mixtape: April Showers (2013)

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

Haitian V Intro lyrics - Wyclef Jean

(performed by Hatian V)

If I was president

Way...

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

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

But that gyal

She said hey buddy is it rappin?

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

She said hey buddy is it rappin because I knew Wyclef

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

I said listen lady, okay?

Wyclef not even rappin no more, okay?

He don't even do that no more

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

You know, with grease

He don't look good

And then, I leave there

I go to the corner store

All the people, they're there

And then they played their music

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

What is that?

That people shit was millie

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

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

He can have some... not all

He even turn me down

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

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

Youtube see Diamond like Carlos Santana

Madonna, you want to see a diamond like that?

Sign me man

Peace out, call you back

He never call me, no

He's a pork, a bum, okay

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

Pork!

Bugatti Freestyle lyrics - Wyclef Jean

You see Future? I'm the Haitian

Top shelf, now we Jamaicans

My crew got ammunition

We only fire when it's revolution

I woke up in that new McLaren

I woke up in that new McLaren

I woke up in that new McLaren

I woke up in that new McLaren

Let's go!

First time I came in the bizz I got noticed

Was way back with the Fugees, Haitians have made it

Admit it, you sold over 18 mill records

Instead they thought I'd be another like them

At the end they be rockin, the whip they pick

My nigga with em or leave em but I say last

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

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

Falling which, first hip-hop album

Four languages to go 4 time climbin

What did I miss? Out in Queens

Hustle my make-up, mata le vous?

Talk Italian to them niggas

Happy bout that, you see all leavin

But I ain't satisfied

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

In the remix, Haley, Beyonce

Oh no no no

On your playlist

Benjamin Ivy hit me on the wires

He brought a young girl by the name of Maya

So I put her on the track, ghetto superstars

With the old dirty bastard

That brought you up, definitely had one

Then I got the call from Fat Joe with ping pon

They doin a song, do I wanna speak son?

Hell yeah, Caribbean connection

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

All you see is the cemetery

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

Orlando XE, I keep artillery

Just in case they wanna come and get my niggas

That makes you the perfect target

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

This is what haters we pray for the most

All I do is laugh,

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

So when I say I'll miss you Michael

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

Damn, what a journey

The music in this juke

Clark David gave me a call

Said you'll return for Whitney

Whitney Houston Dub Plate lyrics - Wyclef Jean

[Whitney Houston:]

Yo, this is Whitney Houston

Yes massive this is the original vocalist

If tomorrow is Judgement Day

And I'm standing on the front line

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

I would say: "Wyclef murdered a sound boy"

If I wake up in World War III

I see destruction and poverty

And I feel like I wanna go home

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

My sound is your sound

Cause the refugee sound is your sound.

It would take an eternity to break us

And a million sound boys will die before us

They hands down, it's alright

It's not a riot but it's okay

Wyclef kills some boys every day

Refugee sound, that's all we need

To all sound boys – back away and leave

[Outro:]

Welcome to the April Showers mixtape

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

New Jersey, we in here

Hip Hop lyrics - Wyclef Jean

[Intro:]

Refugee public, Akon, and on and on

All hands on deck

Can I go in for a minute?

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

[Hook 1:]

Things done changed but they stay the same

I see molly is the new cocaine

I see them rappers with them big gold chains

Remind me of the Slick Rick rings

And Rakim was the microphone fiend

And Bobby Brown was the RnB king

Yeah, now every rapper wanna bang

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

[Verse 1:]

Missy and Timbaland, original dubstep

And Bambaataa had our future on tape deck

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

And let her know that K.R.S.

Is more than letters in the alphabets

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

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

Things done changed but they stay the same

I'm bumping Nas in the Range down memory lane

Talib, Mos Def, PE bought them lectures

My first music video Rakim, I was the extra

Run DMC ran rap, now run's a preacher

And we all are poor righteous teachers

Krush grooving, body moving

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

And Kim, Foxy and Eve are all warriors

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

Looks... pretty Nicki's in Ibiza

And every fella had a crush on Salt N Peppa

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

Written on a Wolf Gang back pack

[Hook 2:]

Things done changed but they stay the same

I see molly is the new cocaine

Yeah I see the rappers man poppin' champagne

Them Beasty Boys that Rick Rubin

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

And we all wanted to be Russell Simmons

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

[Verse 2:]

Yeah my young cousins rock Chief Keef tattoos

They say Easy E, what an attitude

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

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

Bone Thugs-n-Harmony, Crucial conflict

Twista, Tech N9ne, flipped it this way

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

Keak Da Sneak and the homie Mack Dre

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

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

Flo ridin' with a Pitbull, Miami going crazy

Bambi, Pimp C, UGK, Master P

Had me listening to the south in a new way

And I miss Outkast like people miss the Fugees

And there's a Birdman watching over New Orleans

And Scarface never seen a thug cry

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

[Hook 3:]

Things done changed but they stay the same

I see molly is the new cocaine

I see them rappers with the big gold chains

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

We all wanted 5 mics in The Source magazine

French Montana at the Red Café

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

[Verse 3:]

When I hear Waka, I hear ODB slang

I'm talking Wu Tang, Raekwon, 2Chainz

EPMD remind me of them Coke boys

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

Grandmaster Flash red alert, I'm talking Kool Herc

Jazzy Jeff, Fresh Prince brought it to suburbs

And hip hop will never be the same

Since Eminem lost Proof and Heavy's out the game

We still immortal with the technique, making good music

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

And Common used to love her and her 2Live Crew

Cause she stuck to her roots and let the DJ Screw

From Busta, Jay, Meek Mills to Tip to Quik

Kendrick Lamar, Luda, Ross, Wayne and Drake

50, Future & Game, Tribe Quest, Wale

And if we miss you, Puff Daddy do the remix

[Hook 4:]

Things done changed but they stay the same

I see molly is the new cocaine

A new Jesus piece with Chris Lighty's name

Biggy and Pac, East and West Coast kids

Mary J Blige, RnB queen

G-Unit, Ruff Ryders, Mobb Deep, DMX

Lox, Dipset, and we all in same game

Lyor Cohen

Hip-Hop

Hip-Hop

Hip-Hop

Hip-Hop

Kick Knowledge lyrics - Wyclef Jean

[Intro:]

I'm a aks the new generation a question

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

How many ya'll wanna be the Kick Knowledge?

Show your hands, show you hands

[Hook:]

Listen, Kick Knowledge, young and down

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

[Verse 1:]

Kick Knowledge, man the college

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

Pursued my dreams, started making beats

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

Young and down, I'm in the club

Gold chain, gold ring, the girlie luv them thugs

We poppin mollies, this is how we do

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

Kick Knowledge, Haitian born

I'm the American Dream underground like Hariette Tubman

When beef sparks, my dogs bark

We play the front at the bus, Rose pops

[Hook:]

Kick Knowledge, young and down

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

[Verse 2:]

Young and down, I got 50 bitches

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

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

At the end of the night you better have my monthly

Kick Knowledge, I'm like Malcolm X

By any means necessary, man I keep a tab

Man I ran for president all them def beats

Got me paranoid, who they gonna shoot next?

[Bridge:]

Shit I Kick Knowledge

Shit I Kick Knowledge

Shit I Kick Knowledge

Young and down

[Verse 3:]

Young and down, man I'm so icy

So flashy, print our own money

With my face on it, Abraham Lincoln

Young and down, Sarah Palin

Kick Knowledge, I see you rap children

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

'Cause time gon come you gonna make that cake

And you gotta fall back on that realestate

Young and down, see my gold fronts

I'm throwin bands, I sign my dum

She poppin poppin poppin pussy

All the way back to the hotel

Ya'll know my slogan – everything fo sale

[Hook:]

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

[Verse 4:]

Young and down, I'm selling coke

I'm selling smoke, I'm selling dope

On the block you know fiends come by the dozen

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

Kick Knowledge, Martin Luther King

He barely slept, but he had a dream

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

First black republic, 18-04

[Hook:]

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

Kick Knowledge, nah young and down

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

I landed in Chicago, everybody loves sosa

The youth in the street told me

We love you when shotters

Chicago, shoot first, think last

That's still my deal on the street now

Shoot first, think last

How long will this blood bath last?

Shoot first, think last

That's still my deal on the street now

Shoot first, think last

How long will this blood bath last?

Bang, bang, bang, bang

Everywhere it's a bang, bang, bang

Goons like ragatang

Everywhere it's a bang, bang, bang

Chicago got that bang, bang, bang

It's a bang, bang, bang

Goons like ragatang

Everywhere it's a bang, bang, bang

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

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

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

Even if they gotta put your kids to permanent sleep

They boys, they shoot first, think last

That's the model on the street, yea

Shoot first, think last

How long will this blood bath last?

Shoot first, think last

That's the model on the street, yea

Shoot first, think last

How long will this blood bath last?

Bang, bang, bang, bang

Everywhere it's a bang, bang, bang

Goons walk around like orangutans

Everywhere it's a bang, bang, bang

Yea, bang, bang, bang

At the mall it's a bang bang bang

Street corner it's a bang bang bang

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

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

But on these streets, I know the real richy yes

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

They got them in the cage, somewhere down under

Them boys, they used to

Shoot first, think last

That's the model on the street, yea

Shoot first, think last

How long will this blood bath last?

Shoot first, think last

That's the model on the street, yea

Shoot first, think last

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

Yeah, show them love

Wanna get the blood out they eyes show them love

Yeah, show the youth love

Wanna get the blood out they eyes show them love

Yeah, show the youth love

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

'Cause he grew up with no papa.

Glow Of A Rose lyrics - Wyclef Jean

[Chorus:]

And if my life is like the dust

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

What good am I?

(The glow of a rose)

Heaven only knows

[Verse 1:]

I was told no good deed goes unpunished

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

Public perception is everything

Even the one call they suits, face the crucifixion

So who am I?

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

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

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

But when you wake up, you take off

You wanna get kicked up

He got to see, no she ready sick up

Look at his face, he got blood in his eyes

The SWAT they pull up and put 3 in the side

He's there before a G need a alibi

Better yet he need a lawyer conquering on the side

Down at the west side

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

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

We might have different colored flags but we the same race

Mention the government with the same face

75% incarcerate

[Chorus:]

And if my life is like the dust

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

What good am I?

(Who am I?)

Heaven only knows

[Verse 2:]

I was told that my flesh will turn back to dust

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

I know I haven't been the best man

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

But I'm your man for mouth to mouth resuscitation

And if you need blood, call me transfusion

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

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

Next day wake up and the music in the street

Peer pressure to sniff cocaine, ecstasy, molly

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

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

So when I said permanent and permanent permanent one

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

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

We gon live past cremation

[Chorus:]

And if my life is like the dust

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

What good am I?

(What good am I?)

Heaven only knows

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

[Guitar solo]

The Pullover - The PoPo lyrics - Wyclef Jean

Alright, all you fuckin niggas out the car now

Officer, we are not niggas

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

Niggas niggas niggas

What the fuck you boys smoking in that car?

Officer, it's not about what we smoking

We have a marijuana card

Mhm!

You got a marijuana card, huh?

Let me get to pull it at you

Dispensery lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. Mobb Deep)

[Hook:]

What we gonna do when we get to Cali?

We gonna by ourself a marijuana ID

So when LAPD come and stop we

We can show em our marijuana ID

Then back to Chetaburg after New York City

And tell Bloomberg I want the ganja ID

So when NYPD stop me

I can show them my marijuana ID

Out in the hood we stay, the legislation say

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

Out in Jamaica yo, we burnin every day

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

Kush aka indica

Plants from Afghanistan and India

The same seed they used to lock the nation

The same seed we use to treat the patients

The same kush they grow in Mumbai

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

She say she want legal kush every month

So she payin like 24 100 chunks

Yea, it's slowin down my membrane

I'm on that Snoop kush, so plane

In the Maybach she call me ganja boss

Supreme kush, Diana Ross

What we gonna do when we get to Cali?

We gonna by ourself a marijuana ID

Then check Bloomberg in New York City

Then go up in Queens and pick up Mobb Deep

Yo P

Queens brish down in Utica

Blaze more fire than Lucifer

Got my people serving time up in Attica

Fightin with officers, stay smoking marijuana

3 years in them box and I'm still blazed

OG kush, purple haze

Montego Bay, blue skies

Shaka boy, them bloodshot eyes

Tear it up then we smoke it up

After that keep rolling up

Til the police start showin up

Smoke alarm start blowing up

What we gonna do when we get to Cali?

We gonna by ourself a marijuana ID

Then we go back to New Jersey

Smoke some weed with governor Christie

Then check Bloomberg in New York City

Then go up in Queens and pick up Mobb Deep

I need that Acapulco, go get me that ganja black

Just landed 30000 feet, wanna be high as that

How is that? Fire back on you little lames

I got copter, even then I'm switchin planes

JFK to LA, homie I'm off

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

Police whilin, now we stylin in them Bentleys and Raris

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

My hobby got em hatin

My goons in here, they Haitian

My pocket filled with faces, shorty ass is goodness gracious

My liquor, I don't chase it

That was back when shit was basic

Shit so strong that niggas smoke

You would think that we just spaced it

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

[Hook:]

What we gonna do when we get to Cali?

We gonna by ourself a marijuana ID

So when LAPD come and stop we

We can show em our marijuana ID

4-20, we at the 4-20

Mobb Deep with the 4-20

Wyclef general at the 4-20

Easy Mr. Flock with the dispensary

From Colorado back to Cali...

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

[Intro:]

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

But when Wyclef and Waka Flocka get together

Put that electric guitar against that trap music

We call it trap n roll baby

[x4:]

Wyclef, what's that sound?

Waka Flocka coming down

With flags in, blowin clouds

(And you know it's super loud)

You you you you you know

[Bridge:]

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

Trap n roll

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

You you you you you know

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

Trap n roll

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

Go ahead, bring em out

[Hook:]

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

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

That ain't the way to make em lose control

Here we go, I'm talkin trap n roll

Get them girls all on the floor,

Act a fool, gon act a fool

Act a fool, gon act a fool

Act a fool, gon act a fool

We can do a rockin beat

Act a fool, act a fool

[Verse:]

When I came to America – under pressure

Teenage shoplifter, came up, started things

8 balls, dope fiend

Like bone thugs I'm checkin em out

You know it's the 1st of the month

And they know I'm with it

'Cause they talk about it in the club

Man in the mirror, air guitar

One dream, ghetto superstar

But they never had a plan that could take me up

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

Yup, chosen in the rule

Dark side of the moon, came into the light

So let's toast tonight, glasses up

As you fill them right, it turn up my guitar

My guitar, my guitar

My guitar, my guitar

My guitar, my guitar

Wait a minute now

[Hook:]

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

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

That ain't the way to make em lose control

Here we go, I'm talkin trap n roll

Get them girls all on the floor,

Act a fool, gon act a fool

Act a fool, gon act a fool

Act a fool, gon act a fool

We can do a rockin beat

Act a fool, act a fool

[Verse:]

To the what down my block

With teen niggas sellin crack rocks

So they sold the trap spots

Dodged a pin and I get shot

Outraged, I'm caller, talk to cops

Stick together like dread locks

Keep the doors up

Waka Flocka, that's hip-hop

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

My mama base but I ain't have a boat

If I ain't have a name just splittin pain

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

Under that track, on the pop truck

Talkin number one, call clip the rock

My vocals green, make a forest dream

As I shoot plains in H dream

I got away, my enemies

Welcome to stat, you ain't Raekwon

Told me king push it, boy go hard

Busta Rhymes told me keep runnin

This gon pay off, I keep grindin

Even in the dark I'm still shinin

Gangsta and it's God plan

Then I call a fiend for losing hand

[Hook:]

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

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

That ain't the way to make em lose control

Here we go, I'm talkin trap n roll

Get them girls all on the floor,

Act a fool, gon act a fool

Act a fool, gon act a fool

Act a fool, gon act a fool

We can do a rockin beat

Act a fool, act a fool

[x4:]

Act a fool, act a fool

Act a fool, trap n roll

Act a fool, act a fool

Act a fool, you you you know

Open Letter FreeStyle lyrics - Wyclef Jean

[Intro:]

Action Chip told me finish that cheese first boy

Okay!

Turn up my guitar

Ladies and gentlemen

First hip-hop guitarist

Oh ya'll gonna learn

Goddamn

I found my balance again

Wyclef the general, turn up

Hip-hop guitarist, stay on my Jimi Hendrix

[Verse 1:]

If Tenor Saw was here he'd say

Ticky ticky tock on my golden hen

She layin next to this gentlemen

Sometimes Glock 9, sometimes mac-10

Turn me up

Whenever she lay, she sing a sweet song

Coot coot coot, coot lay low

Hey, it's time to teach 'em bro

Hey, they got to learn bro

Real talk Jay, I was with Bill Clinton

On a Air Force One headed down to my island

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

United nations know the gangs would listen to me

Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie brought them out to Haiti

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

Used to go to DC, see Nancy Pelosi

I spoke in front of congress fighting for my country

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

My whole life changed in a split second

Now I understand the hidden outlaw on the dollar

They never let a nigga that had a power

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

Then felt my constitution got twisted with Sean's penn

Even my bandmate said I wasn't fit

But I can see the future, Nostradamus

They took me out the race said I had no resident

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

Lost 20 mill when I decided to run

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

Who God bless man no man can curse

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

Hip-hop guitarist

Hip-hop guitarist, stay on my Jimi Hendrix

Ya'll gon learn

[Verse 2:]

In the hood they used to call me

The baddest with a Venezuelan flow, Hugo Chavez

Everything I say know gotta make sense

Cause I be gone with the wind

Now I understand the mathematics of the one

When they say there's nothing new under the sun

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

Cause if we ever join forces we be nuclear

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

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

They call me general, canons hit your walls

Two kings can't reign, one gotta fall

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

Everybody got a set of goons ready to get you

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

Twelve disciples, somebody Judas

Somebody snitching, giving information

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

This is more then a run on sentence

My raps are true life events

The general man I'm back with the info

Did you know a haitian was the founder of Chicago?

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

All y'all do is Google earth

From Haiti landed on Flatbush

From Flatbush walk to New Jersey

New Jerusalem, I'm talkin brick city

Not many like me in the semi treaty

From movin brick in the Brick City

Brick City and the brick city

[Outro:]

[?]

Haitians

April Showers, go

All hands on deck, refugee republic

I stay on my Jimi Hendrix

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

[Intro:]

Ladies and gentlemen

Please report on the dance floor

Thugs and thuggets, goons and goonettes

We gonna take this worldwide

I go by the name of Wyclef

UM, you got your passport man?

[Verse 1:]

First stop Paris, come on tale vous

Hotel rooms lookin like the Moulin Rouge

We're from BK, servin the metties

To London, getting knighted in the palace

Konichiwa, out in Japan now

She gave gooch and molly, Asian girls poppin mollies

Bugattis in, she say her daddy on it

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

[Bridge:]

Habibi baby, you smoking hashis

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

Arivederci, wake up in Sicily

Them belissime don that is feeling me

[Hook 1:]

Pop pop that belly ring, pop it as Rihanna

Pop pop that belly ring, Shakira, Columbia

Pop pop them bottles, go pop them choppers

There's some pretty ladies in here

Those my future baby mamas

Clap clap clap clap

Ayo Clef, put it down right there

Hustle doctor, she come from Pakistan

She got that good thing that come from Afghanistan

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

Pop pop yo belly ring

Pop pop yo belly ring

From BK to Lambinanio

All my ladies, won't you move your dominoes

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

Pop pop yo belly ring

Pop pop yo belly ring

[Verse 2:]

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

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

Saka fair, I'm with the gods

You goon duffle, put the Cleopatra squad

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

Richmond, New Jersey, you know that Brick City

That girl, won't even mess with the bosses

So she ridin with me on Arabian horses

It's November, we be gone in April

The D got a solid, now she callin me Django

Try albino, rugals, euros

The chrome, the euros, she get everything plural

[Hook 2:]

Pop pop that belly ring, pop it as Rihanna

Pop pop that belly ring, look at Hannah, Bermuda

Pop pop them bottles, go pop them choppers

There's some pretty ladies in here

Those my future baby mamas

[Verse 3:]

Pop yo belly shepherd stones

Tingle and you run em put

With some willingness to kill it

You don't care and yes we did it

Burma you bloody style, feds keep a solid file

Cleopatra Warner Brother, keep a drop in the pon

[Hook 2:]

Pop pop that belly ring, pop it as Rihanna

Pop pop that belly ring, look at Hannah, Bermuda

Pop pop them bottles, go pop them choppers

There's some pretty ladies in here

Those my future baby mamas

[Bridge:]

See you at the part now, posted with the lama

Lookin like the mafia project Cosa Nostra

Know that you love sosa, whispered to the Chi Town

But tonight we gonna pop the braman out the choppas

[Hook 2:]

Pop pop that belly ring, pop it as Rihanna

Pop pop that belly ring, look at Hannah, Bermuda

Pop pop them bottles, go pop them choppers

There's some pretty ladies in here

Those my future baby mamas

[Hook 1:]

Pop pop that belly ring, pop it as Rihanna

Pop pop that belly ring, Shakira, Columbia

Pop pop them bottles, go pop them choppers

There's some pretty ladies in here

Those my future baby mamas

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

[Intro:]

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

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

[Bridge:]

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

I fly in that Maserati like Melo go through the lane

[Hook:]

I say fuck these niggas and what they say

You don't know me, pretend to know me

Fuck these niggas and what they say

You don't know me, pretend to know me

[Bridge:]

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

I fly in that Maserati like Melo go through the lane

[Hook:]

I say fuck these niggas and what I say

You don't know me, pretend to know me

Fuck these niggas and what they say

You don't know me, pretend to know me

All right then, all right then

All right then, hah?

[Verse 1:]

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

That one McLaren with a seat in the middle now

Raised with the killa can while you playin mad man

Ain't no superhero here but the X-Men

Everybody lookin for survival so they are so

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

Born in the gutter, covered in struggle

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

Motherfuckers that buck you over them green bags

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

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

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

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

I was raised in a hut with them barbarians

Burner hear my bubble good, shootin from the project roof

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

Real talk when I rode gone til November

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

All right then, hah?

[Bridge: x2]

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

I fly in that Maserati like Melo go through the lane

[Hook:]

I say fuck these niggas and what I say

You don't know me, pretend to know me

Fuck these niggas and what they say

You don't know me, pretend to know me

All right then, all right then, hah?

[Verse 2:]

It's the author, unorthodox

Orthodoxin the water, no culture shop

You ain't strapped, you a hold the top

I holt the top 'cause the bottom comin

Got em runnin, call the cops

I'm callin shots like tech whistles

Fuck you like groupie tex, detects missiles that be technical

Ya'll niggas is ho oh oh oh oh oh

Fuck em, we flippin bundles, them bitches tumble like

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

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

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

Never geek on yo niggas and never creep with a ho

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

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

All right then, all right then, hah?

[Bridge: x2]

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

I fly in that Maserati like Melo go through the lane

[Verse 3:]

Pour some liquor 'cause the good die young

Banana clipped up but he sure young

Welcome to the jungle where they treat us like we animals

Haiti, the Bitstock chronicles

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

When they ready for the stick up

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

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

This is the truth but I said this before

Whether I'm in Haiti or Baltimore

Import more shooters who run through yo door

And it'll be yo body lyin on the floor

Out in the mob, they go through your organ

In the church they play the organ

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

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

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

All right then, all right then

All right then, hah?

All right then, all right then

All right then, hah?

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

[Intro:]

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

Every other day when your AK sprays

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

Every other day when your AK sprays

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

[Hook:]

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

Every other day when your AK sprays

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

[Verse 1:]

April Showers for fools, no mother nature includes

Just a smooth killer dude, they call me Troy Avenue

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

Blow race on the way but the crime rate get boost

Higher, no liar, I got that fire they desire

You know we can see nama, reconsider for you fathers

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

Many murders June, 2 May, we just back

Ha ha ha, bop bop bop, get away fast

Ruthless as my car and I pay straight cash

Money baby, stuntin no frontin baby

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

I done heard some angels sing

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

[Hook:]

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

Every other day when your AK sprays

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

[Verse 2:]

I was raised on, 100 bars are better

My balls of steel, my delivery tougher than leather

It looks impossible when going up against Goliath

Until they see my slingshot, King David

My word play, all the words play

Before the legions faith back on they lost day

Like the circus even clowns are born with a purpose

Smile for the camera but I ain't picture perfect

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

You can take yo chance sky divin

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

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

'Cause I got 7 out, I got 7 out

'Cause I got 7 albums

I got 7 knockers, call me choir boy

Angel singing in my head, make a joyful noise

My papa always told me – stand for the truth

Even when they goon up like them Tortuma goots

I'm back in the lap, predicates and adverbs

Yo man dead, see the power of words?

And that's nuclear, that's hysteria

Ahmed ben Hajad, North Korea

You getting money? Watch your paper chase

Every 3rd or 4th person is CIA

Every 5th and 6th person is DEA

Your best friend will turn snitch to put you away

[Hook:]

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

Every other day when your AK sprays

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

[Verse 3:]

I keep a light saber, Luke Skywalker

I'm flyin off the ropes, Jimmy Flysnooker

And I keep 2 girls, Jack Tripper

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

And I'm still on that time, just hit

Reminds me of a trip like a Bushwick be

If you shout that the world is over

Because the debts, Bosa Nova with the Cosa Nostra

[Hook:]

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

Every other day when your AK sprays

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

Every other day when your AK sprays

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

April Showers, lookin but they fallin every day

The Go Go lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. Kirko Bangz)

[Intro:]

When Wyclef get Kingston I'm a pick up Kirko Bangz

We head out to dreams and turn up the scene

[Bridge:]

She wanna get her sex life straight

So she bought a pole and she put it in the middle of the bedroom

She pay a stripper every week

To come and give er lessons but she say she wanna be a freak

[Hook:]

For her man, for her man

She just wanna be a freak for her man

For her man, for her man

The things that a woman would do for her man

[Verse 1:]

Ladies if your man had a fantasy

Why did he dress you up like ebony? Aye

Stacks on yo back girl, stacks on yo back girl

Tell me what you let him do, stacks on yo back

Stacks on yo back girl, stacks on yo back girl

Tell me what you let him do, stat

We throwin stacks in the bedroom

I maybe love er for er clothes

The way he loving of the club

He throwin stacks in the bedroom

Kirko Banz, talk to her now

Shawty throwin racks in the club

Throwin stacks in the club, throw back in the club and I think

Shawty got a plan for me

'Cause Shawty got her hands on me

And I know Shawty want this drink that I'm sippin on

She like the wheels that I'm tippin on

And I'm like Shawty won't you wind on me?

Say won't you come and grind on me?

Fuck with me Clef

[Bridge:]

She wanna get her sex life straight

So she bought a pole and she put it in the middle of the bedroom

She pay a stripper every week

To come and give er lessons but she say she wanna be a freak

[Hook:]

For her man, for her man

She just wanna be a freak for her man

For her man, for her man

The things that a woman would do for her man

He throwin stacks in the bedroom

I mean he love the go go clubs

The way he love them go go clubs

He throwin stacks in the bedroom

Aye, adjust from microphone

[Verse 2:]

My money boys said I would've been a good prez

But I'm a be a better vocal music exec

Back from Abu Dhabi

First thing I did was got all hands on deck, a deal for a couple mill

Gotta escape like Houdini tell me what's the cost

Fantasy Island, how I messed er up

Every woman lookin like where's the wolf mane

Supermodel man, genies in the bottle man

And they all for me, Clef the perfect gentleman

Black bottle MIA, call it Alice man

Como the yamas? Me yamo Clef

Eres latina? Claro que se

And they love them go go clubs

They like to do the dove if you girls in the go go club

They love them go go clubs

The girls love the way they throw the money in them go go clubs

And they love money money

Money make the world go round, they want money

Many money, many, many many

And many men kill many many for the money

He throwin stacks in the bedroom

I mean he love the go go clubs

The way he love them go go clubs

Turn up my guitar in the club

Turn up

Turn up my guitar so I could play for the private dancer man

Go

Go

Woo

I play that guitar like I'm from Texas, be that

Hope N Pray lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. Young Chop)

[Intro:]

She put a choppa to my ear and then she said boy you did

Unless you tell me the truth - where you been last night?

I was with Young Chop cutting tracks in the studio

Aye

You don't believe me though

Aye

She aimin at my temple

[Hook: x2]

Hope n pray, hope n pray

Hold me baby, hope n pray

Hope n pray, hope n pray

When the jet go off, you know let's get away

[Bridge:]

I guess that's why I said someone call 911

'Cause you never miss a good thing til it's gone

The old timers used to tell me

A house is not home unless she's in it but she's tryna kill you

[Verse 1:]

She about to go off

Sound like the kind that's let off

This feels like a bad trip

Demons in my mattress

Now she done let off, tryna take my head off

Should I confess? Or should I let it air out?

[Hook: x2]

Hope n pray, hope n pray

Hold me baby, hope n pray

Hope n pray, hope n pray

When the jet go off, you know let's get away

[Bridge:]

I guess that's why I said someone call 911

'Cause you never miss a good thing til it's gone

The old timers used to tell me

A house is not home unless she's in it but she's tryna kill you

[Verse 2:]

Now she's comin down the block

Go back up, I'm hearin shots

No chips lined, I'm not up for talking

I already know she cold-hearted

I'm tryin to make er take this rose

I rather bury you with guns and roses

She wanna know if I heard er loud and clear

On er mama she swear

[Hook: x2]

Hope n pray, hope n pray

Hold me baby, hope n pray

Hope n pray, hope n pray

When the jet go off, you know let's get away

[Verse 3:]

And when I'm long gone

I'm no longer here

Remember I tried to apologize

But death ears can't hear, no

So the choppa ring oh oh oh oh oh

And my head gave up

And my body got tossed

All in the name of love

[Hook: x2]

Hope n pray, hope n pray

Hold me baby, hope n pray

Hope n pray, hope n pray

When the jet go off, you know let's get away

[Bridge:]

I guess that's why I said someone call 911

'Cause you never miss a good thing til it's gone

The old timers used to tell me

A house is not home unless she's in it but she's tryna kill you

Stuntin lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. Angelica Salem)

[Intro:]

She said she always gonna be, daddy's little girl

Look at her style, look at her swag

Look at her stuntin like

[Hook:]

I be stuntin like my daddy did, stuntin like my daddy did

Everywhere I go man I'm stuntin like my daddy did

All you gotta do is look into my eyes

Look into my dream yo, it can never die

She stuntin like her daddy man, she stuntin like her daddy

Everywhere she go, yea she be stuntin like her daddy

I love your cat walk, the way you hold your head high

You got every man lookin but they can't get the prize

[Verse 1:]

I gotta do this for my mama, gotta do this for my daddy

In the middle of the block, gotta make it for my homies

My little brother playing ball

That he says if you win to get then have it all

George Michael swag, so all I do is hate the fate

Look at the pictures on the wall, my dad's amongst the great

Designer this, designer that, I'm running out of closet space

But daddy never let it get to my head, amazing grace

[Bridge:]

The boys don't want to play

Once they know my daddy's weight

They don't misbehave, they don't wanna see the great

I can do without the pain, gotta treat this baby

Like every day is my birthday

[Hook:]

I be stuntin like my daddy did, stuntin like my daddy did

Everywhere I go man I'm stuntin like my daddy did

All you gotta do is look into my eyes

Look into my dream yo, it can never die

She stuntin like her daddy man, she stuntin like her daddy

Everywhere she go, yea she be stuntin like her daddy

I love your cat walk, the way you hold your head high

You got every man lookin but they can't get the prize

[Verse 2:]

Well I'm stuntin like my daddy, I'm not daddy's little girl

Got my passport stamped up all around the world

With my red dress depend at all

Sport cars, gold, diamonds and Taj Mahal

Eyyy, here's the plan, let's get a jet

World tour, Bangladesh, what's next?

Every man got a tattoo with you on they chest

Trust me, I'm clairvoyant when it comes to dreams

I told Destiny's Child that they would be the young supreme

[Bridge:]

The boys don't want to play

Once they know my daddy's weight

They don't misbehave, they don't wanna see the great

I can do without the pain, gotta treat this baby

Like every day is my birthday

[Hook:]

I be stuntin like my daddy did, stuntin like my daddy did

Everywhere I go man I'm stuntin like my daddy did

All you gotta do is look into my eyes

You can see my dream yo, it can never die

She stuntin like her daddy man, she stuntin like her daddy

Everywhere she go, yea she be stuntin like her daddy

I love your cat walk, the way you hold your head high

You got every man lookin but they can't get the prize

I Wish It Was Music lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. T.I. Trae The Truth)

[Hook:]

Oh... wish this was a Metallica concert

I wish that it was music when they walked in the building

Someone ring the alarm

It sound like rock n roll

It sound like rock n roll

Oh... wish this was man, a Rolling Stones concert

I wish that it was music when they walked in the building

Someone ring the alarm

It sound like rock n roll

It sound like rock n roll

[Verse 1:]

Problem officer? What? Wuchu lookin fo?

Man I ain't dis shit, what the fuck you lookin for?

Guess it 'cause I rap, what has a rapper done to you I ask?

Smoke some weed, show is at when he sad

Man everybody didn't knew it like me

Ain't the war you should harass and ask for ID

You done never seen Trevon, Martin in the hoodie

In Connecticut shootin a killa good

Is it me or can anyone see?

I'm holding history while massacre was linked to you

But the prez that's in er relate to me

Second a memo will strip for me, all because you scared of wet

I go and see a urban movie, shoot a movie theater up

Man, that fucked up

'Cus I'm a good dude

And when I had to, I knew when to use em

Usually the likes of you sit high and they glow in the likes of me

My music ain't the problem, Shawty not as poor as I can

Shit!

[Hook:]

Oh... wish this was man, a Summer Jam concert

I wish that it was music when they walked in the building

Someone ring the alarm

It sound like rock n roll

It sound like rock n roll

Oh... wish this was a Coachella concert

I wish that it was music when they walked in the building

Someone ring the alarm

It sound like rock n roll

It sound like rock n roll

[Verse 2:]

Look, sip real but I'm ridin

Too late for slowin this pace down

Lately like the bed so cold

Gotta keep that 5 on my waist line

Even though I don't want to I got to

Look at what they did to them babies

I couldn't imagine the feeling

The way that I'm feeling with something so crazy

That's that shit that make you sick

Lose all hope and make you quit

Tryna piece this puzzle but shit don't fit

So many things I just don't get

They say in life it ain't nothing that's promised

We end up living here, I just had to be honest

The pain soundin like metal, the color of vonix

When it play, everything in the path of it demolished

Everything the same stage but a different show

It's hard to focus every day, putting on a different role, damn!

[Hook:]

Oh... wish this was an Up on the Roof concert

I wish that it was music when they walked in the building

Someone ring the alarm

It sound like rock n roll

It sound like rock n roll

Oh... wish this was a Metallica concert

I wish that it was music when they walked in the building

Someone ring the alarm

It sound like rock n roll

It sound like rock n roll

[Verse 3:]

Last days, revelations front page

666 out in Boston, it's the beast range

I send a message to the pagans with the ravens

The numbers to decode, the secret's locked up in the Vatican

I guess that's why my papa called me Wyclef Jean

I was named after the reformer teta that was protestant

And never since then, daddy built churches in the hood

But it was hard to see my cousins in a box made out of wood

Sadistically they said that I'll be dead by 23

I guess they didn't read the good book and see the prophecy

The youngins say that's too deep

I'm tryin to move these rocks

X ray came back on his mom's breast, they found lumps

But he gotta hustle, imam a holy man

He got 3 sisters, papa in the can

Desperate times, desperate measures

He pulled a 2-shooter, tell the click I want everything in the register

[Hook:]

Oh... wish this was a Led Zeppelin concert

I wish that it was music when they walked in the building

Someone ring the alarm

It sound like rock n roll

It sound like rock n roll

Oh... wish this was a Metallica concert

I wish that it was music when they walked in the building

Someone ring the alarm

It sound like rock n roll

It sound like rock n roll

Mid Life Crisis lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. Maino)

[Intro]

Quincy Jones once told me

The music industry is not a 50 yard dash

It’s global gumbo - and that’s a marathon

Are you ready to finish what you started?

[Verse 1]

Little burns on my back, I’m back from Hell’s fire

Little games, you say the devil’s alive

Anything we can conquer, Olympians

I’m on my second wind running like a Jamaican

I went from dreads to a bald cut

Took the few shots, still caught the wrap-up

Closest they got to me falling was on Dave Chappelle's show

When Dylan was chocking the legend

And what an impression I leave on your girlfriend

Not physically, but it’s my voice that she’s hearing

She like that, aye, sing along - she know the words to every song

Aye, she call me Don Dada - her favorite movie Top Shotter

She love when I speak Creole, what up?

Me and colleagues go back with butter, fuco

[Hook]

Early in morning, you still wake up

Brush my teeth and hit the block up

Hustle hard is what I’m made of

Some cut coke, I cut that guitar up

We keeps many cars with the big rims

Big mansions with Rottweilers fenced in

Some did anything just to get there

Some see fame and some saw the prison

Some see fame and some see the prison

Some see fame and some see the prison

[Verse 2]

You’re doing time, in prison?

Hold your head up, I hope you get a party

Could've been me, in the same place

That’s why every night, I say my grace

Strong-headed, ain't a thing I can't achieve

So off the beat, top three emcees

Music mogul, philanthropy

Y'all know how I do with my epiphanies

Why now? Why not now?

Many'll call but only a few can move the crowd

I started off a battle emcee

Before the Smack DVDs and URL League

But lately, lyrically, been underestimated

But the rap side of my brain is reactivated

But thanks to my momma, used to pray, oh Lord

Have my son focus on music and not a sawed-off

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Some say I had a mid-life crisis

The colleagues would pick on my birthday

Why envy Charlamagne? It’s my birthday

It, it’s my birthday, it, it’s my birthday

But who know where we going, papi?

What it do? The catwalk, fashion week

"Ne me quitter pas", that mean "no, never leave me"

What’s funny, man, she don’t even know me

Aye, she like that, aye, sing along

She know the words to every song

Aye, she like that - gettin' her dance on

She know the words to all my songs

Go girl - shake it

But don’t hurt nobody

It’s the Refugee Republic

All hands on deck - DJs on deck

Some see fame and some saw the prison

Some see fame and some see the prison

Some see fame and some see the prison

[Outro]

Ladies and gentlemen

Could somebody pass me my electric guitar?

The Shrine lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. Choppa Zoe)

[Intro:]

Saga faite

The Haitians just arrived

Choppa Zoe

Yea

Wyclef Jean, Choppa Zoe

[Bridge:]

This the life, this the struggle

And I'm a show em how to hustle

This the life, this the struggle

And I'm a show em how to hustle

[Hook 1:]

I'm on my Cuba, where the VI social club

Aye aye aye

Some fall for the Columbian

I'm rollin with the Panamanian

And I'm movin with Dominican

You tryna have a conversation with a Mexican

One life, one heart

I love the Coheba

I got to celebrate 'cause I ain't promised tomorrow

[Verse 1:]

I swear this life heaven 'cause I came from here

Set the game on flame, watch me give em hell

17, I was locked down in a cell

Man this life ain't for me, is what I told myself

Age coming on the mama, know she need the help

Haiti still in the range, know they need the help

Should elect Wyclef for prez 'cus that woulda helped

Game of 21, every man for himself

'79 – uncle left Haiti to chase the wealth

18 – did the same just to chase the wealth

Have a space plan, they recall a midget deal

She was a 8, 9, 10 'cus the money help

Cuban mom they got that juicy so I call er welch

Was on the A kind, never seen bad as hell

Instead of standing like a man, suck a nigga lip

Dreamin all on his own, all by myself

I'm putting on for my city all by myself

I was movin all the peas all by myself

I refused but he workin them odd jobs

A nigga grind hard, that's why these Haitians die hard

[Hook 1:]

I'm on my Cuba, where the VI social club

Aye aye aye

Some fall for the Columbian

I'm rollin with the Panamanian

And I'm movin with Dominican

You tryna have a conversation with a Mexican

One life, one heart

I love the Coheba

I got to celebrate 'cause I ain't promised tomorrow

[Verse 2:]

I'm on my fella Gucci shit, I ran for president

They said I got no residence, what's the evidence?

All I wanted to do was bring my country a new dream

They thought I had the policies like hatin on me

I paint them pictures with my rap line (Picasso)

Got soldiers, boy they young in minds

AK-47 is the gun of choice

A million voices, left for one to no choice

Hootsy Tootsy, what's next?

Everybody got a gang, we all throwin stacks

I got a whole gang and they all from Cuba

Reppin that Santa Maria

Avon bought that track with the latin blood

Believers better be on board, I'm on that Noah's flood

Yea, man I love it in America

Like Eddie Griffin man, comin to America

Real talk man, I worked in the fast foods

Plucked the managers, they all good

Can't see the vision of a young man

I had a plan to get a big bang

[Bridge:]

This the life, this the struggle

And I'm a show em how to hustle

This the life, this the struggle

And I'm a show em how to hustle

[Hook 2:]

I'm on my Cuba, where the VI social club

Aye aye aye

I'm in the club with the Nigerians

And by the way that she movin now you know she is Brazilian

Any problem with Dominicans

Then it's back on the plane and I'm headed to the motherland

One love, one heart

I love the Coheba

I got to celebrate 'cause I ain't promised tomorrow

[Verse 3:]

Me and the mexicans got something in common

We all got problems with immigration

Why you tryna send my parents back to they country?

Many people embark from the land of the free

I was raised with them grizzly grizzly grizzly bears

And the way you runnin they can smell the fear

And I can see your eyes, you ain't ready for this

And I can see the Future, Nostradamus

And I can see the president on my laptop

Playin the game of life on my X-Box

We're in Papoto, lookin like real life

No I'm still in sue, Miami Vice

And be clear, this is more than rappers real words

We do them real movies – Spielberg

Have you heard? General's back

The word on the street, every time rap

Gotta make sense every sentence

This is more than rap, it's real life convinced

True TV, 3D vision

Stevie Wonder, superstition

[Hook 2:]

I'm on my Cuba, where the VI social club

Aye aye aye

I'm in the club with the Nigerians

And by the way that she movin now you know she is Brazilian

Any problem with Dominicans

Then it's back on the plane and I'm headed to the motherland

One love, one heart

I love the Coheba

I got to celebrate 'cause I ain't promised tomorrow

One love, one heart

Stay On My Jimi Hendrix - Hip Hop Guitarist lyrics - Wyclef Jean

[Intro:]

I mean real talk, I'll play the guitar from here

'Cus my mama took the gun out my hand and replaced it with a guitar

Real talk

[Bridge:]

Coast to coast, Refugee Republic

We don't know need the movies

We be right in them records

Aye

Coast to coast, Refugee Republic

We don't know need the movies

All hands on deck, right them epics

Stay on my Jimi Hendrix

[Hook:]

Ayo I stay on my Jimi Hendrix

Ayo I stay on my Jimi Hendrix

Aye, stay on my Jimi Hendrix

Aye, stay on my Jimi Hendrix

[Verse:]

I was happy when I saw B.o.B with a guitar

Strumming that thing at the BT awards

Or Lil Wayne, picked it up, he love that rock n roll

Guitar with the trap comin – I call it trap n roll

I'm talkin Jimi Hendrix, I'm talkin Santana

I'm talkin Steve Vy, Eddie Van Halen

Prince Purple Ring – he make the guitar scream

Man the girl got the blue – BB King

You gon feel better even though you feel sad

Conversatin at dinner, we listenin to jazz

Get back in the crib, sing every Red Hot Chili Pepper song that they ever did

She in a better mood so she tell me huh

Is it true you play the guitar with your tongue? Nah

Nah, I've been playin with my teeth, right in them strings

I'm on my Jimi Hendrix, she say show me that thing

[Hook:]

Ayo I stay on my Jimi Hendrix

Ayo I stay on my Jimi Hendrix

Aye, stay on my Jimi Hendrix

Ayo I stay on my Jimi Hendrix

Aye

Aye

Aye

Aye

Ayo I stay on my Jimi Hendrix

Hard Times lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. G Fella)

[Intro]

[Verse 1:]

This one dedicated to those that come to NYC

Went from illegal aliens to the recalled ID

But once they break the law I see them boys turned to deportees

And it's the same story from Haiti down to Sicily

Them boys speak broken English, like what's the matter you?

Slurping in the rainbow got them thinking I knew voodoo

Okay Um just called me, said he got a job for us

Pick up the bag and see the guy and bring a the money a back for us

Oh, just for us I bring it back I mean I get the car

I'll give you a little something something just keep your mouth to shut

Now I'm in the station, they want information,

My English not too good officer, I'm a Haitian

Maron is havin a bitchin, I got a coart a freakin a guy

That killed a guy that killed a guy

Then we get the charge and go bye

Ciao ciao mister Officer, wooh, this was a close one

You kept your mouth to shut, aye... you a good one

[Hook:]

Having a hard time in this crazy town

Having a hard time in this crazy town

If you make it in New York you can make it anywhere

[Verse 2:]

Broch pon as a baby, pops a moment of struggle

They could smile at the devil, and just laugh at the troubles,

Didn't want us to prosper, we just labeled as mobsters

But we did what we got to, stood tall like an Oscar

An army with us, mumble then, uncle Micky with us

They know what it's like in the ping, over talent, can't forget em

You can't win I don't lose, stick with the both lose

Clef and I got a song, union like the locals

Colorful punch, white, black, yellow, pink, brown

And that old slice here, loudly without sound

Smell sweet, you move in numbers like ants on the ground

Take pictures like when you're a kid and yo aunts is around

Feet planted like roots, fire known to resist me

I'm stand up in my city, plus the Haitians is with me

Different world but the same, Clef know why we still standin

Green, white and red but the Haiti flag, poppin 2 cannons

[Hook:]

Having a hard time in this crazy town

Having a hard time in this crazy town

(Even though you have a hard time in this crazy town)

(Mama told me)

If you make it in New York you can make it anywhere

Having a hard times in this crazy town

Having...

[Verse 3:]

Fresh off the boat, land in Coney Island

A Haitian in Brooklyn, Dodgers stadium

Mischief night, throwin eggs off the roof, me and my brothers

My cousin got a connect, he want us to check with them good fellas

But mom told me don't tangle with Haitians, Sicilians

So when I said that on the score it was more than the writin

Welcome to a page of my black and white note yea

With dishwashers and maintenance and then turn the books

Learn to handle coves as quick, no fingerprints

Michael Jackson glove with a Desito brick

Drive by, we're ninjas, suited up gorillas

Where a man a leave you in the trunk for days, G Fellas

Yea the G Fellas connected with Italiani

Ran for president, I guess I'm movin like the Kennedy

And despite the hard times, the wear and tear

If you make it in New York you can make it anywhere

[Hook:]

Having a hard time in this crazy town

Having a hard time in this crazy town

(Even though you're having a hard time in this crazy town)

Having a hard time in this crazy town

(Mama told me)

If you make it in New York you can make it anywhere

Having a hard time in this crazy town

Having a hard time in this crazy town

Having a hard time in this crazy town

If you make it in New York you can make it anywhere

Having...

Death Wish lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. Opium Black)

[Intro:]

Wyclef, long side, Opium Black, aye!

Caribbean connection

Listen Black!

[Hook:]

I tried to warn him, 20 grand

And now they offed him

He down in Miami, sleeping with the dolphins

We tried to warn him

I think he crazy, boy

Must've had a death wish

I really dig, man

You must've had a death wish

If you're gonna test Opium Black

I really think you must've had a death wish

Talk to them, Black

[Verse:]

To the slums I pull press, my pink's on 6

Fresh in a boatload to risk them bricks

Banana bro, banana clip

I hope you make afloat the way jumping ship

Need an antidote, I talk poisonous

This shit I smoke is the noisiest

Red light, green light, ma, you say what it would be like

This from street lights niggas that put in work

Millionaires, that Korean dirt

Coffin, clothes, feed the trash, fear empire, feed your thirst

I mean that, top of the life

You don't know about what your running at the O's boy must you hate that

Wild for tonight, time to run for your life

Well, you're dead, can't give me no feedback

Big ole chopper, big ole timber, shut up copper

Robocop informer, tell em oh me, I smoke marijuana

Middle finger to the test, fuck you honor

Never drive by may I walk up on you

Monkey, banana, clip, drama

Arrange for me to go down, work hard

Wait for me to go down, trust nothing

Slick women took ya down, get money

Eat with me, nigga down

You in a fish bowl, I'm in a shark tank

When you're this cold you give God thanks

You in bitch mode, we all rank, you bait

[Hook:]

I tried to warn him, 20 grand

And now they offed him

He down in Miami, sleeping with the dolphins

We tried to warn him

I think he crazy, boy

Must've had a death wish

I really dig, man

You must've had a death wish

If you're gonna test Opium Black

I really think you must've had a death wish

Talk to them, Black!

Jack Thriller Interlude - Jack Thrilla lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. Wyclef & Rasheeda Wallace)

Django's house, niggas

Niggas, niggettes,

Pimps, hoes, hustlers, customers

Matrix side chicks, hipsters, strippers

Pop heads, molly hits, sniffers

Barber shop, beauty shop

Never hoes at the house

Give em spots

The trap block huggers, teachers, preachers

Sinners, winners, thugs, busters, marks

Twerkin, strippers, tippers

9 to 5 workers, boss it's dope boy deadbeats

Fronters, stunters, shoters

Oh sex, welcome!

To Wyclef Jean's April Showers

Q&A with Jack Thriller

Go ahead nigga

Only music I'm singing nigga is I saw Django

Oh, if it was a slave, get rid of bad men

I was telling you man, for me... I came from Haiti

Sapa se

You's the first alien Gonzalez

Yea

Came on a tide, by yourself or you... swim

Just a... swim

Or you adopted (nigga swim)

Nah nah nah I was, I was... you know

You got the P dib

That's, yea I hear that you stand up

Yea yea definitely

Like my mom, you know

And uh, you know

RIP to my dad, he passed away (RIP)

But um, I came from like a hut man

Get the hell out of here Peter

Nah man like a hut bruh like

If I was to describe it to you

I would say like um

Slumdog Millionaire, you seen that movie?

Yes, I did

Think about the start of that movie

Right, so I'm talkin bout man, like... go into the toilet

Like you know man... I'm going, I'm going back

You know what I'm sayin?

Very legal accommodations

And I'm talkin bout... talkin bout like no napkins type

Yo know what I mean?

Like know that (don't squeeze the shale)

Yea, I'm talkin bout

You know

You know... you using like a leaf

You know what I mean? Like real talk

This was this was this was my start

Cutting to ass hole with leafs

So can you imagine? But imagine this

So by the time I got to my own projects (by the time I got)

By the time I got to America bruh (to America)

And I got to the projects compared to where I came from

Nigga I thought I was rich

Get the hell outta here

Yea, I did

Because, you you was my kind of poor then (you were my, you were my...)

Started From The Bottom Interlude lyrics - Wyclef Jean

[Bridge:]

I love you in your fast car

With your hair blowing back and the smile of a star

Everybody know who you are

Singing every Drake song on the billboard chart

Thought I was going to November,

But you saw me in December

Camp fire in Aruba,

That's when we lit it up, started to blaze

Reminiscing on the old school days

[Hook 1:]

Started out in Haiti, now we here

Started out in Haiti, now the whole Sosa here

Started out in Haiti, now we here

Started out in Haiti, now the whole Sosa here

Started out in Haiti, now we here

Started out in Haiti, now the whole Sosa here

Started out in Haiti, now we here

Started out in Haiti, now the whole Sosa here

[Verse 1:]

How you deal with all the mad press? Tell me does it hurt

What you gonna tell em man I used to eat dirt?

Started in the bottom in a hut with no shirt

Now I'm living in a mansion, tell me what's worse

Couple bad investments, I'm a raise up my stock

Man I'm sitting with the Russians and talking on the yacht

They say Clef you wanna be the good prez

But you gonna be a better mogul music exec

[Hook 2:]

Cause you started from the bottom now you're here

Started from the bottom now the whole dudes are here

Started from the bottom now we here

Man we started from the bottom now the whole dudes are here

[Verse 2:]

The word on the street we turned at a general

The girls love it when I speak that creole

Saca faite, aki S who Vinnie lie

Who told Belvedere who got bizz with makiage

No te come and say, um baka, did you know me keep you up

No te come and say, um baka, did you know me keep you up

No te come and say, um baka, did you know me keep you up

Wyclef with that bilingual flow

Yeah been a long time yo, I shouldn't kept y'all

But I was too busy running for president y'all

Now that we got a president, I'm back on my grind y'all

Doin what I do best, turn up my keyboard

Deck got them beats when we back on the streets yo

Refugee Republic tryina sign em real acts yo

You play that guitar girl, you got a band

Send me a pic, on your Instagram

[Bridge:]

I love you in your fast car

With your hair blowing back and the smile of a star

Everybody know who you are

Singing every Drake song on the billboard chart

Thought I was going to November,

But you saw me in December

Camp fire in Aruba,

That's when we lit it up, started to blaze

Reminiscing on the old school days

[Hook 3:]

We started from the bottom, now we here

Started out in Haiti, now the whole clique in here

Started out in Haiti, now we here aye

Started out in Haiti, now the whole Sosa here

Aye, Clef aka Hip Hop Guitarist

Turn up!

[Guitar solo]

[Outro:]

Huh!

Why is Wyclef Jean stealin Carlos Santana's riff?

Listen you dope yo

Wyclef wrote that, this shit for Carlos Santana

Maria, Maria

Sosa Interlude lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. Haitian Fresh)

[Intro:]

It's Wyclef aka the General

Hatian Fresh, Toby, Action Chef, Young...

Now we'd like to take a trip to Chicago

What we got to Chicago?

They aksed us if we love Sosa

And we said, "yes!".

They said we know you are Haitian

We won't try to flip this record and play off

And we lit it up.

[French]

The Buzz lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. Trini)

[Intro:]

Ya'll know what it is man, April Showers Mixtape

Man we take it to a new level man

It's beyond the movie, man we do epics, ya'll know what it is

Speakin of epics, I wanna bring my new female emcee

She straight out of Trinidad but we're in Brooklyn

Check out, she go by the name of Trini man

Dangerous

[Verse 1:]

Yo I like a nigga that lives at the hand of a crazy bitch

'Cause I'm crazy bitch and I'm crazy sick

And I swear sometimes I be feelin like me

So whatever that be on some Jay-Z shit

Copy with the pon that ego, lil pussy T-Bow

And the game better be with me,

Because my pussy's evil

Plus my flow got a fever, if I fuck Rick Ross he might have another seizure

I'm a gamma rose, watch while I'll give head to Wiz Khalifa

I'm no diva but for Franklins I would turn into a freak

I'm no Lady Luck, but I eat bitches alive

So fly, pop the shit in the sky

Might tie a nigga down and piss in his eye

Far from honey, they call me the queen of the hive

I spit it nasty light that bitch that gave that shit to Easy

And I could bring the super freak out of Jeezy

And I could add baby to his Weezy

He gonna need a pump just to eat me

I'll leave Santana harder than the hammer,

Come on and whipe it up with his bandana

Lands ain't safe, I had lung like Drake along

Made Gucci Mane tattoo my pussy on his face

I stay with that Mary Jane, I be getting more hits than Beats by Dre

And I would turn into a bagel like Anita for the cake

Got that Waka Flocka flame, they gonna have to let it burn

I usher niggas out the game so hate it or love it

I'm in the game

[Hook:]

I'm getting my buzz on,

We're getting our buzz on

Puff puff pass, puff puff pass

I got twenty on the buzz

I got sixty on the buzz,

I got a young on the buzz

Puff puff pass, puff puff pass

[Verse 2:]

Ayo my shit is heavy and most of y'all emcees light

And I say that with no disrespect to MC life

It's T R I N, they can't see I

If I was 20, still creepin, seen the Tunechi ah

I am hot enough to turn Chris Brown

I'm like a nigga with a real Big Sean

No mercy to the fake, coppin shot Trevon

Pour some liquor out, bottom's up, Trey Songz

I'm every rapper's delight, Sugar Hill

I'm the meek that will inherit the earth and Meek Millz

Jet life, Curren$y is my aim,

Call in vain but I'm a spend it no 2 chains

We are young but I'm making no fun

If Chris cab it to the crib to bring me Rihanna's gun

And I will take the chicken to the slaughter house and let the codeine murder her

Just call me Venus or Serena when I'm servin her

All hands on deck, you gotta love it

I should put a condom on the mic and then fuck it

Nah fuck it, I should go Lady Gaga, meat suit boy, rush all over the track

And it's gon be a wrap when I leave this game lookin like Jim Jones in the Suicide Pack

[Hook:]

I'm getting my buzz on,

We're getting our buzz on

Puff puff pass, puff puff pass

I got twenty on the buzz

I got sixty on the buzz,

I got a young on the buzz

Puff puff pass, puff puff pass

[Verse 3:]

Without the J I'm Cole (d)

Matter of fact, Nat King Cole

I spit it so slick but you could say I'm slow

I'm tryina to it big like I'm holding big soul,

It's gonna get Mobb Deep on the ready

I'm bout to put this game on luck, three Grammy

How many lames get killed? Many

Many money, many many many

Many man get killed for the money

Mama say, mama ma husa like Feni

I mean fella

If order mac and cheese show the bitch that Trini with French Montana

My rhymes is nasty, Nas like calm in a movie

Death, now the preachers done broke up, Wyclef

[Hook:]

I'm getting my buzz on,

We're getting our buzz on

Puff puff pass, puff puff pass

I got twenty on the buzz

I got sixty on the buzz,

I got a young on the buzz

Puff puff pass, puff puff pass

[Outro:]

Yea that was Trini right there man

She bringing some of that 90's vibe back, you know?

Late 90's, early 2000's, you know what I mean?

Shout out to all them females emcees out there, nothing but respect

Main Dish lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. Jarina De Marco)

[Intro:]

Yo right about now, this next girl I'm about to bring to ya'll

Yo, word to my mama man

She opened up for me when she was like 12 years old

You know what I mean?

The Fugees, she opened for Fugees in Haiti dog

Real talk, we should go back to the Jarina De Marco

She sings in like 4 languages

See ya'll ya'll know me man

Refugee Republic, ya'll know it's gon be different when I come with it man

All hands on deck boy

Stay off that Instagram nigga

Just give to em

[?]

[Bridge:]

Gather wealth, keep spinning, I can feel the gravity

Tryina pull me down but it can't hold me

The world keep spinning, I can feel the gravity

Tryina pull me down but it can't hold me

[Verse 1:]

At the age of 5 got kicked out of DR, revolution from the start

Baby girl like a doll, next stop – luxury all

Parlez vous Francais? Oui, monsieur, I do

But if you stare at me too long I'll put a wicked spell on you

Yeah, you know I'm it, I can see I'm on your wish list

Like the drama boy waiting for gifts on Christmas

[Chorus 1:]

Us art girls we're terrible, we're dangerous

But you can't stay away from my huska boy 'cause you love my main dish

He love my main dish

He love my, he love my

He love my main dish

He la la, he la la

Us art girls we're terrible, we're dangerous

But you can't stay away from my huska boy 'cause you love my main dish

[Bridge:]

Gather wealth, keep spinning, I can feel the gravity

Tryina pull me down but it can't hold me

The world keep spinning, I can feel the gravity

Tryina pull me down but it can't hold me

[Verse 2:]

I'm an exemplary combination, killer DNA formation

Mix race, pretty face, we embody all the nations

Love me, love me, love me

Tell me, tell me, tell me sailor, what can you see?

Gonna take a lot of swimmin to get to me

I'm the little pretty mermaid under the sea

Listen to me now

Yeah, I can feel it in the air

The storm's getting closer, got a tropical flair

[Chorus 2:]

Us art girls we're terrible, we're dangerous

But you can't stay away from my huska boy 'cause you love my main dish

He love my main dish

He la la, he la la

He love my main dish

He la la, he la la

He love my main dish

He la la, he la la

He love my main dish

He la la, he la la

[Outro:]

Man, that was the song of Jarina De Marco

Get familiar with it, the future looks bright

Real City lyrics - Wyclef Jean (feat. Imposs)

[Intro:]

Your next brother coming up, man

This is my homie, we go way back

You know, I call him like you know Wyclef's a little brother besides of their concern

And first time I heard of this dude, man

I thought he wanted my job, man

You know what I mean?

Shit out of Montreal, man

I'm glad to see other Haitians coming up.

This kid rhyme, he sings, he produce

Well my man 13, he go by the name of Imposs

He's really my lil brother right here!

Get into it, man! This one called "Real City"!

Montreal is real, you know what I mean?

Believe that!

Let's get into it, Imposs

By now you should know that we're Haitians!

Migrate from Haiti, end up in Brooklyn, Canada, Miami,

Atlanta, Boston, now we're all over the world!

[Bridge 1:]

How y'all doing? Talk classy

Comment ça va ce soir?

Yalready know who pon it

Tu sais déjà who we are

Yeah my lingo, trilingual, we kindle, raise the bar

Try to keep up with the bars, cause we're about to go hard!

[Hook:]

About to go amazing

About to go amazing

Everywhere we go, man they're rocking with the Haitian

We're about to go amazing, about to go amazing

Everywhere we go, man they're rocking with the Haitian!

[Verse 1:]

Uh, eat 'em up, spit them out

They're all part of my food chain

Gotham, Bruce Wayne, running shit, man I'm Hussein

Move back, niggas you're saying

Don't get killed on that power trip

Niggas change and go Hollywood

And disappear like magic, Dwight Howard shit

Oh you thought we was ballin hah?

We're still up in them warm up suits

Getting texts to your girl

Sayin I think of you, horse's shoe

Horse power on a brand new car

Got them horses on the polo drawers

You would think that we're on the ran

So advanced, you know the protocol.

[Bridge 2:]

I was sent by the preacher's son

I want you all screaming, "he's the one!"

Baby girl, I spent the day with him

We're snapping pics like we yayin cam

Mind right cause my heart left

We're rolling like a car theft

We want world peace like artists,

But not to kill the mother fuckers of a heart test.

[Hook:]

About to go amazing

About to go amazing

Everywhere we go, man they're rocking with the Haitian

We're about to go amazing, about to go amazing

Everywhere we go, man they're rocking with the Haitian!

[Verse 2:]

"I paged you", says the boss who considers himself powerful

"But you didn't buy me", says the man

"You're just a coward dude!"

I'm on the dollar bill, I live where the owls go

Only when family is threatened, that's when I will pull

I got nothing to lose, that's a damn lie!

I see you people cry when your man's die, men's die!

And you ain't got no backup, you a stand by

And that ain't your shooter, that's your man's gun

And you ain't real, you're acting ya'll

You only shoot when the director says to go, go

And next to blow, that's my little bro

Imposs from a land where's extra cold!

Montreal, it get hot, everybody wanna be a zone desperado

I see Ralo big and hollow

In the belly of the beast, you can swallow.

[Bridge:]

How y'all doing? Talk classy

Comment ça va ce soir?

Yalready know who pon it

Tu sais déjà who we are

Yeah my lingo, trilingual, we kindle, raise the bar

Try to keep up with the bars, cause we're about to go hard!

[Hook:]

About to go amazing

About to go amazing

Everywhere we go, man they're rocking with the Haitian

We're about to go amazing, about to go amazing

Everywhere we go, man they're rocking with the Haitian!

[Verse 3:]

Yeah, ice-cream color chains, Ben and Jerry

Legendary like Clef and Jerry

Me and 13, that new Snoop and Dre

That Pete Rock and C yea, that new Drake and 40.

From drinking 40's, to sippin spades at the 40-40

Yeah, I'm getting it now

Imagine what I'll be getting at 40

Life's a bitch, and she talking about you can't afford me

Prove her wrong, make her dance, and then go get your glory!

Make her strip on that pole, Babel tower

Then you'll get the naked truth at the final hour.

Building for the future, living like there's no tomorrow

Closed session, got enough bottles to drown your sorrows.

Fly above the forecast, Jacobs trickin that top glass

A couple girls getting orgasms

Cause I mastered the art craft.

Actors sits like the car crashed

We're too much for you dummies, now!

If you want the beef with 13? Ask my brother Semi it's a hundred times.

[Bridge:]

How y'all doing? Talk classy

Comment ça va ce soir?

Yalready know who pon it

Tu sais déjà who we are

Yeah my lingo, trilingual, we kindle, raise the bar

Try to keep up with the bars, cause we're about to go hard!

[Hook:]

About to go amazing

About to go amazing

Everywhere we go, man they're rocking with the Haitian

We're about to go amazing, about to go amazing

Everywhere we go, man they're rocking with the Haitian!

[Outro:]

Man, about to go amazing man

Where we go they rockin with them Haitians man

You know what I mean?

Ya'll know what it is man, I rep Haiti man

24-4, yalready know

Ya'll seen my flag at the Grammys before it was popular

I don't need to talk

Everyboby already know bout it, ya already know

Yo this ya boy Wyclef Jean

Lot of people like, yo why you talkin that country accent?

'Cus I got a lot of my family that went over to the south

So when I went down there, you know?

They installed the accent