonnie, I'm your Clyde, let's ride

[Eve:]
Can't even explain all the feelings for my king
Compared to no other, all of them the same
Listen to my heartbeat, swear you hear his name
No, the sex ain't crazy good, it's insane
I see them chicks with the lust in they eyes
Try to get a taste, get bust in they eyes
Still a ruff ryda, don't trust in them lies
Yes, ride for my daddy til the day that I die
Tattoed his name, and I'd do it again
True symbol of the love be the pleasure of pain
And I know this didn't happen by chance,
Call me alabama, I'm your true romance

I got suicide love for ya, ain't a thing that I wouldn't do for ya
In the middle of the gun fight, boy
The suicide doors would go up for ya
Take a bullet by my side for ya
[Wyclef Jean:]
Like the saviour took the dagger by his side for me, I would die for you, like he died for me
You're my Bonnie, I'm your Clyde, let's ride

If you ever needed blood, I would cut myself
Just to bring you enough blood to bring back your health
And now you looking at my smiling in that hospital bed,
Saying nigga, gotta be something wrong with your man's head
But the fact is I'm in love with you
And ain't a thing that I wouldn't do for you
Yeah, yeah, imagine the man saying bitch to my queen-down goes your head, out goes the guilentine
And I got no mercy, but when it comes to this love, I would go on a killing spree,
Whatever it takes for you to be with me,
She's like yourrrr so crazy

I got suicide love for ya, ain't a thing that I wouldn't do for ya
In the middle of the gun fight, girl
The suicide doors would go up for ya
Take a bullet by my side for ya
Like the saviour took the dagger by his side for me, I would die for you, like he died for me
You're my Bonnie, I'm your Clyde, let's ride
Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride

"Carnival Vol. II: Memoirs Of An Immigrant" (2007)

Riot Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Serj Tankian, Sizzla)

[Intro: Wyclef Jean]
Yo Serj, pass me that lighter
Yeah... yeah, yeah!

[Serj] Flowers, smiling through the battlefield!

[Verse One: Wyclef Jean]
The break is over man, I'm back with the ink pen
Like Ali bomaye okay I'm on my second wind
Used to roll dice when the luck was on my side man
Four-five-six, walked away with a grand man
Seen many blocks turn to the Twilight Zone
D.A. on the case like Sherlock Holmes
My old high school sweetheart started sniffin a bone
For the right bag she deep throat, deeper than a baritone
I caught you off guard, this verse is unexpected, check it
Like when I rhymed on Big Pun's record, check it
I got a swagger that cut any rapper mind over matter
Lyrical dagger like alcohol I'm bad for your liver
Quiver, shiver body temperature get found in Hudson River
Deliver a message to your miss you won't be comin over
And if you on the street tonight, see that ReFugee logo
We beam around the world like satellite

[Chorus One: Wyclef Jean]
It's them hip-hop boys, turn your radio down
It's the rock 'n roll boys, turn your radio down
It's them reggae boys, turn your radio down
Neighbors mind your business
It's a riot again! The world is getting nervous
So we travel again! Main journey's the unconscious
It's a riot again! The world is getting nervous
And so we travel again! Main journey's the unconscious

[Verse Two: Sizzla (Wyclef)]
Come rooooooooock with me~!
I got the music on the block with me
Come chill on the spoooooot with me
And just laugh in spree
Yeah you're right, we got enough for everyone
So get all your friends and your families and come along
Move to the beat that's all we do we got Jerusalem
Everyday we offer praises like King Solomon
Ain't gon' hurt ye, don't be nervous
I'm your guardian angel, know you purpose
And if I look at you low, if I should make it
Believe me, I leave you, show you how to make it
(Hung up high, in the M-I)
(Double-S-I, S-S-I)
(P-P-I, three-piece tie)
(Wanna see me die so the heavens they cry)

[Chorus Two: Wyclef Jean]
It's them hip-hop boys, turn your radio down
It's the rock 'n roll boys, turn your radio down
It's them reggae boys, turn your radio down
Neighbors mind your business
It's a riot! Riot! Riot! Riot!
From the train to the plane, security check
From the bridge to the tunnel, security check
It's a riot again! The world is getting nervous
So we travel again! Main journey's the unconscious
It's a riot again! The world is getting nervous
And so we travel again! Main journey's the unconscious

[Verse Three: Wyclef Jean]
I was down in Texas; drivin wreckless
Police stop me, axe me for my license (oh yeah)
Registration so I played him some Elvis
He let me go, then I lit off the chalice
I said if things don't change, we headed for the Arma-ged-deon
And the great dragon with seven head, ten horns, at the Arma-ged-deon
Listen to the choir children

[Verse Four: Serj Tankian]
The matterings of all matter
Masters and their extended batters
Internet intelligence for investments for the natural world
Their divestments; truth is knowledge
Although bi-polar if it's attainment is equitable
Man's mirrors face the flesh but hide the spirit
in opposite worlds; vision can only be attained universally
Lamps of varied sizes and shapes carrying different shades
All having the propensity to illuminate
Let's ruminate on realization that the means is the end
The Earth's water is mirroring the stream-of-consciousness
The dead being reborn as flowers smiling through the battlefields

[Wyclef Jean (Serj)]
It's them hip-hop boys, turn your radio down
It's the rock 'n roll boys, turn your radio down
(Flowers, smiling through the battlefield!)

[repeat to 21 seconds before the end]
It's a riot again! The world is getting nervous
So we travel again! Main journey's the unconscious
It's a riot again! The world is getting nervous
And so we travel again! Main journey's the unconscious

Sweetest Girl (Dollar Bill) Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Akon, Lil Wayne, Niia)

[Intro:]
[Niia]
ah ah ah ah

[Wyclef Jean (Lil Wayne)]
Some live for the bill
Some kill for the bill
She whine for the bill
Grind for the bill
(and she used to be the sweetest girl)
Some steal for the bill, if they got to pay they bill
(and she used to be the sweetest girl)
Tonight Wyclef, Akon, Weezy on the bill

[Verse 1: (Wyclef Jean)]
High school she was that girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym
(Just to get a peek again, she's a 10)
High school she was
That girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym
(Just to get a peek again, she's a 10)
Never thought that she would come and work for the president
Mr. George Washington (where my money at?)
She thought he'd call (where my money at?)
She had a good day, bad day, sunny day, rainy day
All he wanna know is is (where my money at?)
Closed legs don't get fed, go out there and make my bread
All he wanna know is (where my money at?)
She ended up in a road car, bruised up, scarred hard
All he wanna know is (where my money at?)
She thought he'd call (where my money at?)

[Chorus: Akon (x2)]
See I'mma tell you like you told me
Cash rules everything around me
Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all (dollar, dollar bill y'all)
Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all (dollar, dollar bill y'all)

[Verse 2: (Akon)]
Pimpin' got harder cos, hoes got smarter
On the strip is something they don't wanna be a part of
Rather be up in the club shakin' for some dub
Then triple times the money and spending it like they wanna
They got they mind on they money, money on they mind
They got they finger on the trigger, hand on the nines
See everyday they feel the struggle, but staying on they grind
And ain't nobody takin' from us, and that's the bottom line

But I know there's a drop in the block
You move slow
You getting' pressure from cops
you don't know not to lay low
Because 25 to life is no joke
To all my real gorillas thuggin'
On top of corners every day strugglin'
All the beautiful women getting' money
Washin' them dollar bills like laundry

[Chorus: Akon (x2)]
Cos' I'ma tell you like you told me
Cash rules everything around me
Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all (dollar, dollar bill y'all)
Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all (dollar, dollar bill y'all)

[Bridge: (Wyclef Jean)]
Money, money-money-money
Money, money-money-money
It drives the world crazy

[Verse 3: (Lil Wayne)]
[Niia] She used to be
[Weezy] She used to be the sweetest girl

She used to be the sweetest girl ever
Now she like sour ameretta
She wears a dress to the T like the letter
And if you make it rain she will be under the weather
She used to run track back in high school
Now she tricks off the track right by school
She takes a loss cos she don't wanna see her child lose
So respect her, I'll pay up for the time used
And then she runs to the pastor
And he tells her there will be a new chapter
But she feels no different after
And then she asks him... where my money at?

[Chorus: Akon (x2)]
Cos' I'ma tell you like you told me
Cash rules everything around me
Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all (dollar, dollar bill y'all)
Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all (dollar, dollar bill y'all)

[Outro: (Wyclef Jean)]
Some live for the bill
Some kill for the bill (oh where my money at?)
She whine for the bill
Grind for the bill (oh where my money at?)
Some steal for the bill, if they got to pay the bill (oh where my money at?)
Tonight Wyclef, Akon, Weezy on the bill
(oh) were my money at?

Welcome To The East Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Sizzla)

[repeat 4X in background]
"When the East in the house - oh my God"

[Wyclef Jean (Sizzla)]
Yeah~! This one's for the world right here
Sizzla! (Mr. Kalonji just walked in the buildin)
Big up to the far East rulers

[Intro: Wyclef Jean (Sizzla)]
Welcome to the East! "Oh my God"
"When the East is in the house" sometimes I ask myself
will the violence ever cease "Oh my God"
(You know you gon' like it; Kalonji, Wyclef)
It's too hot on the floor man "Oh my God"
It's too hot on the floor man
It's too hot on the floor man "Oh my God"
It's too hot on the floor
They got the M-15's "Oh my God"
We got the M-16's "Oh my God" (that's dangerous)
It's too hot on the floor man
It's too hot on the floor

[Verse One: Wyclef Jean]
Check it out
I saw the ski-mask I didn't see the faces yo
Saw the grenade, heard the explosions yo
It get worse yo, I can't count the hearses
that come out to masses, to churches, the verse is
Do unto others as you would have done unto you
Well welcome to the devil's penthouse, overlookin hell's view
David slew the philistines with a donkey jawbone
The same jawbone, I used to make microphone
The same microphone I use in New Jerusalem
To tell E.T. MC's they gotta phone home
Girl I see you in the club but your eyes full of pain
Your man a wifebeater, find a new man
And for my little sisters in the misery
Sweet sixteen you ain't alone in the pregnancy
I pour some liquors for my homies that passed
Sit back while I'm writin watch you fade in the paragraph...

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
Welcome to the East! "Oh my God"
"When the East is in the house" sometimes I ask myself
will the violence ever cease "Oh my God"
Deejay turn it up~!
It's too hot on the floor man "Oh my God"
It's too hot on the floor man
It's too hot on the floor man "Oh my God"
It's too hot on the floor
They got the M-15's "Oh my God"
We got the M-16's "Oh my God"
It's too hot on the floor man
It's too hot on the floor

[Wyclef] Sizzla, check it out!

[Verse Two: Sizzla - best guess only]
All things she plant the explosives with fuel in line
We pe dimed, that's too much screwin time
Cuttin you off, the halls reach the governor
With pass enough plastic and the found for substance
I prophecy they gon' call on the attack
Must I see there and keeping this a back
Each can play guitar, cause those bands a saluting
Everyday someone forments these driveby shootings
WILL THERE EVER BE PEACE on the Earth
With human acts we shall not have peace on the Earth
Be good leave it up for firm and just
What's going on in neighborhoods today is not respected

[Chorus with ad libs]

[Verse Three: Wyclef Jean]
Dance, she's in the city of Gods
Dancin the Capoeira
I see her in Brazil, eyy!
Her cry, sound like 7 million violins
Knowin that her man
Won't be back tomorrow, she cries

[Chorus (without Jeru the Damaja samples + ad libs)]

[Outro: Wyclef Jean]
Yeah, this where we all meet right here
One mind one soul one heart
On violins we got, the Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan, yeah
On guitar, my man David Rosen
Jerry Wonder on the bass
Sizzla, breddern for life
Charles the conductor I see you
Wyclef Jean

Slow Down Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. T.I.)

[Wyclef (T.I.)]
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1,
We cry for peace (Uh huh)
But we live for war (You know I got that shot in the chevy what it is?)
We ain’t start the wire taps down in Baltimore (But I still slangin’ bricks where I live)
Sometimes she love me, sometimes she love me not (Doin’ 10 now my girl turning tricks at the crib)
But let check out his eyes, in the inner city Chi’ (Layin’ down ASAP, e’erbody in the trap gettin’ killed)
Evil lurks in the heavenly disguise (Tryin’ to get the ruler all I need is about a mil)
I seen two birds crash into two New York giants (Bush still lyin’, he don’ never keep it real)
I wish Katrina spoke French at the quarter to New Orleans (Haha, but you’d a told her that)
But how we smoke French back, seduced this stone (Okay)
told this is your death, please don’t rain on my people

[Chorus]
Where’d the hope go, Where’d the hope (I don’t know)
I see the whole world turn into a warzone (What?)
Ain’t no love in the city keep your vest on (G’ that right)
Guns ‘n roses welcome to the jungle
On the flip side (ay), she shakin’ her back side (Shake it for me)
That’s the only way tuition gon’ come right
He got a crush on Mary Jane (Ay, Ay)
If you ain’t got five on she ain’t doing her thang (Come on, you know you need to)
Slow down, young girl
Keep it real hun, you gotta keep it real hun
Slow down somebody gon’ crash (Come on, you know you need to)
Slow down (You know you need ta, ay ay)
young girl (Okay)

[Wyclef (T.I.)]
If you livin in the street
You know your livin free (And if you ain’t you know your doin’ time like me)
Thugs with the heat, are the coldest ones to meet (You can catch yourself a case get a fine do 3)
We flyin high, but still can’t touch the sky (But on conspiracy your doing ten at the least)
Everbody’s a gangsta, but no-body wanna die (With all this snitchin’ you might never see the streets
Nuclear testing, replacin’ the SAT’s (With all this going on why they worried about me)
Stem cell research there’s another you another me (I’m just hustling in the streets tryin’ to flip a couple keys)
With what goes up, must come down, the laws of gravity (I know I see it happen to my partner big neege, We miss ya shawrty!)
To win at chess, you’ve got to trap the king (Ay)

[Chorus]
Where’d the hope go, Where’d the hope (I don’t know)
I see the whole world turn into a warzone (What?)
Ain’t no love in the city keep your vest on (G’ that right)
Guns ‘n roses welcome to the jungle
On the flip side (Ay), she shakin her back side (Shake it for me)
That’s the only way tuition gonna come right (Cha)
He got a cursh on mary jane
unless you ain’t got five on she ain’t doing her thang ( Lets get it)
Slow down, young girl
Keep it real hun, you gotta keep it real hun
Slow down somebody gon’ crash (Come on, you know you need to)
Slow down (Ay, Ay, You know we used ta)
Young girl (Okay)

[T.I.]
E’erbody, know we gon’ keep rollin’
When the police rollin’, and your coke dealer told ‘em what you been doing
Boy better slow down
Ay, Ay, Slowdown
Ay, Ay, You wanna show ‘em that da dope keep coming
But if shit keep runnin’ their mouth
Eye your stuck jacking coming for ya better slow down
Ay, Ay, Slow down, (e’ertime homeboy)
Slow down (start snitchin’, homeboy), Ay Ay

[T.I. (Wyclef)]
Hey I remember get money (Get money)
All we do is get money (Get money)
‘Til the feds raided the trap and took my (Thang) from me
Put me in a room alone, separated the click form me (Click from me)
Next thing you my lawyer said (My partner snitched on me) on me
Now ain’t that a bitch homie, (They ain’t have a thing on us)
Until you started telling now they talking big numbers
We could’ve split charges up, against five or six summer (Summers)
Instead you tryin’ to talk telling so you could walk
How could you tell ‘em who we sold told to?
E’erthing we bought?
How we used to get in, all the way ‘til we can ship it off?
(Who woulda thought?) Thought
Hey keep it pimpin’, wait a minute (Whoa)
Ay keep it pimpin’ wait a minute, ay

[Wyclef (T.I.)]
Where’d the hope go, Where’d the hope
I see the whole world turn into a warzone
Ain’t no love in the city keep your vest on (Ya)
Guns ‘n roses welcome to the jungle (Ay, Ay)
On the flip side she shakin her back side
That’s the only way tuition gonna come right
He got a crush on mary jane
If you ain’t got five on she ain’t doing her thang (haha)
Slow down (Okay)
Young girl
Keep it real hun, you can keep it real hun
Slow down, somebody gon’ crash (You know you need to)
Slow down, young girl (You know you we used to)
Keep it real hun, keep it real hun
Slow down

I’m gonna let my guitar do the talking now

King & Queen Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Shakira)

(feat. Shakira)

[Intro: Wyclef Jean]
I'm ready, I'm ready
Check, 'Clef, to, rock
Hey I'm dancin with this girl, you find your own girl
(Oh-own girl, oh-own-girl, oh-own-girl, oh-own-girl)
It's still no fightin tonight though homey
Geyeah, it's all love tonight

[Verse One: Wyclef]
My love good for all season, winter summer fall spring
I got de {?} flow, ting-a-ling-a-ling
Columbian swing when Shaki' do her t'ing
One bright feed de power like Lords of the Ring
Many fight fi the crown, but there's only one King
Many girls want the title, but there's only one Queen
One King for the Queen, one Queen for the King~!
I don't wanna wake up if this thing is a dream

[Chorus: Shakira]
If you have no home, I'll be your shelter
Baby don't be scared
If you lost your sight, I would be your eyes
Lead you in the spotlight
If you've enough time, I will be one time
Only to be with you tonight
But ever is never, never enough time
To make it forever mine

[Verse Two: Wyclef]
Time after time, you get better like fine wine
I look into your eyes and see your soul in the skyline
Call me Mr. Freeze I feel a chill in my spineline
Cause every time you touch me, it's like a divine sign
Many fight fi the crown, but there's only one King
Many girls want the title, but there's only one Queen
One King for the Queen, one Queen for the King~!
I don't wanna wake up if this thing is a dream

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Wyclef]
And I don't wanna, put out this fire
Transition {?} momma
I feel my place where the soul get higher
Nights get cold I gotta hold ya
{?} slept in the middle of the sofa
{?} and a loafer, but we had each other
Christmas throw Santa down the chimney
Felt like Pookie from New Jack when he got the turkey
Cause we those ReFugees, survive the tsunami
So ain't nobody gonna tell me this ain't what I need

[Chorus]

[Outro: Wyclef]
Shaki', 'Clef, Jerry Wonder what we tell 'em boy
(Find your own girl, find your own girl, find your own girl, find your own girl)
Yo Cliff, let the horns go
(Find your own girl, find your own girl, find your own girl, find your own girl)

Fast Car Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Paul Simon)

[Intro: Wyclef Jean]
Yeah, this those Jersey boys

[Verse One: Wyclef]
I heard a man say Jesus Walks
Me myself I heard Jesus talk
Cause when I heard this beat I felt Jesus force
I heard it through the wire that he made it out the coma
from a fast car, it was a fast car
Yeah!
Every day is like the wild wild West
Some of us are Bad Boys, some of us are Outlawz
Unsolved mystery, the killer get away
L.A., Vegas at the end of the day
in a fast car, drivin a fast car
Yeah!

[Chorus: Wyclef, Paul Simon]
You don't gotta be no billionaire
To get a ticket up to the moon
We all know somebody up there
You need a helpin hand, look up right here
To help you see clearly now
To help you see clearly now
I hope you see clearly now
[scratched:] "AW YEAH!"

[Verse Two: Wyclef]
What would you do after your bachelor party
In the bar celebratin with all your homies
Go outside and you ready to ride
Then over 51 shots but you ain't ready to die
in your fast car, yeah, in your fast car
Paul Simon, talk to 'em

[Interlude: Paul Simon]
When that fast car picks you up
You will have no choice
You may hear the tires screamin
But you will have no voice
When that fast car picks you up
You will weep and smile and see
Heaven in the headlights
Mile after mile after mile after mile

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Wyclef]
E'rybody need some TLC
So she headed to Honduras for some TLC, yeah
Havin fun in Central America
But she was a passenger, never a driver
in that fast car yeah, ridin that fast car
Yeah!
Sweet sixteen I see her leavin the scene
Crossin the street she won't see 17
Blink of an eye, DWI
Hit and run that's felonies
in a fast car, ridin the fast car
Yeah!

[Interlude]
[Chorus]

[scratched:] "AW YEAH!"

[Chorus]

What About The Baby Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Mary J. Blige)

[Intro: Wyclef Jean]
I want to apologize for makin you wait so long for the sequel
Wyclef, Mary J., this one called What About the Baby
You ever been like

[Verse One: Wyclef]
Let me talk to my daughter
Daughter this is your poppa
I know it's been a while
We haven't talked

[Mary J. Blige]
But daddy you've been gone
And me and mom have been all alone
It's been a struggle and you weren't there for us
He say

[Wyclef Jean]
Okay, when I called you
She wouldn't put you on the phone
She call the police, restrainin order
50 feet, from my home
I tried, I ain't lyin
It's so sad that the heavens cryin, AYY!
Once a boy and twice a man
I'm just tryin to do the best I can
Give me a chance girl

[Chorus: Wyclef]
A grown man ain't supposed to cry
So why does water fill my eyes when I hear your voice
Everything gon' be alright
Baby girl I'm by your side, dry your eyes

[Verse Two: Mary J. Blige]
Let's talk this over
Now see I heard everything that you told her
But it's gon' take more than words
for you to be a father, uh-huh
Responsibilities of a man
Like stayin faithful just for the fam'
What if she knew that you chose
another over her mother, aowwww!
So you called her
and I wouldn't put her on the phone
I called the police yes, restrainin order
50 feet, from my home
I tried, I ain't lyin
It's so sad that the heavens are cryin, yeahhh
Once a girl, twice of a man
And I'ma try to do the best I can
I can't give you a chance noooo

[Chorus: Blige]
A woman ain't supposed to cry
So why don't you just wipe your eyes, dry your eyes
You've learned a house is not a home
When you're living all alone, and you want back home

[Verse Three: Wyclef]
WAIT A MINUTE GIRL! You're my joy, happiness that you bring
Turn the fall back to spring girl, you're my bling
You a hip-hop song I heard for the first time time
Studied all the words to the rhyme
You're my life, without you there's no sun, there's no moon
There's no stars, shinin in the ni-iight

[Mary J. Blige]
But if I give you a chance, would you show me you care
Be a man, no matter what the circumstances
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOW!

[Chorus: Wyclef]
A grown man ain't supposed to cry
So why does water fill my eyes when I hear your voice

[Blige]
You've learned a house is not a home
When you're living all alone, and you want back home

[Chorus: Wyclef]
A grown man ain't supposed to cry
So why does water fill my eyes when I hear your voice
(What about the baby! What about the baby!)
Everything gon' be alright
Baby girl I'm by your side, I apologize!
I cry, and I cry, I cry
[fades out]

Hollywood Meets Bollywood (Immigration) Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Chamillionaire)

[Intro: Wyclef Jean]
Good morning America
I wanna welcome y'all to Egypt, the land of the pyramids, yeah
We got the UK in the house, U.S., India
Jerusalem, people in Israel, shalom!
In the New Jerusalem, Jersey, ya HEARRRRRD me
China, Africa, South America
My people in Russia, I see y'all in Brooklyn
Canada, Asia, okay, let's go - yeah
Hollywood to Bollywood
Get ready India, I'm coming!
Wyclef, Chamillionaire, talk to them

[Chorus: Wyclef (Chamillionaire)]
Bounce (when you hear the sound of them si-rens)
Bounce (when they pull them guns cause they fi-ring)
Whoahhhh, mucho trabajo
Poquito di-ne-ro, I can't take this no more
I've got to BOUNCE! Ah-ma-na-mahh, na-ma-na-mahh-ya-lalee
(When you're on the run you'll get numb see)
Whoahhhh, let me help you a-mi-go
Hollywood meet Bollywood and Brooklyn on the drums

[Verse One: Wyclef Jean]
Marco Polo was an immigrant (yes he was)
Columbus was an immigrant (yes he was)
Even America was named after an immigrant...
... yes he was!
People in the East (right here)
People in the West (right here)
People in the North (right here)
Let me tell you 'bout the South
Harriet Tubman, Underground, Underground Railroad
ReFugees, in de seas, see them in they sailboats
I got love for Miami all day
But if my Cubans get to stay, why y'all turn my Haitians away?
Immigration knockin at my do'
I don't know what they knockin fo'
It's so hard to live as illegal aliens
Talk to 'em!

Ladies and gents, Bollywood meet Hollywood
You in the middle
Back to Cairo

[Chorus - last five words changed to "Chamillionaire, Texas go!"]

[Verse Two: Chamillionaire]
Partner named True, did you say he was next?
Tell him let's better, rally aimin to get
No green card but he made it to Tex-as
Yes, they evadin arrest
You need one he can get you three
Never gettin caught was his specialty
Livin life like he was a ReFugee
Didn't like him, give a F-U-C
K, ay man he had to chase it
Clock kept tickin so he had to race it
Had to make it, back to basics
Followin the law, naw, had to break it
Can't get a job, no applications
Need money now, no havin patience
Now they got him runnin in faster paces
You lookin through the water - hey, that's The Matrix

[Interlude: Wyclef]
Immigration knockin at my do'
I don't know what they knockin fo'
It's so hard to live as illegal aliens

[Chorus]

[Outro: Wyclef Jean]
Ladies and gentlemen, straight from Bombay
You experiencin the great composer Ab'dish
When Wyclef show up for the first time
Bollywood meet Hollywood
Over 250 violins, let's go Haiti!
We everywhere, geyeah
Carribeans stand up, bring me my elephant!

You wanna hear me speak Punjabi, okay
(Punjabi) Okay (Punjabi) What's next?
(Punjabi) Okay (Punjabi) Okay
(Punjabi) Okay (Punjabi) Yeah
(Punjabi) [to end]

Any Other Day Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Norah Jones)

[Norah Jones]
Hmmmmmmmm... mmmmmmm
Today is, not like, any other DAYYYYYYY
This one is runnin, turn a darker shade of GREYYYY
What, will, I, have, left (tell me tell me)
(Somebody tell me now)
When, this, hard, rain's, gone awayyy
There is a safe place, that I used to KNOWWW-hohhhh
It's the only place, that I want to GOOOOOOO
Where, else, could, I (tell me tell me)
(Somebody tell me now)
'Til, this, hard, rain's, gone (ah-ah-away)

[Wyclef Jean - repeat 2X]
Grandma, grandpa, mother, father
Sister, brother, Lord
Please help the child
I heard the preacher say it's okay, I heard the preacher say
I see the airplane
I hear the engine on the boat
But y'all can't see me wavin the flag
Somebody please wave the flag

[Norah Jones]
What, will, I, have, left (tell me tell me)
(Somebody tell me now)
When, this, hard, rain's, gone awayyy
Today is, not like, any other DAYYYYYYY
So I'm gone, I have to find, my own wayyyyyyyyyy
(People, we gotta find another way!)
Can, you, tell, me, how
When, the, hard, rain's, gone (ah-ah-away)

[Wyclef Jean]
I see them wavin the flag
Tell the chopper over here man we wavin the flag
I see them wavin the flag
Tell the boat over here man we wavin the flag
Man I'm wavin the flag
Tell the chopper over here man we wavin the flag
Man I'm wavin the flag
Tell the boat over here man we wavin the flag, wavin the flag, wavin the flag

Heaven's In New York Lyrics – wyclef jean

If it was my last day on earth
I'd treat it like my first
go out the way I came in
so innocent so pure with no thoughts of insecurity
Live life to the fullest be what I wanna be
Last day on earth I tell my momma don’t cry I'll see my daddy in paradise
Where the blind can see, the mute can talk, the crippled can walk
but for now Heaven's in New York
Oh oh oh ohhh oh oh oh Heavens in New York oh oh oh oh
First thing I'd do is go back in time take the twin towers, put it back in the skyline
Tell my girl two wrongs still don’t make a right
Make love for the last time under the candlelight
Pick up my hommies at the gentleman club after that hit
Club and Reminisce about the High School Days
Man I sucked as a quarterback remember getting sacked man almost broke my back yeah

If it was my last day on earth
I'd treat it like my first
go out the way I came in
so innocent so pure with no thoughts of insecurity
Live life to the fullest be what I wanna be
Last day on earth I tell my girl don't cry I'm with my daddy in paradise
Where the blind can see, the mute can talk, the crippled can walk
but for now Heaven's in New York
Oh oh oh oh oh
Heaven’s In New York oh oh oh oh oh
I tell the man get the people a tax break
kids stop shootin I cant sing in no more ways
I cant take the money with me so I caught a movie
Favorite actress Angelina Jolie
Favorite Singer has to be Marley
Turn Up the Bass
and move to his styling’s
cant leave without reading my daughter a bedtime story the heavens is calling
If it was my last day on earth
I'd treat it like my first
go out the way I came in
so innocent so pure with no thoughts of insecurity
Live life to the fullest be what I want to be
Last day on earth I tell my Homies don't cry I'm with my daddy in paradise
Where the blind can see, the mute can talk, the crippled can walk
but for now
Heaven's in New York
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Heavens in New York
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Welcome to New York City
Even though I walk through the Valley of Shadow of Death I fear No evil
For you are with me so tell my loves ones please don’t cry
Cause if doves can fly so can I
If it was my last day on earth
I'd treat it like my first
go out the way I came in
so innocent so pure with no thoughts of insecurity
Live life to the fullest be what I want to be
Last day on earth I tell my Homies don't cry I'm with my dad in paradise
Where the blind can see, the mute can talk, the crippled can walk
but for now
Heaven's in New York
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Heavens in New York
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Even though I walk through the Valley of Shadow of Death I fear
No evil for you are with me so
tell my loves ones please don’t cry
Cause if doves can fly so can I
If it was my last day on earth
I'd treat it like my first
go out the way I came in
so innocent so pure with no thoughts of insecurity
Live life to the fullest be what I want to be
Last day on earth I tell my Homies don't cry I'm with my daddy in paradise
Where the blind can see, the mute can talk, the crippled can walk
but for now Heaven's in New York
Where the blind can see, the mute can talk, the crippled can walk
but for now
Heaven's in New York
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Heavens in New York
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Heavens in New York
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Heavens in New York
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Welcome To
New York City … Heaven’s In New York City

"The Preacher's Son" (2003)

The Industry Lyrics – wyclef jean

[Intro]
Yeah I wanna dedicate this to everybody that love hip hop music Cause without hip hop music I wouldn't be here today
Preacher's son, yeah

[Verse 1]
Imagine if Biggie and Pac never got shot And they both still were rulers of hip hop And Puffy and Suge was roomates from
college And Big L never got found in the alley Nas and Jay-Z they were still homies Squash the beef with Ja Rule and 50
Benzino shook hands with Eminem And on the same record I heard Eve, Fox and Kim And sometimes when I dream, that's when I
wake up I kinda hoped that The Fugees didn't break up And when they walked into the studio I prayed they didn't spray Cause
I miss that scratch from Jam Master Jay (Whoa oh oh!!!)

[Chorus]
Shots go off, mother's cry Death since rise, homicide Black on black crime needs to stop Y'all can't blame it on hip hop
Cause what we say is what we see What we see is reality The ghetto's the ghetto you got them livin in sorrow Soon they won't
live to see tomorrow

[Verse 2]
Imagine if Big Pun was still alive I could see Fat Joe screamin Terror Squad Imagine if there were still four survivors
still in Destiny's Child And TLC never lost they Left Eye Imagine Refugees never needin a passport And John Forte never at
Newark Airport Million Man March, man, that was a start Now I need a million more to meet me at Central Park When the
revolution start y'all 'gon have to play this Imagine Slick Rick not gettin deported (Whoa oh oh!)

[Chorus]
Shots go off, mother's cry Death since rise, homicide Black on black crime needs to stop Y'all can't blame it on hip hop
Cause what we say is what we see What we see is reality The ghetto's the ghetto you got them livin in sorrow Soon they won't
live to see tomorrow

[Verse 3]
In the club never though Shyne shot the gun But in the limosine JLO had to run Paparazzi snappin shots through the mirror
That's when I saw a smile from Princess Diana Back and forth and forth and back Like Miss Aaliyah man do I miss her The war
goes on with The ROC and The Lox Murder INC, G- Unit it's a fight to the top Stop! We lost too many soldiers like Freaky Tah
While they get the cover of a magazine who got to die

[Chorus]
Shots go off, mother's cry Death since rise, homicide Black on black crime needs to stop Y'all can't blame it on hip hop
Cause what we say is what we see What we see is reality The ghetto's the ghetto you got them livin in sorrow Soon they won't
live to see tomorrow

[Outro]
Yeah, peace be with y'all

Party To Damascus Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Missy Elliott)

[Wyclef Jean (Missy Elliott)]
Brrrr, Yeah,(ew, ew, ew, EW! yeah)
it's over, uh huh (that's right)
Missy With The Preachers Son, uh huh (ok)
It's over (ok), I told ya (yeah)
J-CLEF, let's go (ew, WOO)
Brrrrr

[Missy Elliott - talking]
(uh oh)
Yeah, hey yo Clef (oh)
Uh oh, these motherfuckers ain't ready for this shit (hey)

[Missy Elliott]
Me and Clef on this track what you want
Heard you wanna battle us both I hope you don't
Hand me my mic, two woofers in my trunk (huh)
Sound like gonk-ga-gonk-ga-gonk-ga-gonk-ga-ga-ga-gonk (c'mon)
I drink that Dom Perignon (oh)
I drink that shot of Petron to turn me on (uh)
I got that red eye bomb, get you stoned (yeah)
I got them gunshots, head knock 'til my bed stop

[Wyclef Jean]
Hey, I'm from a place called New Jersey, they call it the New Jersey land
I'm only here for one night girl, I'm on the plane tomorrow
But I love the way you move girl and do that belly dancin
So let's play you're my teacher and won't you give me my first lesson (C'MON)

[Break - Missy Elliott]
I teach you what you want (oh yeah)
The things you need to know (oh yeah)
Come in and shut the door (yeah)
Lets get this party goin (uh huh)
Baby let me show you, how you can satisfy a girl needs (oh yeah, c'mon, c'mon)

[Chorus - w/ ad libs]
In the mornin, in the evenin
In the nighttime, gotta have it
It's a feelin I can't fight it
You got me speakin another language
[Female voice (Israeli actress/singer Alona Tal):] Bo, Habibbi, Nishtage'a [Hebrew. English: "Come on, my friend/man, let's get crazy"]
It's official raise your glasses
Cause this party gonna go to Damascus

[Wyclef Jean]
Yeah, she said her dad's in the Army and he's the number one sniper
And if he ever found out, he'd have me swimmin with the fishes in the water
Now I'ma say somethin crazy girl, I love you
I know we meetin for the first time in the club, but this feels like a deja vu

[Break - w/ ad libs]

[Chorus - w/ ad libs]

[Interlude - Wyclef Jean - 2X]
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Friday, Saturday, Sunday, gotta have it

[Missy Elliott]
W-Y to the Clef (c'mon)
Boy I keep it realer than the titties on my chest (yeah)
"Milk does your body good," come on take a sip
Like [3 slurping noises], it taste good don't it
You's a fine dreadlock, come on get
How many times Missy crushed the very best?
How many bombs on my summer, Funk Flex? (uh)
As many times as Teddy Reilly said "yep, yep"
Did you get it?
I stays on your mind like a fitted (uh)
Like diddy itmake you walk for cheesecakes to the city? (woo)
Rough chick, dirty jeans, ain't nothin pretty (uh)
Me and Clef steppin to the mic to get busy (c'mon)

[Chorus]

[Missy Elliott - talking]
(uh oh) Yeah, hey yo Clef
(uh oh) Uh oh

[Wyclef Jean - talking]
What's up Missy (uh oh)
You know I love ya girl (oh)
What's up Missy
Let's go (uh)
I got the guitar soundin like a satar
Holy, holy, Jerry Wonder I need some security
Call police [fades out]

Celebrate Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Cassidy, Patti LaBelle)

[Wyclef]
Ladies and gentleman, the preacher's son
Patti LaBelle is in the building

[Wyclef]
Let's celebrate, have a basement party
A barbeque how we used to do
On the avenue, have a family reunion
Man, how I miss those days
When the kids was kids, no knives on the street
When the ice cream man came around the way
Lord, Miss Patti, won't you help me sing
Lord knows how I miss those days

[Patti (Wyclef)]
Dressing up for church on Easter Sunday (how I miss those days)
Doing the electric slide at every party (how I miss those days)
Oh, if only you knew, what I've been through (you would celebrate)
You would celebrate (everybody just celebrate, how I miss those days)
Get up, you would celebrate (celebrate, everything's gonna be ok, how I miss those days)

[Wyclef (Patti)]
I came in this game through the back door (get up)
I know LaBelle, we were so much more (get up)
We worked it, and earned it, God knows we deserved it (get up)
Keep on striving, I know you'll make it

[Wyclef (Patti)]
Let's celebrate, have a basement party
A barbeque how we used to do (yeah, get up)
On the avenue, have a family reunion
Man, how I miss those days
When the kids was kids, no knives on the street
When the ice cream man came around the way
Lord, Miss Patti, won't you help me sing
Lord knows how I miss those days

[Patti (Wyclef)]
Dressing up for church on Easter Sunday (how I miss those days), get up
Doing the electric slide at every party (how I miss those days)
Oh, if only you knew, what I've been through (you would celebrate)
You would celebrate (everybody just celebrate, how I miss those days)
Get up, you would celebrate (celebrate, everything's gonna be ok, how I miss those days), get up

[Wyclef (Patti)]
I'm gon' box these niggaz
Take home on a number one belt (get up)
We gonna pop that thug, oh no, to celebrate the wealth (get up)
See, I'm a take that hay and turn it into loot
Cause who ever God blessed no man can test (get up)
Who ever God blessed, no man can test
What goes up must surely come down, yes
So watch who you hurt on your way up
Cause they'll be laughing at you on your way down
Tell the judge we don't want incarceration
Cause we came for the celebration, hey
So let the women and the children eat first
Cause it's been so long since a celebration, Cassidy

[Cassidy (Patti)]
This Cassidy, let's celebrate (oh)
I'm selling weed and got hella cake
And I still got the dog in my backyard
It's hamburgers, hot dogs in the back row (get up)
On the grill we cooking it all up
My mom got skills, she hooking it all up
Man, it feels like back in the days
When cats wasn't clapping to K's
And hood rats was acting they age (get up)
Clef and the rest of the game with me
And me and Miss LaBelle, we rep the same city (get up)
Philly, home of the blunts and the cheese steaks
And I cannot be stopped, like I need breaks (get up)

[Wyclef (Patti)]
Let's celebrate, have a basement party
A barbeque how we used to do (yeah)
On the avenue, have a family reunion
Man, how I miss those days
When the kids was kids, no knives on the street
When the ice cream man came around the way
Lord, Miss Patti, won't you help me sing
Lord knows how I miss those days

[Patti (Wyclef)]
Dressing up for church on Easter Sunday (how I miss those days)
Doing the electric slide at every party (how I miss those days)
Oh, if only you knew, what I've been through (you would celebrate)
You would celebrate (everybody just celebrate, how I miss those days)
Get up, you would celebrate (celebrate, everything's gonna be ok, how I miss those days), get up

[Wyclef (Patti)]
Celebrate (you would celebrate), everything's gonna be ok, how I miss those days (get up)
You would celebrate, everybody just celebrate, how I miss those days

Baby Daddy Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Redman)

[Wyclef]
Right now if you raising some children that don't belong to you
But you know you're taking care of them
Please report on the dancefloor, let's go now
Do the stepfather dance (to the right)
Do the stepfather dance (to the left)
Do the stepfather dance
Baby mama don't hurt nobody, come on

[Wyclef]
I ain't that baby's daddy, I treat him like he's my own
But sometimes sit and wonder how can I father another man's son (oh)
When the argument breaks in the pad
Shorty wanna scream 'I ain't his real dad' now
I may not be your father
But I'm the closest thing to him

[Wyclef]
Girl I love you
And ain't a thing that I wouldn't do for you
You my boo and we be sticking just like glue
But your kid's got me losing my mind
Wanna know if I want you
And if I do then you just gotta come to
Now the family be fighting through hard times
But I'm gon' treat them like they're mine

[Wyclef]
I ain't that baby's daddy, I treat him like he's my own
But sometimes sit and wonder how can I father another man's son (oh)
When the argument breaks in the pad
Shorty wanna scream 'I ain't his real dad' now
I may not be your father
But I'm the closest thing to him

[Wyclef]
Fresh pair of Jordan's you had it
When you want a Playstation you had it (Vendetta)
First day of school you had it
Even when I didn't have it
Once upon a time, not long ago
Before the dreads, when I had the afro
When in school I used to pass the love notes
If you like me check yes if not check no
Flip the page now everything changed
The kid don't even have my last name
Sometime I feel like I'm paying child support
Someone please call people's court

[Wyclef]
I ain't that baby's daddy, I treat him like he's my own
But sometimes sit and wonder how can I father another man's son (oh)
When the argument breaks in the pad
Shorty wanna scream 'I ain't his real dad' now
I may not be your father
But I'm the closest thing to him

[Wyclef (Redman)]
No, (come on) I can't seem to take this pressure no more (come on)
And ? told me young man that life's too short
So leave ya kids at home, meet me on the dancefloor

[Redman]
Yo Wyclef you a wild boy, check it out

[Wyclef (Redman)]
Do the stepfather dance, to the right
Do the stepfather dance, to the left
Do the stepfather dance (yeah)
Jersey's in the house

[Redman (Wyclef)]
We go, Redman, ganjah the smoke
Listen to the sounds of my nigga funk doc, oh
Wyclef, you know you rule hip-hop, oh
Yo let me handle my bidness (go ahead)
If you love your sons like I do, dress like you and
Air's on his feet, and shinin' his jewels
Brag when he get back to school
Saying my daddy bought me Vendetta 2 for Gamecube
You know kids that try to get fast
That's when I open up a can of whoop ass
Listen, I'm the boss, if you do what I say
Like Nas, the world is yours, let's go

[Wyclef]
I ain't that baby's daddy (Redman)
I treat him like he's my own (we in the house)
But sometimes sit and wonder how can I father another man's son (oh)
When the argument breaks in the pad (aha)
Shorty wanna scream 'I ain't his real dad' now (aha)
I may not be your father (ey)
But I'm the closest thing to him (come on)

[Wyclef]
I ain't that baby's daddy (I ain't that baby's daddy)
I treat him like he's my own (like he's my own)
But sometimes sit and wonder how can I father another man's son (oh)
When the argument breaks in the pad (breaks in the pad)
Shorty wanna scream 'I ain't his real dad' now (you ain't my dad)
I may not be your father (aha)
But I'm the closest thing to him (yeah)

[Wyclef]
Do the stepfather dance
Do the stepfather dance (eh)
Do the stepfather dance

Three Nights In Rio Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Carlos Santana)

You knew we had to come back like this, right man
It's too hot in New York man, yeah
It's too hot in New York man, give me

Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses
No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence,
mucho trabajo poquito dinero
Means I work hard and have a warm day
Playin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach
I'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my feet
It's too hot in New York I had to get away
So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach under the shade

When I was young they called me Robin Hood
Cause I stole from the rich and I gave to the poor
Went back home, mama whooped on my ass
Said I'll be damned if I let you live like that
Meanwhile next door neighbors grumpy
Beatin' on his wife while the kids were watchin'
Later that day we was out on the porch
And fantasize we was out of New York, we woke up in

Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses
No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence,
mucho trabajo poquito dinero
Means I work hard and have a warm day
Playin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach
I'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my feet
It's too hot in New York I had to get away
So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach under the shade

I'm in your hood like your neighbors were Spiderman
I'm in the club 'fore I entered the stadium
I bring the vibe like the days of the Tribe
Before I had the fame I was servin' the fries
So who better to know about a nine-to-five
Wakin' up at five with the cold in my eyes
Now my daddy, he can rest in peace
From the belly of the beast to the sunniest beach, let's go

Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses
No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence,
mucho trabajo poquito dinero
Means I work hard and have a warm day

Playin' my guitar, used to daydream at the stars
Prayin' if I ever make it, I'm gon' help my family make it
From the streets of Brooklyn, to the Jersey talent show
I'm a stand on stage and play this guitar till I fall
Santana, let me get some help
Santana, let me get some help

Eh, this one goes out to those who work, for low income
Keep your head up, cause if I made it, you can make it too one day, so

Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses
No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence, mucho trabajo poquito dinero
Means I work hard and have a warm day
Playin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach
I'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my feet
It's too hot in New York I had to get away
So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach under the shade

It's too hot in New York man
It's too hot in New York man
It's too hot in New York man
It's too hot, hey
It's too hot in New York man, whoa
It's too hot in New York man
It's too hot in New York man
It's too hot, hey

Yeah, Carlos Santana with the Preacher's son
It's the world tour, too hot
You know I ain’t leavin’ without shouting out Ms. Celia Cruz,
Y'all know better, let's go now

Guantanamera, Celia will always love ya, asuca
Guantanamera, Clef with the Carlos Santana, asuca
Guantanamera, Celia will always miss ya, asuca
Guantanamera, Clef with the Carlos Santana, asuca haha, haha

Class Reunion Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Monica)

[Monica]
It's a class reunion, your girl Mo from the ATL (oh yeah)

[Wyclef (Monica)]
Monica you ready, oh yeah
Man she look so good
Rolling through the hood
God bless the dead (bless the dead)
Jerry Wonder knock on wood
She was a ghetto queen, yeah
Turned into a fiend, yeah
Night I heard her scream
Similar to a nightmare dream, oh yeah (oh)

[Wyclef]
She was mine, she was pop
She was hip, she was hot
She was too fly, butterfly
It was her time, her time
It was her time, her time
So much dope on the streets
That I'm praying for peace
But the poor gotta eat
Talking bout my time
Everybody say it's my time, oh yeah

[Wyclef (Monica)]
Baby girl, the world is yours, just look through
That open door, I'll be there for you
If you ever feeling blue (oh), it's a beautiful world

[Monica]
Baby boy, the world is yours, when you're sad
I'll be your joy, I'm still your friend
And I'm a love you till the end

[Monica]
Said he looks so real
When he was running on the football field
I love the cheerleader scream his name
Even in B-ball he had game
But didn't show up at the class reunion
And when I asked one of my girls what happened
That's when they told me he got life in prison
Caught up in the system
Trying to be a kingpin
The story never ever ends

[Monica (Wyclef)]
He was mine, he was fine
He was hip, he was hot
He was too fly, butterfly
It was his time, it was his time (oh why, oh why, oh why)
So much dope on the streets
And I'm praying for peace
But the poor gotta eat
Talking bout my time, my time
Everybody say my time, oh

[Monica (Wyclef)]
Baby boy, the world is yours, when you're sad
I'll be your joy, I'm still your friend
And I'm a love you till the end (it's a beautiful world)

[Wyclef (Monica)]
Baby girl, the world is yours, just look through
That open door, I'll be there for you
If you ever feeling blue (oh), it's a beautiful world

[Wyclef]
And I don't know much about English class
Math I didn't pass
Biology and chemistry
Was all a dream to me

[Monica]
I patiently wait for the bell
So I can see you after class
But now it's all in my pass

[Wyclef]
She was mine, she was pop
She was hip, she was hot
She was too fly, butterfly
It was her time, her time
It was her time, her time
So much dope on the streets
That I'm praying for peace
But the poor gotta eat
Talking bout my time
Everybody say it's my time, oh yeah

[Wyclef]
Baby girl, the world is yours, just look through
That open door, I'll be there for you
If you ever feeling blue it's a beautiful world

[Monica]
Baby boy, the world is yours, when you're sad
I'll be your joy, I'm still your friend
And I'm a love you till the end

[Wyclef]
Baby girl, the world is yours, just look through
That open door, I'll be there for you
If you ever feeling blue it's a beautiful world

[Monica]
Baby boy, the world is yours, when you're sad
I'll be your joy, I'm still your friend
And I'm a love you till the end

[Wyclef]
She was mine, she was pop
She was hip, she was hot
She was too fly, butterfly
It was her time, her time
It was her time, her time (let's go)

[Wyclef & Monica]
This is the class reunion
This is the class reunion
Reminisce on the high school days

Baby Lyrics – wyclef jean

I wanna thank y'all for coming to see the preacher's son tonight (thank you)
Fellas, hold on to your girl right now
Yeah right now we're gonna slow the whole dancefloor down
Oh yeah, take it back to the old school, let's go

Baby, let me holla at you
You know there's no greater love
Than a woman who loves a man
And a man who loves a woman, ah yeah

I wanna love ya
And I ain't talking trash neither, ey
This is something that I can feel deep in my soul, oh, oh
We gonna listen to some Marvin
We gonna listen to some Isley
We gonna listen to some Teddy Pendergrass (Pendergrass)
Ooh, once I got you in the mood
I wanna introduce myself to you
We gonna listen to Smokey
We gonna listen to Stevie
We gonna listen to Donny Hathaway
Ooh, would you please lay your body next to mine, ah yeah

Doggy, and I ain't talking bout my pitbull neither
I'm talking about the first lady
That was there in the beginning when your daughter wasn't with it, oh yeah

I wanna love ya
And I ain't talking trash neither, ey
This is something that I can feel deep in my soul, oh, oh
We gonna listen to some Marvin (Marvin)
We gonna listen to some Isley (Isley)
We gonna listen to some Teddy Pendergrass (Pendergrass)
Ooh, once I got you in the mood
I wanna introduce myself to you
We gonna listen to Smokey
We gonna listen to Stevie
We gonna listen to Donny Hathaway
Ooh, would you please lay your body next to mine, ah yeah

Yeah, I'm a young man with an old school, girl
But then you told me a good woman
Is worth more than diamonds and precious pearls
Yeah, yeah, yeah
So lay back, and let me massage you, everywhere now
I can feel them move with your body
Harder, harder, harder, harder, harder
You make me so hot

We gonna listen to some Marvin
We gonna listen to some Isley
We gonna listen to some Teddy Pendergrass (Pendergrass)
Ooh, once I got you in the mood
I wanna introduce myself to you
We gonna listen to Smokey
We gonna listen to Stevie
We gonna listen to Donny Hathaway
Ooh, would you please lay your body next to mine, ah yeah

I Am Your Doctor Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Elephant Man & Wayne Wonder)

[Intro & Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
I am your doctor (Yeah yeah yeah) here's the prescription (Girl!!!)
Two teaspoons of my friendship, a full cup of my love
(Yo Wayne Wonder, you ready to talk to the girls, let's go)

[Verse 1: Wayne Wonder + (Wyclef Jean)]
I will be knockin by the time me come a four
Here comes the doctor baby worry no more
I will bring the remedy baby I will bring the cure
Give you what you want and absolutely I am sure
Take my hand I'll be your man
Let me take you to the sunshine island
I will be your therapy, let it be
You know you need my healing (Wait a minute!!!)

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
I am your doctor (Yeah yeah yeah) here's the prescription (Yeah yeah yeah)
Two teaspoons of my friendship, a full cup of my love
(Gimme some love, gimme some love)
And if your back is hurtin, turn around girl
See, I'm your chiropractor ([Wayne Wonder:] La da dow da dow!!!)
Please!!! Lay on this sofa ([Wayne Wonder:] Oh na na na now!!!)
And let me message your back ([Wayne Wonder:] Your back)
So I can feel what's wrong
(Girl what's wrong, girl what's wrong, girl what's wrong)
(Yo Wayne, talk to the girls man)

[Verse 2: Wayne Wonder + (Wyclef Jean)]
If you got a problem and you wanna get it fixed
Send for the doctor with the medicine for your chest
Fill your prescription with the right mix
My kiss and I will say what kind of miracle is this
Take my hand I'll be your man
Let me take you to the sunshine island
I will be your therapy, let it be
You know you need my healing (Let me talk to them now)

[Verse 3: Wyclef Jean]
When you make it to the emergency room (Yeah)
Tell the nurse I said that she don't need no, coverage no, no no no
(Wayne Wonder: Oh na na na now)
Cause I been waitin to operate on you all night
So lay back, relax, feel my hands right through your hair

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
I am your doctor (Oh yeah yeah) here's the prescription
Two teaspoons of my friendship, a full cup of my love
(Wait a minute Elephant Man, talk to di gal dem)

[Verse 4: Elephant Man + (Wyclef Jean)]
Dem call mi Dr. Love, ready fi di surgery gimme di gloves
Mouth to mouth respiration a weh she love
You mi thermometer test har and she hundred above
Give har di lovin and she melt like a fudge
Mi have di PHD, mi qualify mi have mi degree
Fi give she di remedy from a di therapy
Nuh waan see nuh night nurse so she come a mi
Jook har wid di penicillin she seh gee, she seh she free (So free yeah)

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
I am your doctor (Girl I need you here) here's the prescription (Yeah yeah yeah)
Two teaspoons of my friendship (Oooh) a full cup of my love
([Wayne Wonder:] Of your love) And if your back is hurtin, turn around girl
See, I'm your chiropractor ([Wayne Wonder:] La da dow da dow!!!)
Please!!! Lay on this sofa ([Wayne Wonder:] Oh na na na now!!!)
And let me message your back ([Wayne Wonder:] Your back)
So I can feel what's wrong
(Girl what's wrong, girl what's wrong, girl what's wrong)

[Outro: Wyclef Jean]
Hey!!! Tell me if your ready for the doctor love (Yeah)
Your ready for the doctor love (Yeah)
You wanna feel the doctor love (Yeah)
Wa da da ding, wa da da da day
You wanna feel the doctor love (Yeah)
Wine your waist to the doctor love....

Linda Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Carl Restivo)

Every woman have a snapping point
You don't want her to snap no

Someone stop Linda
She just left the crib with a beretta
She's on her way to pop her fiance
It's the word on the street
He was sleeping with Renee
Lord knows, please someone stop Linda
He don't even know she's coming
Like the FBI, she gon' knock down the door with no warrant
Lord knows, what happened to the good time lovin', lovin'

My father used to tell me, son, listen
There's a thin line between love and hate
Once you cross that line, see there's no escape
She love me, she love you not
You don't wanna open up Pandora Box no, no
She will see that you've been cheating
When you said that two men working
All I'm saying is just watch your back
Cos tonight see I got a bad feeling Jack
Linda's got a gat

Someone stop Linda
She just left the crib with a beretta
She's on her way to pop her fiance
It's the word on the street
He was sleeping with Renee
Lord knows, please someone stop Linda
He don't even know she's coming
Like the FBI, she gon' knock down the door with no warrant
Lord knows, what happened to the good time lovin', lovin'

Listen to me now
Every barrel got a Linda
Trust me you don't want that drama
When you laughing she's crying
Mascara running down her face, now she's plotting
Like Method Man, she gon' bring the pain
Like Cypress Hill you got a insane in the membrane
All I'm saying is just watch your back
Cos tonight see I got a bad feeling Jack
Oh my God

Someone stop Linda
She just left the crib with a beretta
She's on her way to pop her fiance
It's the word on the street
He was sleeping with Renee
Lord knows, please someone stop Linda
He don't even know she's coming
Like the FBI, she gon' knock down the door with no warrant
Lord knows, what happened to the good time lovin', lovin'

Someone stop Linda (Samson fell for Delilah)
Someone stop Linda (Ahab fell for Jezebel)
Someone stop Linda (King David fell for ?)
And coming in the mist
Linda wants to head up the baptist
Someone stop Linda
He don't even know she's coming

Take Me As I Am Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Sharissa)

[Wyclef]
I wanna send this one out to my vanilla ice-cream chocolate pudding pie
That stayed with me in the hood, do or die
Refugee camp

[Sharissa]
Yeah, this one goes out to my almond joy
My banana that never split
The one that stuck with me

[Wyclef]
Before I had the bling bling
I thought I'd hit up in Sing Sing
Who would have ever thought that we'd be doing our thing
I know I did a little cheating
But once I got caught
I send you a parcel of roses
You sent them back and told me go to hell

[Wyclef]
But girl you know that, you take me as I am
Even though my fam don't understand
Why I put that rock up on your hand
That's cos you take me as I am (take me as I am)

[Sharissa (Wyclef)]
You take me as I am (yeah, I'm a take you as you are)
Even when my girls can't understand
I choose you as my man
But you take me as I am, my, my man

[Wyclef (Sharrissa)]
You're my girl (my man)
You're my girl (my man)
You're my lady (my man)
You're my baby

[Sharissa]
When I was rocking jelly and had a little belly
Who woulda ever thought, you'd think I was sexy
I say it with an attitude, I admit I came off rude
But still you love me, I know I get on your nerves sometimes

[Sharissa]
And I don't know why you take me as I am
Even when my girls can't understand
I choose you as my man (my man, yeah)
Cause you take me as I am (take me as I am)

[Sharrissa]
You take me as I am, girl I'm a take you as you are
Even though my fam don't understand (they can't understand no, no, no, no)
Why I put that rock up on your hand (girl)
That's cause you take me as I am

[Wyclef (Sharrissa)]
You're my girl (you're my man)
You're my girl (you're my man)
You're my lady (you're my baby)
You're my baby (my honey)

[Wyclef]
You're the ocean that breathes that I feel when I'm blowing my trees alone

[Sharissa]
You're the sun that shines when the darkness strikes at night

[Wyclef]
You're the love of my life, you're my girl, you're my wife

[Sharissa]
You're mine, and I'm yours, you take me as I am
Wait a minute

[Sharissa (Wyclef)]
Can't believe you take me as I am, am, am, no, oh
Even when they don't understand why you love me
I choose you as my man
Cause you take me as I am (take me as I am)

[Wyclef]
You take me as I am, girl I'm a take you as you are
Even though my fam don't understand
My people on the block, they don't understand, no, no
Why I put that rock up on your hand
Cause I take you as you are, you're a star

[Wyclef (Sharrissa)]
You're my girl (my man)
You're my girl (you're my man)
You're my lady (you're my baby)
You're my baby (my honey)

Grateful Lyrics – wyclef jean

[Wyclef Jean]
This is as real as it gets y'all
And it don't get no realer than this
This is as real as it gets y'all, huh

[Wyclef Jean]
Maybe my mother, coulda been my father
Perhaps it was my sister, probably my brother
Maybe the church, coulda been the street
Perhaps it was the guitar, or Jerry Wonder beats
Maybe the money when I didn't have a dime
Maybe a way out before committing crimes
Coulda been Lauryn, perhaps it was Pras
Probably the mirror looking dead in my eyes
Coulda been reggae, or the love of hip-hop
Maybe my fans at the show saying don't stop
Probably the struggle of all refugees
Maybe the sign how the diamonds bling-bling, ching-ching
Ring ring, there's a call from my wifey, whoo
Perhaps I gotta make it home but music keep calling me
And maybe it's all I know, whatever it is I'm grateful for being

[Wyclef Jean]
A man with a guitar, a dude from the streets
A cat with a song, a ReFugee MC
Wyclef Jean, a Fugee for life
A preacher's son, first one on the run
I'm grateful that I haven't been shot
Stopped by the cops and they didn't find a glock
W-Y-C-L-E-F, I'm grateful

[Wyclef Jean]
Coulda been a crack fiend with no place to go
Lord, oh mighty God, have mercy on my soul
Coulda been Pablo, king of Yayo
Or a pimp with a limp screaming we don't love them hoes
Oh no, God knows, perhaps I was chosen
A source of inspiration for the next generation
And maybe it's all I know, whatever it is I'm grateful for being

[Wyclef Jean]
A man with a guitar, a dude from the streets
A cat with a song, a ReFugee MC
Wyclef Jean, a Fugee for life
A preacher's son, first one on the run
I'm grateful that I haven't been shot (shot)
Stopped by the cops and they didn't find a glock (glock)
W-Y-C-L-E-F, I'm grateful

[Wyclef Jean]
Everybody sing along now
You can make it like I made it
Don't let anyone tell you different
When doors close another door will open
Many have called but my people are chosen
You can make it if I made it
Don't let anyone tell you different
When doors close another door will open, yeah
Many have called but my people are chosen, yeah

[Wyclef Jean]
A man with a guitar, a dude from the streets
A cat with a song, a ReFugee MC (yeah)
Wyclef Jean, a Fugee for life
A preacher's son, first one on the run
I'm grateful that I haven't been shot (shot)
Stopped by the cops and they didn't find a glock (glock)
W-Y-C-L-E-F, I'm grateful

Next Generation Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Rah Digga, Scarface)

[Wyclef]
Hold on now, don't die now, be strong now
He said, I was born a crack baby
In a plastic bag in the alley
Raised in a foster home
With no mother to love and I never knew my papi
Back in the days of Bobby McFerrin
Used to sing don't worry, be happy
Lord how can I be happy
When I don't even know my own family tree Lord

[Wyclef]
We are the next generation, we ain't scared to die
The only thing I fear is the after life
Cos I don't know what's there on the other side
But I pray the Lord forgives me, gives me one more try

[Wyclef]
Gang poppin' things, doing drive-by's and angers
Kids going to school putting fears in their teacher
The teacher let them know that it ain't all good
Cos the gang was created to protect the neighborhood, now
All you red now, all you blue now
All you yellow now, follow me now
To that place of righteousness
Where the only thing that matters is your consciousness, he said

[Wyclef]
We are the next generation, we ain't scared to die
The only thing I fear is the after life
Cos I don't know what's there on the other side
But I pray the Lord forgives me, gives me one more try

[Wyclef]
In my father's kingdom there are many mansions
All the rooms are free, there is no tax collection
I can see Biggie, Tupac, Moses and Abraham
Jason, the one and two's, jamming with the sun of man

[Scarface]
I've been kicked, I've been stabbed
I've been shot, I've been ? by a
Person that I thought I trusted, where I live
It's a war at the cribs, walk with a strap
Myself cos I don't want nobody's son on my back
My mind playing tricks ?, to really ?
Me out in five unless I take another hit
I done seen the sun set on the other side of town
Now I'm drifting in the darkness, Heaven hold me down
? ? ? but I know I'm born dying
Feel the tears of the angels looking down on me crying
Father I ain't asked for your forgiveness in a while
And I'm sorry, never let me forget that I'm your child
While I'm locked up in this basement staring eye to eye with Satan
In this cold dark world with no patience
We get plotted on by agents with talks of replacing
The Africans, Jamaicans and the Haitians in this next generation

[Wyclef]
We are the next generation, we ain't scared to die
The only thing I fear is the after life
Cos I don't know what's there on the other side
But I pray the Lord forgives me, gives me one more try

[Rah Digga]
Whoa, we the next generation, look at what we facing
The kids raise themselves, all kind of temptation
Flowers and candles decorating all the pavements
No, the perpetrator ain't seeing no arrangements
Nobody cares about the feelings of the poor
Man they suffer while we spending eighty billion on a war, uh
Cutting school budgets, US stockmarket plummets
Condition's only worse and I wonder what become it
Metal detectors replace music classes
Angry little kids wanna beat their teacher's asses
The red and blue's, somebody gotta lose
Reality TV be reality for who
I don't question what the Lord found in me
I just pass it on to folks with no boundaries
Got a long road ahead of us, AIDS already gettin' us
Now we got sars, how many will there be left of us

[Wyclef]
We are the next generation, we ain't scared to die
The only thing I fear is the after life
Cos I don't know what's there on the other side
But I pray the Lord forgives me, gives me one more try

Rebel Music Lyrics – wyclef jean (feat. Prodigy (Mobb Deep))

[Wyclef]
The preacher's son with the rebel music
Rebel music, put the peace sign up now
Rebel music, all my gangs put the peace sign up now
Rebel music, everywhere put the peace sign up now
Rebel music, hold on, listen

[Wyclef]
Tell the DJ turn the music up
Gangsters in the club, everybody thugs
Me I play the walk, sipping on the Guinness
Cause in reality we are the same and it's
Just society they wanna see me
Flesh on the concrete, sold a perfect story
The mystery is waking up in misery
The music industry brainwash celebrities
Girls sleep sexy, they wake up with a monster
Have no idea that their face was a piranha
Word from the wise I can see through the fog
Reason why they rob cause they got no job

[Wyclef]
But I woke up in the morning, sexy, yawning
Feel like it's gonna be a good day
No war on the street, no way, today
Everybody kick back like a holiday, aight
You shine, I shine and
The whole world looking like a gold mine
You get yours and I'll get mine
And we'll help each other make it through the bad times

[Wyclef]
When they see me they ask me
Will there ever be another Fugees
I say I don't know but hope the trio
Don't do like Tribe Called Quest and leave their wallet in El Segundo
But on CNN they saw the same
Little kids getting shot at close range
To Babylon, we don't want no war
I'm a send a message in a bottle to the White House, Lord
These are the words from the master
So don't you wait till the day after
Until then you can catch me in the sixes
Just pumping Bob Marley rebel music now

[Wyclef]
But I woke up in the morning, sexy, yawning
Feel like it's gonna be a good day
No war on the street, no way, today
Everybody kick back like a holiday, aight
You shine, I shine and
The whole world looking like a gold mine
You get yours and I'll get mine
And we'll help each other make it through the bad times

[Wyclef]
Children, imagine a world with no racism
No, no homeless in Grand Central Station
Boys and girls going to schools with no tools
Life is so beautiful but until then it will be
Rebel music, rebel music
Rebel music, put the peace sign up now
Rebel music, all my gangs put the peace sign up now

[Prodigy]
Uh, can these devils fool us son, not now ? done
We're a generation of thugs, you can't play with us
We've been lied to, enslaved and beaten up
We're immune to what you call pain, it's nothing
We're not scared of dying or afraid of guns
Born in the USA, nah, can't blame us
Our DNA's foreign to them
We kings of the planet Earth, Gods if you will
Yo, cash be my ?, it's about to get stupid
These niggas trying to stop our plans, peace to it
I never meant to cause him pain and he knew it
But he was trying to kill me and he blew it

[Wyclef]
But I woke up in the morning, sexy, yawning
Feel like it's gonna be a good day
No war on the street, no way, today
Everybody kick back like a holiday, aight
You shine, I shine and
The whole world looking like a gold mine
You get yours and I'll get mine
And we'll help each other make it through the bad times