Wyclef Jean - Albums

[Moderator]

The Carnival, 1997

1. Intro

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Lyrics to Intro :
[Guitar...]

I tell yas
this is my last album Carnival
Gone Till November

[Guitar...]

A Lot Of Things Changed Man
The Whole World's In Panic Mode [little Girl Crying]
Come On Chill Out Angie
Let Daddy finish Writin'

[Guitar...] [Pencil Writing]

2. Apocalypse

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Lyrics to Apocalypse :
[Intro:]

Yeah, I was looking out my window
when I heard this sound
look up into the sky
saw the moon turned to blood
looked at my little brother
said, "you high as hell maaan"

[Chorus:]

Apocalypse..
1,2 the headlines youths just rolled through
Apocalypse..
3,4 solder, 100 horsemen at your door
Apocalypse..
5,6 you wanted dead or alive, hit or miss
We we y'all, yeah, we we y'all

[Verse One:]

Arrival of the Carnival
New beats, I never recycle
While your looking for samples
You might get trampled
Surprise, hey
I'm back with lightning and thunder
I heard you over saying that I was a one year wonder
You dumb or some, I went to refugees
Silly felony, when I'm done
Collect royalty from record company's
Clouds getting darker
Suns getting nearer
I'll turn a atheist into a god fearing believer
The back of a building
Your body's found by children
Playin' hide go seek
All we found was his skeleton
In the back of a car
You spawned with the wrong guard
You know my empire strikes back hard
Listen hard, war
This is the day after action
Projects, cannons
Being launched at the palace
Vision, revelation
Sky know apocalypse
Enemy pilots kamikaze into the abyss

[Chorus:]

Apocalypse..
1,2 the headlines youths just rolled through
Apocalypse..
3,4 solder, 100 horsemen at your door
Apocalypse..
5,6 you wanted dead or alive, hit or miss
We we y'all, yeah, we we y'all, yeah, we we y'all

[Verse Two:]

Aiyyo, Back on earth
The party is in the tunnel
On the west side of the river
Went mad quiver
Rats get fed to the alligator
Gun blast equivalent to the bombs in pearl harbor
Rescue choppers broke the turn to hiroshima
I'm driving to jersey to escape the terror
I was on the highway pushing a black viper
A car pulls up, is he a jack or a sniper (sniper)
A blue range rover, he says pull over
I didn't know he was a DT undercover
I screamed out my lungs
This is discrimination!
He tried, he said you just robbed a gas station
Who me? not me! it couldn't be
I was in the Grammys with Brandy
Didn't you see me on tv?
Bullshit, y'all all in the same game
He tried to run me off the road
Like he was Roscoe P. Coltrane
I stayed calm, gave him a hell of a show
Cause when its time to go
All i gotta press is turbo
Heard it on his walkie, road block on 280 west
Things got serious, that's when i bust a left
U-Turn, my eyes burned
My concern was a truck coming
Head on collision within a chase position
Close one, i almost went up in a blaze
Running from what appears to be a masquerade
Least that what i thought, it was all in my mind
Reality stuck when i got to the borderline
The headline reads every ghettos sad story
A rookie shoots a boy over mistaken identity...
(crash)

[Chorus repeat (2X)]

3. Guantanamera

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Lyrics to Guantanamera :
(feat. Lauryn Hill)

Hola! Soy Celia Cruz
(Hi! I am Celia Cruz)
Y estoy aqui con Wyclef, celebrando Carnival; Azucar!!)
(And I'm here with Wyclef celebrating Carnival; Azucar!!)
[singing] Guantanamera
[Wyclef] We out here in Miami just shining
[singing] Guajila, Guantanamera
[Wyclef] Worldwide
[singing] Guan-tana-mera
[Wyclef] Bout to bring it to you in stereo
[singing] Guajila voy, de na meda
Yo soy un hombre sincero
[Wyclef] That was then, this is now
Welcome to the Carnival, the arrival... c'mon!
[singing] De donde crecen las palmas

[Wyclef Jean]
Spanish Harlem!
Oahh-eee-ohh!
Boogie Down Bronx!
Oahh-eee-ohh!
Manhattan!
Oahh-eee-ohh!
Back to Staten!
Oahh-eee-ohh!

[Wyclef sings, then raps]
Guantanamera
Hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a, Cuban cigar
Guajila, Guantanamera
Hey, yo, I think she's eyeing me from afar
Guan-tana-mera...
Guajila Guan-tana-mera...

[Verse One: Wyclef Jean]

Yo, I wrote this in Haiti, overlooking Cuba
I asked her what's her name, she said, 'Guantanamera'
Remind me of an old latin song, my uncle used to play
On his old forty-five when he used to be alive
She went from a young girl, to a grown woman
Like a Virgin, so she sex with no average mahn
Peep the figure, move like a caterpillar
Fly like a butterfly, let your soul feel her glide
Pac Woman better yet Space Invader
If your name was Chun-Li, we'd be playin Street Fighter
Penny for your thoughts, a nickel for your kiss
A dime if you tell me that you love me

[Chorus:]

Guantanamera
Hey yo, I'm standin at the bar with a, Cuban cigar
Guajila, Guantanamera
Yo, I think she's eyeing me from afar
Guan-tana-mera...
Guajila Guan-tana-mera...

[singing in Spanish, with Wyclef responses]
Soy una mujer, sincera
(I am a sincere woman)
Do you speak English?
De donde crecen las palmas
(From where the palm tree grows)
Can I buy you a drink?
Soy una mujer, sincera
(I am a sincere woman)
Uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh
De donde creeeeeeecen las palmas
(From where the palm tree grows)
You killin me
Y antes de morir, yo quiero
(And before I die, I want to)
..
cantar mis versos del alma
(sing the verses in my heart)
Te quiero mama, te quiero!!

Guantanamera
Aiyyo I'm standing at the bar with a, Cuban cigar
Guajila, Guantanamera
Hey yo John Forte, she's eyeing me from far
Guan-tana-mera...
Guajila Guan-tana-mera

[Verse Two: Lauryn Hill]

Yo, she was a rose in Spanish Harlem, mamacita beg your pardon
Make stakes at a faster rate then she fornicates
Pure traits of genius, Goddess of Black Venus
Crab niggaz angry cause they can't get between us
to no sele-xion, smooth complex-ion
The lexicon of Lexington, parents came from Cuba
Part Mexican, pure sweet, dimes fell to her feet
She like Movado, and shook her hips like Delgado
And broke niggaz down from the Grounds to Apollo
and then some, she took her act sent it to dim sum
And waited patiently while the businessmen come
Call late on purpose, got even politicians nervous
And made plans to infiltrate the street secret service
This gentle flower, fertility was her power
Sweet persona, Venus Flytrap primadonna
Que sera que sera she turned dinero to dinera

[Wyclef responds to singing again]
Guantanamera
Hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a, Cuban cigar
Guajila Guantanamera
Hey yo... I think she's eyein me from afar
Guan-tana-mera...
Guajila Guan-tana-mera...

4. Pablo Diablo (Interlude)

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Lyrics to Pablo Diablo (Interlude) :
[Lawyer:] Your honor, I would like to call my first witness
to the stand. All the way from East L.A., your honor,
Pablo Diablo.
[Pablo:] Hey! Guantana mira. Hey, my lovin' is for everyone, man.
Do you know it reminds me of the summertime in the
bungalows of Spain, all night in the park.
Eh, you would hear your music. It would be on the eighth
floor, but the pongos they reach up there, man!
We used to keep the whole neighborhood up.
[Singing] Guantanamara!
[Lawyer:] Thank you, Pablo, for nothing. Jesus Christ,
what a moron. No further questions, your honor

5. Bubblegoose

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Lyrics to Bubblegoose :
[Intro: (1st half sung, 2nd half spoken)]

When I was young, Mama played a guitar
A microphone and she said I'd go far
She said, "Just keep all the lyrics hardcore"
Listen to my talk and get up, I'm on the corner with my...

Hey kids, gather around, it's Wyclef and Melky Sedeck
I got a story to tell, heeeeeeere we go

[Chorus: (sung)]

Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof
One night, he jumped out the car
and caught a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in your bubblegoose

[Verse 1:]

Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, what should I write next?
Oh yeah, and if you don't know, success brings stress
I'm vexed, my phone rings, collect call from Jeff
The operator say, "If you accept, say yes"
"Yes, what's the deal, son?"
"Yo, I got bad news"
Yo, by the tone of his voice, I heard the ill street blues
"The friends will make you, then too can break you
They plan an execution like Fu Man Chu"
"Who?"
"You know the character from channel 5 kung-fu (wahoo)"
"Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm losin' you"
"Hey yo, your cousin Rohann..."
"Uh-huh"
"Who used to sell bang"
"Uh-huh"
"DT's found his hand in the back of Binnigans..."
"What?"
"In a plastic bag with a note attached"
"Saying what?"
"A million and a half or he won't be back"
"So meet me by the Brooklyn Bridge, 12:00 sharp"
"If not, at the funeral, you gotta play the harp"
Yo, why they wanna start and make me play my part?
Don't they know like Sting, I can turn this murder into art?
I jumped into my car, there's gotta be a joke
Traffic's backed up, who's in town, the Pope?
S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I turned and looked left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky Sedeck

[Repeat chorus]

[Verse 2:]

You're shootin' in the opposite position
I'm thiniin', "Should I fire or hold back on ammunition
On your wig transition?"
My mission, like Take 6, is to spread love
But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' black gloves
You up in my face, I see the fear in your eyes
You wanna feel the pain like a grown man gettin' circumcised
Shalom, shalom, pardon my left
But my right hand's on your throat, massaging you to death
You provoke the cycle, call Michael
You're lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, your blood will turn purple
Like the colour, you holler, ballin' for your mother
No-one hears you even though you knock
You used to walk around the block with the daily rock
Things done changed since your spark got hot
Now you got your knot wocked with your very own glock

[Chorus 2:]

Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof
One night, he jumped out the car
and caught a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be witcha girl gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in your goose
He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in your goose

6. Prelude (To All The Girls)

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Lyrics to Prelude (To All The Girls) :
(Instrumental)

7. To All The Girls

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Lyrics to To All The Girls :
[Intro:]

Yo, Wyclef, It's time that I confess (Refugee Camp) to all the girls
(Don't do it, don't do it)
[singing] To all the girls I loved before
[rapping] To all the girls I cheated on before
[singing] To all the girls I loved before

[Verse 1]

To all the girls I cheated on before, I tip my hat like Willie Nelson
You got pressure, take a sip of this Molson
Here's what happened, it wasn't my intentions
To fall into seduction while playing a temptation
I thought I had it figured out, but games don't last
The hourglass ran out, I got sprayed with the tear gas
Big men don't cry, hold my feelings inside
Stress brings me ?, I gotta hold my pride
When I see you with another guy, jealous thoughts of homicide
Call me selfish when I say Abraham has many wives
You say this is the 90's, either it's gonna be me or her
I found myself in a blur
Lookin' into the clouds thinkin' out loud
"I'm in love with two women, who is it gonna be now?"

[Chorus:]

To all the girls I cheated on before, it's a new year
I got a new change of gear, I swear
I can see clear now the clouds disappeared
You forgive but never forget, so the past reappears, uh huh
To all the girls I cheated on before, it's a new year
I got a new change of gear, I swear
I can see clear now the clouds disappeared
You forgive, but you still think that I'm a ho

[Verse 2:]

Second verse is gonna hurt, based on a true life story
I got married at 24 in New Jersey
You know the feelings start nature take it's course
Two years later 'Clef gets a divorce
When I had the cold feet, I shouldn't've walked the altar
With Dionne Warwick, she could predict my future
Went with my feelings even though it wasn't right
Creepin' with my secret lover in the middle of the night
Back home, break of dawn, dinner's at the table
Thin Line Between Love And Hate is on cable
I'm lookin' at myself thinkin' out loud
"I'm in love with two women, who is it gonna be now?"

[Repeat chorus]

[Break: (includes elements from Rapper's Delight)]

Hotel, (I'm not a) motel, Holiday Inn (you don't believe me though)
And if your girl acts up at the carnival, then you take her friend
Hotel, (I'm not a) motel, Holiday Inn (you don't believe me though)
And if your girl acts up at the carnival, then you snatch her friend

[Break it down right here]

[Verse 3:]

One love, you're lucky to have one love
It sounds bugged, drinking wine from the same jug
One heart, one mind, one soul
She ain't a gold digger, she don't care about your bank-roll
Keep your money, she make her own cheddar
All she want from me is respect like Aretha
Cooked me lasagne, stayed in for the winter
Chilled to the summer, now I'm gone 'til November
Have you seen her?
I think I did
But what I did wrong was take a love for granted
Cause first comes trust, don't rush into lust
Easier said than done, I lust and I must
Passion is a must, but then we start to cuss
We was just makin' love, now we tearing up each other's guts
Like species, she called me an animal
So feel the tongue of the warm-blooded mammal

[Repeat chorus]

[Outro:]

I'm not a ho [repeat and dimminuendo at the same time]
(You don't believe me though)
I know you're diggin' this
Is it OK if I play my guitar right about now, is it alright?
(You don't believe me though)
Alright (you don't believe me though), alright
People in the back, is it OK if I play my guitar right about now?
Alright, alright, alright, alright
People on the side, is it OK if I play my guitar right about now?

8. Down Lo Ho

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Lyrics to Down Lo Ho :
(Instrumental)

9. Anything Can Happen

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Lyrics to Anything Can Happen :
[Intro:]

I got the skully to my face (hardcore)
I got the skully to my face (hardcore)
cause anything can happen at the Carnival
(Yo make room, make room, make room, MAKE ROOM, make room)
You can't stop the shining
Yo, don't slip Mike
You don't want to go there is all, trust me
I know your girl wit you, but you don't want to get embarassed
Trust me

[Chorus:]

Yo, when you're rolling to the Carnival, anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen
Making love to your girlfriend, anything can happen
What? Say what, say what, anything can happen
She's sleepin wit your best friend cause anything can happen
Wh-a-at? Say what, say what, anything can happen
You roll down the block, come back with your gat
and POW, cause anything can happen

[Verse One:]

Feel this composition, it's a brand new dub
First thing I did, was went to the pub
Tequila with worm, lemon, salt, and no rocks
Cause when it hits my chest -- it gots to be hot
Uh haha, stop, 'Clef can I rock, yo
Get out the bathroom, let me go again from the top
Feel this composition, I wrote it in the tub
First thing I did, was went to the pub
Tequila with worm, lemon, salt, and no rocks
Cause when it hits my chest -- it gots to be hot
Ahhh, stop, 'Clef can I rock
I'd like to give a shout out to my people on the block
For you Silly Willy playin thug cartoon
My infrared scope got your movements on zoom
Boom new toon, write songs in my room
Sleeping with the bride, even though I ain't the groom
Your husband assume, come back with his goons
Put me in the trunk on your way to your honeymoon
Radio my platoon, Wyclef to Sev'
'I hear them playing Elvis, they on they way to Graceland
But they don't scare me, I'm in the trunk, I ain't sorry
Natural born killer, who slept with the enemy'
Think quick, what should I do, what did double-oh-seven do?
I pulled a bomb from my shoe (hahahahaha)
And exploded the trunk (blaooww) I woke up half drunk
Over looked by a bunch of gypsies wit a bag of skunk

[Chorus:]

You got the skully to your face, star, anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen
Sellin crack in the corner, man, anything can happen
What? Say what, say what anything can happen
I just got laid off, anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen
You don't wanna go there, cause anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen

[Verse Two:]

Aiyyo, anything can happen, you can't stop the shining
You lookin at my watch, but my mind's really the diamond
Nine to the Seven, you better off steppin
When I'm writin with my pen, it turns into a lethal weapon (Ding!)
Take this lesson, to your next session
I suggest, you practice with the freshman
Sophomore, junior, then come check the senior
By then I would have graduated from the school of ruckus
Wyclef and Jerry Wonder, last of the producers
If the royalty ain't right, I put a call to Donny Eina
But always stay humble went from bummy to neat
Cause money break groups up like the Five Heartbeats
Don't get souped cause you, pushin a Coupe
Next year you on foot, runnin from a lawsuit
For example, I know I'm nice, I don't front it
Least anticipated, to the most wanted
Yeah, that's me in the spotlight
With a mic and a guitar, like M.O.P., I like it raw

[Chorus:]

Yo, when you're rollin to the Carnival, anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen
Every man got disciples, anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen
Its all about survival man, anything can happen
Hah, say what, say what, anything can happen
You lookin at me wrong, man, anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen

Will the Knicks win the championship this year?
Say what, say what, anything can happen
Will we find some peace of mind this year?
Say what, say what, anything can happen
You ready for the revolution this year?
Say what, say what, anything can happen
Will you make love with no condom this year?
No no, no no, that will never happen

The record is not over yet
The record is not over yet
The record is not over yet
Where the ladies at? Put yo' hands in the air!

And for the ladies, we won't play you
If you proud, shake what yo mama gave you, hey!
Whether your fat or slim, bubble your ting
Fellas if you need help, use ginseng
And for the ladies, we won't play you
If you fat, shake what yo mama gave you, hey!
Whether your fat or slim, bubble your ting
ReFugee thugs hang at the roller rink

Roller skatin baby
Carnival (Make room, for the Carnival, make room)
And it don't, nine-seven to infinity
Rest in Peace, Rest in Peace
And the record is not over yet, the record is not over yet
It is not, the record [fades out]

10. Gone 'Til November

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Lyrics to Gone 'Til November :
[Intro: (spoken)]

I dedicate this record, "The Carnival" to all you brothers takin' long
trips down south, Virginia, Baltimore, all around the world, and your
girl gets this message that you ain't comin' back. She's sittin' back
in the room, the lights are off, she's cryin', and then my voice comes in
POW!, in the middle of the night, and this is what I told her for you

[Chorus: (sung)]

Every time I make a run, girl, you turn around and cry
I ask myself why, oh why
See, you must understand, I can't work a 9 to 5
So I'll be gone 'til November
Said I'll be gone 'til November, I'll be gone 'til November
Yo, tell my girl, yo, I'll be gone 'til November
I'll be gone 'til November, I'll be gone 'til November
Yo, tell my girl, yo, I'll be gone 'til November
January, February, March, April, May
I see you cryin', but girl, I can't stay
I'll be gone 'til November, I'll be gone 'til November
And give a kiss to my mother

[Verse 1: (sung)]

When I come back, there'll be no need to clock
I'll have enough money to buy out blocks
Tell my brother, "Go to school in September"
So he won't mess up in summer school in the summer
Tell my cousin, Jerry, wear his condom
If you don't wear condom, you'll see a red lump
Woh oh oh oh
You sucker MC's, you got no flow
I heard your style, you're s-o s-o

[Repeat chorus]

[Verse 2: (rap)]

I had to flip nuttin' and turn it into somethin'
Hip-hop turns to the future rock when I smash a punk (BING!)
Commit treason, then I'll have a reason to hunt you down
It's only right, it's rappin' season
Yeah, you with the loud voice, posin' like you're top choice
Your voice, I'll make a hearse out of your Rolls Royce
Besides, I got my girl to remember
And I'll commit it that I'll be back in November

[Repeat chorus]

I know the hustle's hard, but we gotta enterprise, the carnival

11. Words Of Wisdom (Interlude)

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Lyrics to Words Of Wisdom (Interlude) :
[Wyclef:]
Hello, boys and girls.
Welcome, to Wyclef Words of Wisdom.
Have you ever been sitting in your
house at two o'clock in the morning
and you get a mysterious phone
call from a girl that you don't know?
(A female begins talking sexy)
Now, hold on, think with your mind
and not with your pistol.
Cause if you invite her over
this is what might happen:

Rape! Rape!
Rape! Rape!
Rape! Rape!
(What the... Yo, yo, yo...shit!)
Rape! Rape!
Rape! Rape!
Rape! Rape!

[Cop:] Freeze! Put your hands in the air!
[Wyclef:] Officer, you don't understand.
She called me. I was sleeping.
I was minding my business.
[Cop:] I don't give a flying f**k
about two bits about a piss.
You're fuckin' guilty.
(Yes, yes)
[Wyclef:] Nobody's protected

12. Year Of The Dragon

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Lyrics to Year Of The Dragon :
(feat. Lauryn Hill)

[Intro:]
[sirens] Yo yes yes yo. Lock your door. Die die die [x6]

[Wyclef:]
I remember comin' from Hati growin' up in Brooklyn
One Flat Bush got my first sneakers tooken
Learn the game quick so I got my first device
Mom move to Jersey so we could get a better life
But little did she know a ghetto is a ghetto
Good time found myself like Jimmy Walker sayin' "Cello"

[Lauryn:]
Yellow cheese bus gettin' beatings if I cuss
Lay away another day in stripped Lees and letegrays
But the lyrical bomber momma tried to stop
Paranoid cause this boy around my neighborhood got shot
Name plate hair straight metal braces on my teeth
Fat laces on my feet when crack first hits the streets

[Wyclef:]
I use to push up on a girl Salt 'N' Peppa Push It Push It
D's in school cause the music was my focus
Jokes in class but when I learned I didn't pass
I knew it was it was I disagree with my mothers leather lash
Belt buckle said Nelly Nel similar to Melle Mel
Hits the third rail Beat Street made Gazzels sells

[Lauryn:]
As the tale gets poetic watch the streets turn magnetic
To wind up all these rapists alleged
Hang out in hooky places watch streets corners turn to oasis
Young men aspire to be Scarfaces

[Hook:]
In the year of the dragon lots of men disappear
Quiet as it's kept they won't be around next year

[Wyclef talking:]
Yo yo watch out for the black van. Yo yo (last days last days) planes
exploding yo close your door yo nobody's safe. Halloween. October 31. Yo
close your
door yo kids are disappearing. Yo

[Wyclef:]
Late at night the light was bright on the ave
I went to pick up cash from my cousin little Kev
He told me Joe had a dream in jail he got steamed
His wife became a fiend fuckin' little Raheim
Damn, drugs will make you do terrible things
He told me when he get out he's murdering by any means
The day came I saw him on the train
He pulled his gun and aimed and started firing like the son of Kane
I saw civilians runnin' for their life
Like the devil on judgement night running from Christ
Ice and Armarretto please as I fell to my knees
Being shot by Ferguson the vigilante

[Hook]

[Wyclef talking:]
So CNN know what I'm sayin? Ferguson is at court and he's his own lawyer
you know mean what's goin' on. Talk to me. These are definitely the last days.
Jewish calendar has already arrived the year 2000. Watch ya back watch ya
back watch ya back DIE DIE DIE DIE

[Lauryn:]
Clef it kind of remind me of this chick I once knew
Use to be a dime now she's strung out in Bellevue
See the serpent played tricks run game like the Knicks
Build you up just to lose the championship.
I seen her reminisce over Wu-Tang could It Be that Simple
She lost her Prince cause there were Thieves In the Temple
Tragic depression made her lose all her teeth
Lost and turned out gave her body to the streets
Sweet Mary don't you weep
Still water runs deep
So be careful of the company you keep

[Hook]

[Wyclef talking:]
Yo I'm frustrated you kno what I'mean? Use to work at McDonalds just got
fired.
If I get in I'm sprayin' everybody the boss the manager yo these are
definitely the last days. Yo here he comes with his gun yo duck duck. Black
Panther yo nobody's protected. Yo 6-6-6 watch your back don't get caught in
the rapture yo AIDS, Moses the plaque watch your back. Pharoah let my people
go.
Yo watch your back. Last days. Last days. Nobody's protected. Yo my little
sister is Rosey Sharen. Yo yo nobody's protected. Not even Rosey Sharen.
Nobody's protected. Yo you come try to get my sister I'm a get you first.
I'm a be driving a hearse. Cause nobody's protected

13. Sang Fezi

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Lyrics to Sang Fezi :
(feat. Lauryn Hill)

[Chorus]

Ki ayisien kap di'm map mache New-York san fezi
(Which haitian says i walk in New-York without a gun)
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
(I tell you man y'all lying)
Le bum yo ginbe ou yo devore ou se le ou mouri police vini
(When the bum catches you they eat you up it's when you die the police comes)
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
(I tell you man y'all lying)

Penden'm kanpe sou flatbush mwen woue on police ap vini
(While standing on flatbush i saw the a cop comin')
Li di mwen map vann drog
(He said i'm selling drug)
mwen di mon che ou menti
(I told man you're lying)
Li vin pou'l vin cheke'm mwen di mwen pa gen anyen
(He came to check me out i told him i had nothing)
Se nan yon ti bal mwen tapwal la pou' cheke on ti zen
(I was going to a party to check the 411)
Big up big up phantom mwen renmen tabou combo
(Big up big up phantom (haitian band) i like tabou combo (another band)
Se sak fe depwim nan bal la mwen mande kote moun yo
(That's if i'm in the bal i ask where's the poeple)
Timtim bwa sek mwen couri lem ouvri pot
(Timtim bwa sek (creole salute) i ran to open the door)
Nan yon cimitie pase mwen woue on tet san kok
(In a cemetery cause i saw i head without a rooster)
A b c d f g si`ou vle batay se danje
(A b c d f g) if you wanna fight it's danger
Mem si ou kon jwe foutbol denie gol lan se pou pele
(Even if could play soccer the last goal if for pele (brazilian soccer player)
Pa joure manmam, manmam se kreol
(Don't diss my mom, my mom is creole)
Fesi'm se bousol
(My gun guides me)
Kompa'm se lakol
(My direction sticks)
Original ayisieeennnn kwa de boukeeee
(Original haitian Croix-des-Bouquets (Wyclef's town)
Gen neg ki pense brooklyn'm fet ayiti'm fet kwa de bouke kwa de bouke
(Some niggers thinks i was born in brooklyn, i was in Haiti in Croix-des-Bouquets)

Tande
(Listen)

[Chorus]

Prezidan mwen pa vle prezidan ou
(President, i don't wanna be your president)
Wase mikrofon nan mwen se gouveman ou
(Give me the microphone i become your goverment)
Bon nom'm se Wyclef yo rele'm fanfan
(My real name's wyclef they call me fanfan)
Mwen gen on ti se yo rele roz salon
(I have a little sister that is called roz salon)
Mwen yon cheval ki vole chak swa
(I got a horse who flys every night)
Mwen gen cheve pwav mwen pa vle cheve soi
(I got a nappy head i don't have silky hair)
Bad boy ayisien ki soti en ayiti
(Haitian bad boy straight from Haiti)
Depui mwen gen pwoblem mwen rale ouzi
(If got a problem i pull a uzi)
Le mal lekol ameriken te kon joure'm
(When i went to school american's used to diss me)
Yo relem neg nwe yo relem ti refijie
(They called black black person they called a little refugee)
Jan yo pale mwen woue yo pa civilise
(The way they talked i saw they where not civilised)
Jan yo pale mwen woue yo pa kon bon djie
(The way they talked i saw they didn't know god)
45 bo kotem plis mwen gen de pie kole
(45 by my side plus i got bot feet together)
si on neg teste'm mape pete de gren zie'l
(If a black person test me i'm gonna stab his eyes)
Orijinal ayitien ki soti jerizalem
(Original haitian straight from jerusalem)
Si on neg teste'm ane sa a ou pap oue nwel
(If a black person tests me you wont see christmas this year)

[Chorus]

Tande
(Listen)

[man's voice]
Kote moun yo mwen pa woue moun yo
(Where's the poeple i don't see the poeple)

[Lauryn]
Then you should know
That one day we are gone
So keep your head to the sky
See the path we refuse is the path we should choose
They wont take the world when you die

Ayitien tiree
(Haitian fire)

Leve le men leve le men chante chante
(Hands up hands up sing sing)

Yon bagay yo di'm fi petyon vil pa vle neg ki gen cheve pwav mwen gen cheve pwav
(They told me something girls from Petion-Ville don't want nigga's
with nappy heads well i've got a nappy head)

14. Fresh (Interlude)

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Lyrics to Fresh Interlude :
Yo yo, this Wyclef, alongside DJ Skribble (for the ladies)
Yo Skribble I have one question
Could you please answer this for me?
I gotta know this yo

What makes a DJ [cut and scratched] "fresh"
What makes an MC [cut and scratch] "fresh"
What makes the ReFugees [scratch] "fresh"
Why are kids getting jealous?

Cause we F, R, E, S, H
Fresh, fresh, fresh, that's, fresh!
F, R, E, S, H
Fresh, fresh, fresh, that's, fresh!

Hey you, player, with the dibble and the dabble
You wanna battle who? Wyclef or DJ Skribble
Hold the stickup it's a freestyle session
Skribble where you from man [scratched] "Long Island"
Well I'm from Haiti, then Brooklyn, then Jersey
with a universal tag, plus I got [scratched] "money in the bag"
You slept on this musician, plus the hip-hop art
Bring your best MC's [scratched] "What?"
Cause every man got disciples if you ever want a rival
Show up, with a mic, and a rifle
Wyclef stuck the bank at mid-day
and took all of Sony money, in a black van he got away
I just got a call from Tommy Mottola
He said forget about it "oh my word"
So I held John Agrassia, at gunpoint
He's shook, callin Donny Aiena, while smokin a joint
I said, 'Who's the informer?' They say, 'Michael Malden'
I had to take him out "Three the hard way!"
The moral of this story don't blame the record company
If your record ain't selling you lack creativity

But what you want me to say? What what you want me to say huh?
Yo I've been trying to get a deal for, years and it ain't
What you want me to say?

[cut and scratched] "hehehehehehe"
[cut and scratched] "ju-ju-just shut up"
[cut and scratched] "Bite it!"
[mix the above three]
"And I'll kill anyone, who dares to go against me!"

15. Mona Lisa

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Lyrics to Mona Lisa :
(feat. Neville Brothers)

[Introduction]
Yo Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday and if your busy, I
wouldn't mind taking Saturday.

[Wyclef Talking]
Right about now, if you are in your jeep. Please turn up your radio.
If you don't have a Jeep, and you have a little hooptie I still want
you to crank up your volume.
We want all the ladies to sit back, relax, let your hair out.
Wyclef presents the Neville Brothers in the house tonight.

[Neville's Singing]
I know a girl, she ruled my world.
Whatever I need, she supplied.
Living in paradise.
She ruled my heart, till death do we part.
(Her love was like esctasy)

[Chorus]
Atleast thats how I thought it would be.
(So Neville brothers what you telling me)
Atleast that how I thought it would be
(One question, what was her name)
Mona Lisa, you called my name.
Laid it apart but I did not respond
And you ask me what I am thinking of
In the morning I'll be gone, no more loving after dawn.
No longer we can share the love that was never there.
When the moon has lost its light.
And the stars no longer bright
And no longer can we share, the love that was never there.
(Ain't no need to cry girl. Its gonna be alright)

Girl don't you cry.
(Girl don't you cry)
Please dry your eyes
All you ever been was faithful in my life.
So I apologize
I hope the future brings us back together.
Atleast that's how I thought it would be.
Atleast that's how I thought it would be.
(Yo, neville brothers. What was her name)

[Repeat Chorus]

[Wyclef speaking]
Right about now if you are in dance, I want you to hold your girl
real tight. We got the neville brothers in the house tonight. Along
side Wyclef, you know how we do it. I want to apologize to you. I
never wrote a love song. This is my first one

16. Street Jeopardy

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Lyrics to Street Jeopardy :
(feat. Jean Forte, R.O.C.)

[Wyclef (speaking):]
Guys, you have to be more gangster, more blood
more gun talk, more people dying, more hardcore
Enough, come on, I'm not feeling it man
More, more, man (I got you)
Alright, come with it [gunshot]

[Man:]
The million dollar question is, the million dollar question is...
S.. s.. street corner...

[Wyclef (singing):]
(this is what he said)

Have you ever heard the sound of a .44, at your door?
(this is what I said)
You got guns (you got guns), I got guns (uh-huh)
Meet me at the corner store
(this is what he said) (what does it all mean?)
After school, wild wild west
Even the teacher got a vest (this is what I said)
You can ask, on the block, ? (what does it all mean?)
Street Jeopardy... (here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
Have you ever played Jeopardy...
(here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)

[Wyclef]
Not me, it could never happen to me
Professor says what you wanna do? Sell drugs or get a degree?
Looked at him and smiled with 32 gold teeth
And said what you make in a year, I make it in a week
Elementary at the time, I don't think of gettin caught
Sellin with degrees, pickups at the seaport (come on)
Once caught, you know the drill, it's military
I can't lie, it gets scary, you screamin' for your mommy (come on)
Truth or dare, beware, the game is never fair
I'm fallin and I can't get up, like a dead hare
You stare like you seen me before
Yup, you put the gat to my gut, stuck me up in the truck
And said, "Don't nothin move but the goods"
Caught an arrow in your back fuckin wit Robin Hood

[John Forte]
This street life'll get you if the hustle don't fit you
Paranoid crews don't choose, nigga stick you
Arms and foldin macks to ya back tryin'a vick you
Belief in my crew wishin' foes never get through
And if so, Shalom, bless my soul, I'm home
I lived my life to the fullest, neighborhoods now known
A stone face is outta place when discussin B.I.
If I have a second thought, you ought not reply
I fought hot and sticky summers when the game started heatin
Competition, mega jail, and the well, who was eatin (oh well)
And every cell in the bang had a tenant
With each of them regrettin they was in it

[Wyclef (singing):]

Have you ever heard the sound of a .44, at your door?
You got guns, I got guns
Meet me at the corner store (what does it all mean?)
After school, wild wild west
Even the teacher got a vest
You can ask, on the block, ?(what does it all mean?)
Street Jeopardy... (here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
(it's a shame in the game when you lose, son, they probably stoned ya today)
Have you ever played Jeopardy...
(here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
(money doubles for your troubles though you lose some
in the end it's all pain)

[R.O.C.]
Yeah, yeah
I got up, sunny day, hood callin my name
Strange, I feel nauseous, memories of a pine cauffin
Seemed to me that I was dreamin
I'd been struck by a crazed fan after the concert, damn
Slugs form and I hurt, hopped up, checked my physical
But the pain was all mental, I slipped into
The shower, hopped out, got dressed, hit the blocks
Swarmed with cops, mad shots, hot shells dropped
You ever heard the sound of a .44 at your door?
Before, many times, I answered back with a milli
Now what? Now give me mine
It ain't no games like B.D.P.
My 9-meter go da-da-da-da-dang-hey hey

[Wyclef (singing):]

Have you ever heard the sound of a .44, at your door?
You got guns, I got guns
Meet me at the corner store (what does it all mean?)
After school, wild wild west
Even the teacher got a vest
You can ask, on the block, ? (what does it all mean?)
Street Jeopardy... (here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
(it's a shame in the game when you lose, son, they probably stoned ya today)
Have you ever played Jeopardy...
(here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
(money doubles for your troubles though you lose some
in the end it's all pain)

17. Killer M.C. (Interlude)

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Lyrics to Killer M.C. (Interlude) :
[Wyclef:]
Hello, boys and girls.
Welcome to Wyclef Words of Wisdom.
I am here with an m.c. that
everyone is scared of.
He has killed over a million
people on record and he's still
not locked up.
Am, what is your name sir?

[Killer M.C.:] Nuhmsayin? Am...
[Wyclef:] Yeah. Basically, if you have
killed so many people why ain't
you locked up?
[Killer M.C.:] I'm sayin' though like,
nuhmsayin?
[Wyclef:] Yeah, exactly my point.
Don't believe the hype

18. Tryin' To Stay Alive

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Lyrics to Tryin' To Stay Alive :
(feat. John Forte)

[Wy-Clef Jean]

We got the Refugees All-Stars rubba dubbin' in the club
Wyclef Jean, John Forte, Prizewell.
Nah mean the streets are gettin a little crazy..
Looka looka looka looka looka
looka looka looka here looka shorty got back
should I ask her for a dance hold on theres too many in a wolf pack
and besides Dirtycash talkin to her
buyin' her fake furs and takin' her to the fever
quite as his kept that ain't even his Benz
she spends his franklins at the malls with her friends
material girl, livin' in a material world
but it's alright cause its Saturday night
so mista funkmaster pump the Bee-Gees
and all you college students bring your ouijas'
check the spellin, R E--F U G E--E get the cd from Sam Goody he he
You ain't even close wit the rhymes that you wrote
Don't be mad cause you broke
let me clear my throat ah huh ah huh
John Forte grab the mic roots sway it this way

[John Forte]

I more than just a rhymer you still a small timer
hopin that the game treat that ass a little kinda
every step tango'd
your beat dont concern me
I'm eatin mangos in Trinadad wit attorneys (oh yea)
my crews slang flow worldwide like a current
wit da every spot where nobody get insurance
brotha do the math you aint half near exotic
my man's claim true - you - forget about it
pope hoe just a new stance like my influence
well recognize you a lie tryin do it
got juice told your lady oops
we nuts baby
smooth and charizmatic automatic
you gonna save me
godbless the day that my sons survive
we strive to teach the youth baby and stay alive

[Wy-Clef]
Refugee camp
nuts baby
John Forte
Yo watch your lady

[Prizewell (Dirtycash)]
yo watch your lady
eh ah
special ill rhyme dirtycash

[Wy-Clef]
yo if you got more than
dollar in your pocket right now put your hands up

[Prizewell (Dirtycash)]
yo yo
you can tell by the way I roll shorty that I'm a ladies man
a business man
condos down the shore
multi million pension plans
but it aint in my plan to make move without the fam
I keep it intact
you Clef do the track
John play da mack while I pay the tax
business as usuall
watchin suspects
steal my assetts
get cut with gillettes
we built this concept
connect like nynex
drinks at the bar
my american express

[Wy-Clef]
yo I cook up cook up
the cop a pull up pull up
then I cuff up cuff up
you whos callin bluff
now you shook up shook up
cause you lock up lock up
when I love up love up
you who's callin bluff

[Wy-Clef]
hey yo John is chillin
Dirtycash chillin
what more can I say we livin
thats what we got we got it good
and since you understood
we be.......

[Prizewell (Dirtycash)]
yeah
live at the carnival
97 till infinite
ha
Refugee All-Stars
cant stop the shining, cant stop the shining [2x]
you wanna stop the shining, you wanna stop the shining [2x]
cant stop the shining, cant stop the shining

19. Gunpowder

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Lyrics to Gunpowder :
I asked my mother why do you cry
she said your brother had... he just died
Well I told him not to go outside
he said he had to fight for his country's right
But don't you know that mo-mother
don't you know that we can't stop the violence, no
Because the war is not over
until you can feel love, peace, and hear silence
But I smell gunpowder (pow)
my brother's been dead ever since
I didn't beleive it, but when I saw him I was convinced
Two shots to the head he was already dead Lord,
I headed for revenge in the city of Port Au Prince
Screaming bro-brother
don't you know that we can't stop the violence, no
Because the war is not over
until you can feel love, peace, and hear silence
But I smell gunpowder (Pow)
Zion's gunpowder (pow)
L.A.'s gunpowder (pow)
I wanna know why
Christians pray for a new day
we don't need no, we don't need no, we don't need no
But its still the same way
I wanna know why
ghetto people pray for a new day
hey, hey, heeey
and its still the same way
But the preacher man told me
good things come to those who wait
do good things come to those who wait?
I wanna know tell me
good things come to those who wait
do good things come to those who wait?
we wanna know, we wanna know, we wanna know [pause]
Pe-people
don't you know that we can't stop the violence, no
because the war is not over
until you can feel love, peace, and hear the silence
but I smell gunpowder (gunpowder)
Brooklyn's gunpowder (gunpowder)
Shaolin's gunpowder (gunpowder)
Uptown's gunpowder (gunpowder)
Jersey's gunpowder (gunpowder)
even New Zealand's gunpowder (gunpowder)
Australia's gunpowder (gunpowder)
Brixton's gunpowder (gunpowder)
even New Haven's gunpowder

20. Closing Arguments (Skit)

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Lyrics to Closing Arguments (Skit) :
In closing, ladies and gentlemen of the jury
I'm not gonna sit here and bore you with a long, drawn out story
or excuse, of why I think Wyclef is guilty
I'm gonna stand by the exhibits as well as the tapes
And songs such as Jeapordy, Til Novemeber, All the Girls,
and Bubblegoose, which stand side by side with my allegations
I rest my case

OK, uhh, ladiessss, and gentle-men, of the juwy
As you can see nuttin has been proven here today
DEEZ witnesses dey brought ere don't not have evidence
to incriminate my client eh?
If he's not guilty he's innocent
If he's not detrimental to the society therefore he positive!
As I say before, dis case is pure bishop

Your honor see, this, this is exactly what I'm talkin about
I mean I've been meaning to ask this the whole time
Who the hell is Bishop?
Eh?
And and why the hell hasn't he been brought on the stand?
Bishop, bishop, not true, false, bishop
Ohh, bullshit!
Oui

21. Enter The Carnival (Interlude)

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Lyrics to Enter The Carnival (Interlude) :
[Tropical music playing in background]

Yo yo I wanna give a shoutout to the world this is Wyclef
Cold chillin out here with my pina colada yeah baby
I'm in the islands, cold relaxin
Right about now The Carnival's gon change phases
If you got your ticket, man, you're allowed to come with me
Yo, for right now I'm gon chill at the beach
Check out the pretty girls layin back, you know how we do playa yo
I'm out here in the sun baby it's all good!

22. Jaspora

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Lyrics to Jaspora :
Men sa le monde antye tap tann
Wyclef ki sot nan Fugee.

Jeremi! Ayiti! Potoprins! Flatbush!
Sou'w fy¨¨ desko'w se ayisyen mache

Dyaspora n'pa respekte dyaspora (4 fwa)

Depwi mwen piti mwen te kite Ayiti
Gen sa ki al Brooklyn gen sa ki al Miami
Poukisa Jamariken toujou di se Jamariken?
Men ayisyen p¨¨ di li se ayisyen
Poukisa ou p¨¨ di non'w se Samy¨¨l?
Poukisa ou p¨¦ di'w ave'k Izray¨¨l?
Poukisa chak swa wap domi ak Jezab¨¨l?
Ou p¨¨ di fanm ayisyen ke yo b¨¨l?
Pa'm nan b¨¨l

Mwen respekte non'w tankou mwen
respekte zanj Gabriy¨¨l
Men n¨¨g dyaspora vle Mennen nou nan ot¨¨l
Tonben pale angl¨¨ vire "playboy channel"
Yo pa respekte Izray¨¨l

Dyaspora n'pa respekte dyaspora

Si se dyaspora li ye mape voye' l bay reken

Dyaspora n'pa respekte dyaspora

Si se dyaspora li ye asw¨¨ a nap dezame'l

Dyaspora ha ha o le men
Mape pran li jete'l nan prizon
Map f¨¨'l konnen kiy¨¨s ki Tousen
Map f¨¨'l konnen kiy¨¨s ki Desalin
Apr¨¨ sa nou m¨¨t lage'l voye'l back Brooklyn
Pou la'l jwenn manman'n kap fe manje nan kwizin
Mannan'n gade li di gason ou chanje
Li di mwen chanje paske se ayisyen mwen ye
Yo te ban mwen yon leson, yo te mete'm nan prison
Mwen w¨¨ dyaspora fi, dyaspora gason
Gen sa ki pap tounen yape domi a pwason
Yo pedi konesans kankou yo f¨¨t san relijyon
Dyaspora n'pa respekte dyaspora
Si se dyaspora ou ye mape voye'w bay reken
Dyaspora n'pa respekte dyaspora
Si se dyaspora ou ye asw¨¨ a nap dezame'w

N¨¨g Potoprins pa respekte dyspora Ank¨°
N¨¨g Flatbush pa respekte dyspora
N¨¨g Canada pa respekte dyspora
N¨¨g Miami pa respekte dyaspora

Depwi mwen piti mwen te kite ayiti
Gen sa ki al Brooklyn gen sa ki al Miami
Poukisa jamariken toujou di se jamariken?
Men ayisyen p¨¨ di li se ayisyen
Poukisa ou p¨¨ di non'w se Samy¨¨l?
Poukisa ou p¨¨ di'w ave'k Isray¨¨l?
Poukisa chak swa wap domi ak Jezab¨¨l?
Ou p¨¨ di fanm ayisyen ke yo b¨¨l?
Pa'm nan b¨¨l

Mwen respekete nou tankou mwen
respekte zanj gabriy¨¨l
Men n¨¨g dyaspora vle Mennen noun nan ot¨¨l
Tonben pale angle vire "playboy channel"
Yo pa respekte Izray¨¨l

Dyaspora n'pa respekte dyaspora

Si se dyaspora ou ye mape voyo'w bay reken

Dyaspora n'pa respekte dyaspora

Si se dyaspora ou ye asw¨¨ a nap dezame'w
Pa Kayos pa respekte dyaspora
Papa Djoume pa respekte dyaspora
Refugees pa respekte dyaspora
N¨¨g Florida pa respekte dyaspora
Malfini bagay yo pral fini mal,
sou'w derespekte natif natal
Malfini bagay yo pral fini mal
Derespekte ayisyen ou pral kout fistibal
Dyaspora n'pa respekte dyaspora
Si se dyaspora ou ye mape voyo'w bay reken
Dyaspora n'pa respekte dyaspora
Si se dyaspora ou ye asw¨¨ a nap dezame'w

23. Yele

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Lyrics to Yele :
[Tropical music playing in background]

[Wyclef (echo):]
Yo, yo, I wanna give a shout-out
to the world.
This is Wyclef, cold-chillin'
out here with my pina-colada.
Yeah, baby.
I'm in the islands, cold relaxin'.
Right about now the carnival's
gonna change phases.
If you got your ticket, man,
you're allowed to come with me.
Yo, for right now I'm gonna
chill in the beach,
check out the pretty girls
layin' back.
You know how we do, playa yo.
I'm out here in the sun, baby,
it's all good!

Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays en li va coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Si nou pas cheche bon djie, encore !
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou libral coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Izrael cheche bon djie, tande !

Dix milles cercueils, gade toutes c'est ti-mounes.
Pe ap crie, mais yo pap resucite.
Manman rele, mais cadav, pas ka tande !
Zinglin dou passe, mwen tande (Blo ! Blo ! Blo! Blo !)

[Lord:]

Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou li val coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Haitiens ! cheche bon djie, encore!
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou libral coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Izrael cheche bon djie.

Mwen con yon Haitien.
Qui tap vend Marijuana.
Police te quinbel,
Li dit c'est poutet manman te gin cance ( li pas gin l'agent!)
Counya li nan prison, (pou combien temps?)
Lap palem de revolution (sans solutions!)
Mais police yo te passe,
Mwen te tande ( Blo! Blo! Blo! Blo! )

[Lord:]

Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou lipral coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Mysie! Suspend tire! Encore:
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou libral coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Haitiens cheche bon djie.

Depuis mwen petit mwen te con lit Genese,
Mwen boxe avec Satan quand coum boxe ak Djialese.
Mais gin de le! L'esprit mwen faible.
Mwen dit pouki ca politiciens yo fumin zebes?
Tande, map attake nom ou quand cou yon dette, pouki ca?
Pace ou pas con fait bons ?uvres.
Mwen con yon politicien yo rele maleb,
Male avec ou si ou teste caleb.
Loup-garou yo va mange ou cancou yo mange de leb.
Rigoise nan bouda ou cancou cheval kap prend fret.
Tande, mem nan l'eglise ou prend fret, pouki ca?
Politiciens pas vle tande prete:

Yele, yele, yele:
Crie, crie, crie:
Peuple la yappe mande
Qui l'heu, ca bral change !

Yele, yele, yele:
Crie, crie, crie:
Peuple la yappe mande,
Qui l'heu ca bral change!

Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou lipral coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Si nou pas cheche bon djie, encore:
Si ou gin zorey, tande,
Si ou gin bouche, pale.
Si e pas ca, pays nou libral coule.
Quand qu'ou yon bateau qui plein refijies,
Izrael, cheche bon djie. Encore:

Yele, yele, yele:
Crie, crie, crie:
Peuple la yappe mande,
Qui l'heu ca bral change!

24. Carnival

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Lyrics to Carnival :
(Instrumental)

The Ecleftic: II Sides To A Book, 2000

1. Columbia Records

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Lyrics to Columbia Records :
(Instrumental)

2. Where Fugees At?

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Lyrics to Where Fugees At? :
[INTRO:]
Uh huh, uh huh
Feels good to be back at the essence where it all started you know
Uh huh, uh huh
What up
Uh huh, uh huh
Turn up my headphones man, uh huh uh huh
I got a few things I wanna tell the people out there
Yo, yo, yo

[HOOK:]
All I hear is Fugee this, Fugee that
Where Fugee At? I need Fugees to spit up on this track
Lauryn if you're listenin, Pras if you're listenin
Gimme a call I'm in the lab in the Booga Basement
Y'all know my style, I'm still *mini, money, mini, mini,
It aint all about the money*

[Verse 1]
When I was hustla, two dogs by my side plus a black pistola
Loud MCs, feel the silencer
Y'all still rhymin, y'all cuckoo, I send cycles to Belvue
This aint a sequel son, but I have you "Scream 2" [AHHH!]
Real live cinema of the streets produced a junkie
Put back on your shirt man you lookin like ET
You're cracked out, for dough, some blow on saxophone
You're rhymin off beat even with help from my metronomes
See, y'all aint MCs, you a CM
Common m*th*rf**k*r rhymin about Lexus and Benz
The same Benz you got jacked in, drunk off of Gin
You woke up in hell gettin sexed by Marilyn Manson
You lie, you deny, pass me the microphone
I guess like Eddie Murphy you was givin 'em a ride home
Yeah right, 25 mics, material in The Source
While your rap crew's on steroids lookin like Full Force
Your girl she's buffed, puffed, in daytime don't play rough
The freaks come out at night so that's when I bring out the cuffs
Grandma yell, CD player number two
Shadae's in my bedroom singin "sweetest taboo"

[HOOK]

[Verse 2]
We used to rap, now y'all wanna come and get me with a bat?
Y'all must be smokin crack, with Pookie from New Jack
How could y'all forget, I'm the reason y'all MC
But y'all flip like Pharisees and charge me for blasphemy
You know who you are, eight bar superstar
Karate cars, buy up the bars with the credit cards
You wanna impress, I'm young chick, you just met
First thing she say, "I used to run with Wyclef"
Look surprised, see your flesh outside your vest
Yeah you could fight, in the WWF
Cuz in this arena aint nothin but gladiators and haters
Hopin they kill me and roll and feed me to the tigers
Oh Lord, protect me from the devil
They open the book of life, y'all readin like the anti christ
Your weak kid, stop lyin to the public
You wanted it so bad that you took all the production credits
Some MCs in the underground, mad at me cuz I'm above ground
Counting English pounds
I tell ya what, success don't come overnight
I was in Noah's Ark for Forty days and Forty nights
Contemplatin what should I write, what should I recite
Cuz aint nobody here but thugs and chicks wit ice
That's when I daydream into the twilight
Girls wit they man, screamin "I hate life"
Baby girl look in the opposite direction
Cuz my class is the *Misedu...*

[HOOK]

3. Kenny Rogers - Pharoahe Monch Dub Plate

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Lyrics to Kenny Rogers - Pharoahe Monch Dub Plate :
(feat. Kenny Rogers, Pharoahe Monch)

[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 {crappy} 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 Two: 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

[Chorus]

4. Thug Angels

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Lyrics to Thug Angels :
Refugees yo.. all you say

[Wyclef Jean]
Dirty Dirty Dirty South
I used to play while at the YMCA, in L.A.
Sold my first A-K
I saw her man get murdered on Sunday, Bloody Sunday
(What about Texas?) They need to chill with the gun play
(New York city y'all) Police are at the door
the Magnum was by the ashtray
(Look at shorty y'all) He bout to go out like Scarface
He woke up in a cardboard box with no space
with Thug Angels singin, sayin

[background harmonizing - repeat 2X]
{uh-huhhh uh-huhhh, ahh-ahh-ahh-ahhhh-ahhh-ahhh-
-uhhh-huhhh uh-huhhh..}

[Wyclef Jean - (over harmonizing)]
So you wanna be a thug?
To all my thugs in Houston, you wan' push drugs?
To all my thugs in Memphis, you want the cars in the videos?
To the Jacksonville Thug Angels, let me tell you how it really goes

[Wyclef Jean]
I'm on the highway with a black bandana, headed to Atlanta
Until I heard WOOP WOOP, that "Sound of Da Police", should I pull over?
He had the dark shades on, but he ain't look like Stevie Wonder
His face was, pale and long - he looked like cold day in December
Now let me ask the truth or somethin -
should I slow down and be a good camper?
I heard a young thug scream,
"It depends what you got in the beamer!!"
Now I got two choices I could blast and become Most Wanted in America
Or I could slow down like the man in the Bronco
and get Johnny Cochran to be my lawyer
Ohh Sonya, hit her on the Motorola
If I get locked up I ain't getting out 'til Tuesday
Cause this is Saturday, and it's a holiday
Now I got to spend a week hangin in the South in jail
but you told me that crime pay

[Wyclef Jean]
The Dirty Dirty Dirty South
I used to play while at the YMCA, in L.A.
Sold my first A-K
I saw her man get murdered on Sunday, Bloody Sunday
(What about Brooklyn?) They need to chill with the gun play
(Hey) Police are at the door
the Magnum was by the ashtray
(New Jersey) He bout to go out like Scarface
He woke up in a cardboard box with no space
with Thug Angels singin, sayin

[background harmonizing - repeat 2X]
{uh-huhhh uh-huhhh, ahh-ahh-ahh-ahhhh-ahhh-ahhh-
-uhhh-huhhh uh-huhhh..}

[Wyclef Jean] - (over harmonizing)
So you wanna be a thug?
My thugs in Chicago, you wan' push drugs?
My thugs in Orlando, you want the cars in the videos?
To V-A and D.C., St. Louis, Miami

[Wyclef Jean]
So you a killer, how many people did you kill?
You a dealer, how many drugs did you deal-a?
For'realla, used to sell crack on the hill-a
Yeah right! My name is Elvis and your wife is Pricilla
You're an ACTOR, you need a part in this thrilla
Hold up, ain't no nead to bust your four-fifth-a
It's two of use, one of use is bound to leave in a coma
So say your prayers, and give my regards to the undertaker

[Wyclef Jean]
At the Dirty Dirty Dirty South
I used to play while at the YMCA, in L.A.
Sold my first A-K
I saw her man get murdered on Sunday, Bloody Sunday
(What about New Orleans?) They need to chill with the gun play
(New York City y'all) Police are at the door
the Magnum was by the ashtray
(Look at shorty y'all) He bout to go out like Scarface
He woke up in a cardboard box with no space
with Thug Angels singin, sayin

[background harmonizing - repeat 4X]
{uh-huhhh uh-huhhh, ahh-ahh-ahh-ahhhh-ahhh-ahhh-
-uhhh-huhhh uh-huhhh..}

[Wyclef Jean - (over harmonizing)]
So you wanna be a thug?
To my thugs in Tampa, you wan' push drugs?
To my thugs in Detroit, you want the cars in the videos?
To the North, to the South, to the whole Carolina-lina
Let me tell you how it really goes
So you wanna be a thug?
To my thugs in A-T-L, you wan' push drugs?
To my thugs livin in Dallas, you want the cars in the videos?
Thug Angels in the Birmingham
Let me tell you how it really goes, let's go!

[Wyclef - with voice box effect]
Watch out, for the beasts
Watch out, if you got a seed homie
cause you don't want your kids growin up
thinkin they never had no daddy

Big Pun, rest in peace forever
Bronx, pour some liqour, AHHH
Slang Tom, rest in peace
Police is in the news, watch yourself
Y'all saw what they did to Diallo

[some man complaining]
Yeah you betta turn music down! I call 911!

[Wyclef Jean]
You gon' do WHAT?
WAIT! Yo turn up your musics louder
WAIT! All my people in the system Jeep
WAIT! All my people goin to school early in the mornin
WAIT! Eastern Parkway

[Haitian singing to end]

5. It Doesn't Matter

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Lyrics to It Doesn't Matter :
(feat. Melky Sedeck, The Rock)

[The Rock]
Yo this is the Rock kicking it with the Refugee camp
And you're bout to smell what the Rock is cookin'

[Wyclef Jean (The Rock)]
Yo this is strictly a club record
Dedicated to everybody who used to stand outside in the cold
When the F-L-E-X was spinnin at the Red Zone, hooded down
And these tired bouncers would not let me in
YouknowwhatI'msayin?

Yo, yo, yo
I got fifty Bentley's in the West Indies
(It doesn't matter!)
I got a pocket full of cheese and a garden full of trees
(It doesn't matter!)
I just won the bingo bought a crib in Rio
(It doesn't matter!)
Cause if you ain't sharin, people ain't carin
Come up in the hood and they take everything you wearin

Back in the days it was all about the clubs
And the so-called thugs used to dance the break for love
The girls, they wouldn't say HEY!
Unless you bought 'em champagne like it was they birthday
Me, I used to stand outside
Hustlin my way in I'm on the guest list plus five!
Who's performin tonight? He said Shabba
Mister Lover Daddy he be the selector
(Someone jump the Rock's up in here)
Disrespect emcees and catch a smack in your left ear
Light up like Vegas when it's time to gamble
Girls scream for me like I was part of the Beatles
But I'm not honey, but I could be your Paul McCartney
and "Ebony or Ivory" into my Jacuzzi
Foundation like Kool Herc, or DJ Red Alert goes bezerk
The needle ain't skip the record jerked
Cause y'all jumpin' too hard
(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)

[Wyclef (The Rock)]
I got fifty Bentley's in the West Indies
(It doesn't matter!)
I got a pocket full of cheese and a garden full of trees
(It doesn't matter!)
What? I just won the bingo bought a crib in Rio
(It doesn't matter!)
Yo cause if you ain't sharin, people ain't carin
Come up in the hood and they take everything you wearin
Yo Rock I just bought a fresh Bentley
(It doesn't matter you just bought a fresh Bentley!)

[Wyclef (Melky Sedeck)]
How many of y'all ever been to a barbecue
And you always got an aunt or uncle
wanna show you how the old dances go
And they start it off like this
Electric slide on the dance floor
Freaky-deaky like Studio 54
GIRLS!! Until the IRS raids it
Drug money get converted into music
The dope man becomes an entertainer
Leave that crack alone! I told the customers
I'm into bigger and better things Mr. Fiend
You want a hit? Give me a guitar and a drum machine
And the crowd will scream loud when the bass thump
I can smell it in the air, the smell is funk
{*cough cough*} Excuse me I gotta cough
Girl you in so much ice you could freeze New York
You're man must really love you, what does he do for a living?
(He works on Wall Street he's only home two nights a week)
That's when she said a little too much conversation
Think she want to indulge in lyrical masturbation
So I proceeded with the conversation, I said
Can I offer you a glass of Merlot Mrs. No Name?
(Let's get it straight huh, my name's Veronica)
She had the ass the size of South America
She said ain't you that kid that sing Guantanamera
way before Ricky Martin sung "Livin' La Vida Loca"
What hood you come from?
I was raised in Brooklyn, but did my studies in Jerusalem
The New Jerusalem yup, that's short for New Jersey
Checked my watch it was a quarter to three
Slid to her crib when we opened the door
Her man was on the bottle waiting for her with the 44

[Wyclef (The Rock)]
Now what it look like, it ain't really that
(It doesn't matter!)
So he cocked the gat at my top hat
(It doesn't matter!)
Are you crazy? You was married!
(It doesn't matter!)
Cause if you ain't sharin, people ain't carin
Come up in your hood and they take everything you wearin

Yeah that's when shorty walked up to her man
And she said I gotta go I can't be here no more
And she said this

[Melky Sedeck]
Take me home, to the place
I belong at the Refugee Camp
And the Booga basement
That's where I live, oh

Come on
Yo Rock I sold like seventeen million records
(It doesn't matter how many records you've sold!)
Alright I'm with you, yo check it out
You wanna go get diamond rings?
(It doesn't matter if the Rock wants to go get diamond rings or not!)
Man listen, listen
I just got two new Grammy's man
(It doesn't matter about your Grammy's!)

It doesn't matter

6. 911

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Lyrics to 911 :
(feat. Mary J. Blige)

[Wyclef]
Yo, what up, this Wyclef with Mary J.
I serenade the girls with my accoustic guitar
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yo, fellas havin' problems with the chicks?
I want you right now to turn the lights down low
Pull your girl up next to you
I want you to sing this to her

If death comes for me tonight, girl
I want you to know that I love you
And no matter how tough I wouldn't dare
Only to you I would reveal my tears
So tell the police I ain't home tonight
Messin' around with you is gonna get me life
But when I look into your eyes
You're worth that sacrafice
If this is the kind of love that my mom used to warn me about
Man, I'm in trouble
I'm in real big trouble
If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about
Man, I'm in trouble
I'm in real big trouble
I need y'all to do me a favor

Someone please call 911 (pick up the phone yo)
Tell them I just been shot down
and the bullet's, in my heart
And it's piercin through my soul (I'm losin blood yo)
Feel my body gettin cold
Somone please call 911 (pick up the phone yo)
The alleged assailaint, is five foot one
and she shot me through my soul
Feel my body gettin cold

[Mary J. Blige]
So cold
Sometimes I feel like I'm a prisoner
I think I'm trapped here for a while
(but I'm always right here with you girl)
And every breath I fight to take
Is as hard as these four walls I wanna break
I told the cops you wasn't here tonight
Messin' around with me is gonna get you life
Oh yeah, yeah
But everytime I look into your eyes
Then it's worth the sacrifice

[Wyclef]
If this is the kind of love that your mom used to warn you about
Man, we are in trouble
You're in real big trouble
If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about
I'm in trouble
I'm in real big trouble
You got anything to say, girl?

[Mary J. Blige]
Someone please call 911, yeah yeah (pick up the phone yo)
Tell them I just got shot down
And it's piercin through my soul (I'm losin blood yo)
Feel my body gettin cold

[Wyclef]
Someone please call 911 (can you do that for me)
The alleged assailaint, was five foot one
And she shot me through my soul (and he shot me through my heart)
Feel my body gettin cold
(He didn't care, he didn't worry, he didn't wonder..)

[Wyclef and Mary J. Blige]
I'm feelin you girl
I understand

[Mary J. Blige]
And you're doin, what you're doin, would you do it
and do it and do it and do it for me..

7. Pullin Me In

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Lyrics to Pullin Me In :
[Intro:]
Y'all know y'all done messed up now right?
Mmmm mmmm, fo' real
[opera singing]
You know, you messed up, I'm not laughing
All y'all beats is soundin the same, y'all rhymin the same
Some of y'all even wearing the same jewelry
And y'all doin the same videos
Shut up, you know you messed up right?
That's why they brought me back in this game
To bring it right back to the essence, mmm hmmm
Oh yeah, and all this kill this, kill that, kill this
Lemme tell you somethin, (what, what)
The real killers, they're standin right over there
Waitin for you to act like a killer, so they can kill you
Yo Sedeck, do me a favor yo
Yo tell everybody on this side of the stage
To just move back a little cuz it's about to get real rowdy
in the front yo, they comin yo
I could never forget the underground hip hop
I'ma dedicate this to everybody that knew me when I was broke
Workin at Burger King, hustlin dime bags on a twelve speed bicycle
All the projects man, youknowwhatimsayin?
Yo

[HOOK:]
Every time I keep pullin out, y'all keep pullin me in, sin
Kick a little somethin for the New Jerusalem
Let people know you aint forget where you came from, where you came from
Every time I keep pullin out, y'all keep pullin me in, sin
Kick a little somethin for the street DJs
Let people know you aint forget where you came from, where you came from

[Verse 1]
Yo, yo this probably the hardest verse that I ever recite
I'm in the studio with a gun in my neck it's all right
Surrounded by gangsters, I don't know how they got here
But I feel like the Haitian Frank Sinatra, in his young years
New York, on my way to Kennedy airport
L.A., I was told wear colors wherever you walk
Dirt, dirty south, I heard they run up in your house
Shakespeare, no time to jive blast your girl through the blouse
What? MCs, y'all aint nothing but assassins
Every two lines is killin, or incarceration
Murderation, closed casket cremation
Closest you got to prison was seein barson television
But I'ma go long as this thug phenomenon
Pass me a bandanna, two shots from my Mag-num
All of that, to get your attention
Here's a few things I been dyin to mention
Anyone talk about guns, I'ma buy the cartel
Any more beats soundin the same, I'ma put your MPC to cell
Listen, reminiscing on Nas, *It Aint Hard To Tell*
Still feel like somebody's watching me like Rockwell
Talk about diamonds, I'ma kidnap Jacob
Talk about the Fugees, I'ma break up the make up
Put your stake up, I'm about to work my way back to the streets
And y'all wanna bootleg cuz y'all will get Jay-Z

[HOOK (variations)]
Kick a little something for the projects Clef
Kick a little something for the hip hop fans

[Verse 2]
Hip hop fans, y'all like the woman in my house
No matter how faithful I am, y'all still have your doubts
Talkin bout, is he real in this relationship
Or did he go pop, and on the side get a mistress
My mistress is a guitar, classical like Mozart
Paint murder on the wall just to show y'all some art
And y'all wanna start, and lose body parts
I suggest you start walkin, tell your man stop talking
You know the scenario, the innocent is always the first to go
And Dorothy sings somewhere over the rainbow
Kum Ba Ya, got you trapped in barbed wire
Dope delivery, but I'm the ghost writer
Tall tribes of Juda, deeper than books
Watch what you cook cuz you might get hooked
Man... I miss real MCs
Like Kool G Rap, written in graffiti
Before the plane, I used to take the train
Watch fiends puttin up they vein, moms raisin caine
Able's on the roof, cook like a goose
To calm my nerve, I drink Vodka 180 proof
I'm back in the shack, lay flat on my back
Two choices, sell rap or sell crack
Chose sell rap, but watch my back like I'm sellin crack
Cuz the music industry is the same street format
I sold y'all Nappy Heads, to The Score, to The Carnival
But yet y'all still wanted more
Since Sedeck went back, came off wit a break
I blend so perfect, that you would want it for your mixtape

[beatbox]

[HOOK (variations)]
Kick a little something for the brothers up north

8. Da Cypha

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Lyrics to Da Cypha :
(feat. Supreme C, Marie Antoinette, Hope)

[INTRO:]
Yo 1, 2, 1, 2
The Clef is back with some adjustments
Refugee camp
(Turn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up!)
Yo, you see them Refugees right there, they goin in the car

[HOOK:]
WooWooWooWooWoo
Keys they goin in the trunk
WooWooWooWooWoo
Fiends they don't give a uh

[Marie Antoinette]
And Flex couldn't save you even if he dropped a bomb in this
You still gon be found in a ditch
My name should be Robin Banks the way I be robbin banks
I'm a fiend for the S-500 I want it
Used to stay high and blunted, but all that had to stop
Chick like me be chasin after cops
And they don't stop at my block after the Diallo shootin
Soldiers in waitin, marksmen recruitin
Salutin, thug confederates, rhyme and reason
Time and treatin, Air Force One we leavin
Panama red, holdin 52 hands for ransom
My man Johnny Handsome, itchin to cancel 'em
I'm like hold up, wait a minute, let's get down to buisness
We could shoot up everything soon as the deal is finished
Blah, blah, I got two hours to kill
We want like 5 mil in a private jet so peel

[Supreme C]
Supreme C been after mean figures, ask my lil nigga
Since back in the days, before he was raised
Aint nobody puttin fear in my heart, who need a jumpstart
My art sharp, shoot your posse apart
Nigga take you on one by one, gun by gun
Son by son, done by done
Whoever come murder fest, one of the best
I'm gettin assets, collect ass bets, squat by your address
I come to kick it wit you, walk beans stickin wit you
Why try to hide from accomplice vibe
Yo we break bread, break heads, my people shake feds
Gamble and scramble, F what your man do
It's all about this husltin game, muscle and fame
Tussels in rain, take aim, blush you with game
My language is unexplainable, switch, changeable
And I stay remaindable, with bigger guns aimed at you

[HOOK]

[Hope]
I run up in Da Cypha heavily armed with endless bars of metaphoric harm
A python with poisonous charm, extending my arm
Pushing figures way to the back
Out of your reach, excessive like Fatal Attract
Freeze, a renegade bar stroke, an ace of spades
I'll kiss you wit a blade when I think I'm gettin played
Made woman, you never in bed with the same woman
You say you want it, you don't wanna see the omen
When my sixth sense start flowin I bless like holy water
I don't wanna die cuz I'm my daddy's only daughter
But yo, sometimes I see the writin on the wall
You know the ghetto testaments, the shootouts, the brawls
Close frames in the hall, will you stand or will you fall
Your whole click is on the run now would you tell it all
About the night shifters, me, I'ma cypher drifter
My sixteen bars is up so peace to the mixes

[HOOK 2X]

[Wyclef]
October 31st I was standing by the sour
These thugs don't wanna talk they want these Pumas I just bought
Fresh outta school, picked on cuz I'm bilingual
I barely spoke English but the gun language was universal
Ran in the grocery store, spoke to Gabriel
He said, you have problems, here's a feezy from Israel
Ran back outside, just before I could say... another homicide
Threw the biscuit in the bushes runnin like Jesse Owens
Police showed up, but I was nowhere in existence
Back in the crib thinkin bout what I just did
I'ma police of defense but I'm bound to catch this bid
My hypothesis was right, they knocked the door, homie
Like a super in the projects wantin rent money
Just when I thought I get my life straight in the states
Is when I found myself climbin down the fire escape
Bodies found in Virginia under the dumpsters, no
18 shell cases in front of the grocery sto'
Flee the scene of the crime before y'all kick the door
No your honor that must be some old rhyme that I wrote
And lyrics sometime man they misinterpretate it
For example when I say gun I mean my pen and paper
And everytime I wave and spit the crowd jump
Cuz I'm still Digital Underground like "humpty hump"
Feel the funk comin through your elephant trunks
I aint even *Kriss Kross* my clothes yet
And yet y'all wanna "Jump, Jump" in Da Cypha, "Jump, Jump"
You in Da Cypha

[HOOK]

[OUTRO:]
Stay in the house when you hear
WooWooWooWooWoo
It means the murder's outside you hear
WooWooWooWooWoo
Where the real killers at you hear
WooWooWooWooWoo
Honey who chill with the gats you hear
WooWooWooWooWoo
Yo don't talk crap man
WooWooWooWooWoo
Just cuz your girl's wit you man
WooWooWooWooWoo
Cuz both o y'all gon go man
WooWooWooWooWoo
To a place where no man knows man
WooWooWooWooWoo
Femme fatale, Hope
WooWooWooWooWoo
Supreme C, kinda dope
WooWooWooWooWoo
Marie Antoinette in the back with the techs
WooWooWooWooWoo
Y'all know the flavor Refugee Camp...
WooWooWooWooWoo...

9. Runaway

SPOILER: Click to show

Lyrics to Runaway :
(feat. Earth, Wind & Fire, The Product G&B)

[Wyclef]
To my people doing time
To my people rest in peace (y'all ready for the refugee camp?)
Introducing Earth, Wind & Fire
Yah yah yah
Come on come on come on

No money in my pocket
Gotta get a no limit
So I became America's most wanted
All I ever wanted was a fancy car
A crib for my mom and a mastercard
Baby you know it's in Hollywood
New cop flicks with Clint Eastwood
Went from a teen to a young adult
No excuses aint't my fault

[Bridge]
Runaway
We living like runaways
Wake up
Stretching in the morning
Trying to make it through the day
Brush my teeth
Hit the streets
Where there's heat
We afford to beef
Hoping one day
We don't have to run away
(Gotta Escape)

[Chorus]
I didn't want to runaway
But I had to get a way yo (gotta get away)
We didn't want to runaway
But we had to get away yo (gotta get away)
I didn't want to leave astray
But sometimes I gotta get away yo (gotta get away)
I didn't want to go away
But I had to go away yo

Yo G&B where you at?

[Product G&B]

Momma came home from a hard days work
At day time a maid at night time a nurse
Work so hard to make sure we survived
Living a ghetto paradise
Sometimes I wake up screaming in the middle of the night
Hoping that darkness brings me light
Praying for that better day where we won't have to runaway

[Bridge]
Runaway
We living like runaways
Wake up
Stretching in the morning
Trying to make it through the day
Brush my teeth
Hit the streets
Where there's heat
We afford to beef
Hoping one day
We don't have to run away

[Chorus]
I didn't want to runaway
But I had to get a way yo (gotta get away)
We didn't want to runaway
But we had to get away yo (gotta get away)
I didn't want to leave astray
But sometimes I gotta get away yo (gotta get away)
I didn't want to go away
But I had to go away yo

Ladies and gentleman Earth, Wind & Fire

[Earth, Wind & Fire]

Ba dow bo ba dow bo ba dow bo ba dow bo ba dow bo ba dow bo
(da da da da da da ) (Feeling melly y'all)
Ba dow bo Ba dow bo
(More peace y'all)
Ba dow bo Baw dow bo
Ba dow bo Baw dow bo
Bow da da da da

[Bridge]
Runaway
We living like runaways
Wake up
Stretching in the morning
Trying to make it through the day
Brush my teeth
Hit the streets
Where there's heat
We afford to beef
Hoping one day
We don't have to run away

[ChorusX2]
I didn't want to runaway
But I had to get a way yo (gotta get away)
We didn't want to runaway
But we had to get away yo (gotta get away)
I didn't want to leave astray
But sometimes I gotta get away yo (gotta get away)
I didn't want to go away
But I had to go away yo

Yo y'all gonna make me do it I don't want to do it but here we go

[Earth, Wind & Fire]
ba y ya bay y ya bay y ay y ay y ay y ay y ya
ba da ba ba ba
(Ain't no samples this is original baby)
ba y ya bay y ya bay y ay y ay y ay y ay y ya
(Put em up y'all)
ba da ba ba ba
(Refugees)
Ba da ba ba ba ba ba
Ba da ba ba ba ba ba da
Ba da ba ba ba ba ba
(I want to see everybody's hand in the air right now)
y ay y ay y ay y ay y ya y ya (recognize the legends up in here)

Uh!

10. Red Light District

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Lyrics to Red Light District :
(Instrumental)

11. Perfect Gentlemen

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Lyrics to Perfect Gentleman :
(This one's goin' out to the strip joints
Yo, meet me at Suzy's Rendez-vous
For every Go-Go Bar
I'ma send this one out to the gentlemen's clubs
Magic City, New York dogs, Rolex
I be seeing y'all up in there late at night
I understand when your girl is stressing you out
(Crazy girls) Know what I'm saying?
Don't let the ladies fool y'all now, fellas
They be doin' the same thing y'all be doin'
Turn up my symphony, man.
Turn up my symphony!
Drop a BEAT!)

[Chorus]
Just 'cuz she dances go-go
It don't make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your dance shoes on
We going to the disco
We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo

[Verse 1]
Ten grand, let me see you shake it like you got no
bones in your body and you was made to be a celebrity
Twenty grand, know it's a sin, but before me you show
me a little more skin it would fulfill my fantasy
Thirty grand, to the highest bidder but Chris Rock
said, 'There's no sex in the champaigne room'
Forty grand, looked into her eyes, I saw tears falling
down, type of tears that money couldn't buy

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse 2]
[Wyclef]
Excuse me, what is your name?
[Hope]
Uh, my name is Hope, yo
I was blessed with the body of the Goddesses
Have you any idea how hard this is?
I could flex in 25 positions
But I only work here to pay my tuition
Yo, tantalizing teaser
Table-top pleaser
Give me what I need a
Mastercard a Visa
Lap dance fantasy
Picture us on and on white canopy
Wyclef extended his hand to me
Like Billy D. said he's feelin me
Take me away from here, so far
Where they ride horses, no cars
No more stripping in bars
Me and you 'Clef, against the odds

[Chorus 2X]

(Yo a lot of y'all sitting with y'all girls
fronting like the budweiser commercial
Talking bout, 'IIIIIII, I don't be going to the strip joints'
You lying man! You'd be surprised who you see up in there man.
I got one question for you liars, man)

Shot callers, Wasn't you a preacher?
You calling her a hooker? He without sin cast the first stone.
I met her on the subway, she gave me that VIP card
And told me if I ever have problems,
Don't hesitate to come by, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus 2X]
Call up my mama said I'm in love with a stripper yo!

(Yo baby, can I get another lap dance? I tell you I
got nothing but funny money, man. New York Dogs.)

12. Low Income

SPOILER: Click to show

Lyrics to Low Income :
[Intro]
Let um feel the beat first
I'm bout to come through your stereo
Should I rhyme or start with the hook?
Start with the hook

To my people who don't wanna go to work
Thank God it's Friday
Cover me she bout to put up her skirt
Thank God it's Friday
Do Your mom now you act so berserk
Thank God it's Friday
What's the track, what's the track girl?
She don't wanna, she don't wanna work on Monday
(I wanna thank my hood)

[Verse 1]
For makin me a star before I had fast cars
And couldn't tell the difference between Whoppers and caviar
Before the fame
Way before things changed
All I wanted to do was freestyle and get a name
I used to work at the fast food restaurant
For minimum wage
Dreamin I'm on stage
At 17 I left the house
Cause my father was a minister
And I didn't want the Marvin route
What's goin on?
Today to sell a song you need a video with soft porn
MC's in the industry
You wanna tip?
Don't let them pimp you like Goldy
And tell Sony they better have my money
Cause I play wit the Comodores and be like Lionel Richie
Low Income, I stay so hungry that if 50 Cent came to rob me
He'd be part of my charity
(I wanna thank my hood)
[Chorus]
To my people cuttin hair in the shops
Thank God it's Friday
To the thugs sweatin up in the chop shops
Yo, it's Friday
To my people that don't got no job
Everyday it's Friday
What's the track, what's the track yo?
She don't wanna, she don't wanna work on Monday
All the Ladies sing

[Ladies]
I don't feel
Like cookin you no breakfast
This mornin
(Wyclef: All my hoodlums say)

[Guys]
Well, you don't have
to cook me breakfast
Cause your girlfriend will
After you leave
(I wanna thank my hood)

[Verse 2]
For the love of money
I know kids who'll slit your throat
Friday the 13th
Jason wit a trench coat
But you can't scare Suzie
Cause her man got so many uzi's you'd think he was Cadivi
Meanwhile, she's getting her nails done
Crystal clear so they could shine like wit diamonds
It's such a shame what happened last week
Man they found her under the sheets with a letter from the Son of Sam
It said to tell New York I ain't sleepin
You want to be clubbin then you better pack your heat in
And to my man G Swar Rest in Piece
I still poor liquor
1 draw on the cocoa leaf
Inhale, exhale smoke grasses
Polices in the area, but ain't no need to panic
You wit Wyclef you getting in
If not, then we gonna make CNN
(I wanna thank my hood)

To my people who don't wanna go to work
Thank God it's Friday
Cover me she bout to put up her skirt
Thank God it's Friday
Do your mom know you act so berserk?
Thank God it's Friday
What's the track, what's the track girl?
She don't wanna she don't wanna work on Monday
Yo, to my people cuttin here in the shops
Thank God it's Friday
To the thugs sweatin up in the chop shops
Yo, it's Friday
To my people who don't got no job
Everyday it's Friday
What's the track, what's the track yo?
She don't wanna she don't wanna work on Monday
All the Ladies sing

[Ladies]
I don't feel
Like cookin you no breakfast
This mornin
(Wyclef: All my hoodlums say)

[Guys]
Well, you don't have
to cook me breakfast
Cause your girlfriend will
After you leave

[Guitar Solo]

(Daddy, play that guitar)

13. Whitney Houston Dub Plate

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Lyrics to Whitney Houston Dub Plate :
(feat. Whitney Houston)

[Wyclef Jean]
Y'all wanna thank y'all for coming out tonight to see me
Right now put your hands together
for original, original diva, original dub plate
No one can play this but Refugee's on the number 1 tour
Now listen to Miss Whitney Houston (COME WITH IT!)

[Whitney Houston]
Yo, this is Whitney Houston
Yes massive this is the original vocalist
I'd like to say rest in peace to Dennis Brown

If tomorrow is Judgement Day (light is in the air)
And I'm standing on the front line (AIYYO!)
Um, and the Lord asks me what I did with my life
I would say: "Wyclef murdered a sound boy" (YO, HUH!)
If I wake up in World War III
(IF YOU BELIEVE IN THE MOST HIGH
HANDS IN THE AIR!)
I see the destruction in poverty
(EAST COAST, WEST COAST, HEY, HEY!)
And I feel like I wanna go home (SOUTH SIDE!)
It's okay, as long as Wyclef is with me
(North Side, Jamaican, Caribbeanon, Haitian
hands in the air, everybody, hey!)
My love is your dubbing, my dub is your dub
It will take eternity to break us
And the change of our start: (LISTEN TO ME!)
:as myself is yourself
Cause the Refugee sound is the only sound
It will take eternity to break us
And a million sound boys will die before us

[Wyclef Jean]
This for the hardcore, before I had the record deal youknowhatI'msayin?
I'ma take y'all back when I was walking down the street
My little girl saying: Yo Clef, that nigga trying to stick with something
Walk over to him and said: Yo..

14. However You Want It

SPOILER: Click to show

Lyrics to However You Want It :
[HOOK:]
However you want it, you don't want it, cuz when you get it it hurts
Your body carried out the church
Mom, she be cryin holdin on to her purse sayin... (oh my baby!)
They shoulda took me first
However you want it, you don't want it, cuz when you get it it hurts
Your body carried out the church
Mom, she be cryin holdin on to her purse sayin... (oh...)

[Verse 1]
Aiyyo
What y'all thought I was too busy writin songs with Whitney Houston
Cuz ''My Love's your Love'' will be my slugs wit blood
For any thug that wanna bang and play orangutang
Find yourself in the river with the rest of them
Wake up, wake up, I'm in a nightmare dream
Where I found myself loadin magazines after magazines
Ski mask on my face, gun on my waist
Fine pens shakin in my hand as I write this next line
You look strange, shootin victims at close range
And saw his vein burst from his neck, as I snatched his chain
Is this a Bible, I used to read the Gospel
Until I got betrayed by one of my twelve disciples
Which one, look through the crowd son
You could spot the traitor wit a tatto on his arm
The symbol is a microphone, an intellectual
A wannabe Rakim, but too extraterrestrial
I heard he's lethal and I'm too rusty to battle him
Me being rusty is like Biggie not being *Born Again*
It never happen, watch who you call fam
On MTV, he painted himself as the tin man
Predicted platinum, way before it happened
So that's why when you ship gold, you only sold aluminum

And now you wanna tell everybody I messed up your record?
C'mon!

[HOOK]

[Verse 2]
You a thug? You aint a murderer, just an undercover caligula
Cuz when you saw the luger became silent like Caesar
Enough of this rap stuff, Sedeck take his watch
If I wasn't rappin, I'd take that stash in your left socks
Don't make me raise my voice cuz I'm masterin a coo
So, and besides when they find you you'll be bones
Mom say watch my peers, hangin like chandeliers
Orderin Don P, you couldn't pay for one beer
Perpetratin, a fraud, oh god, you aint hard
Take thirty of y'all to murder one kid on the boulevard
You want Wyclef Jean, bring your same thug guys
Here's my advice, leave the ring with your bride
Cuz you aint comin back no more
We gon send you to a vacation for two, with crabs on the seashore
You freeze up, hold up I really thought you was psychotic
Is that tears in your eyes? You cryin for your life
Kid you tellin me what you did, you didn't wanna do
Watch what you say on record cuz it might come true

[HOOK]

[Outro:]
Should I take them? Should I wait?
Should I take them? Should I wait?
Should I take them? Should I wait?
I say ''No Woman, No Cry'' like I should own a piece of the estate
But at the tribute they didn't invite me
So I put in a call to Halis Alassi
He said be easy, aint no need to bust a shot (BLOW! BLOW! BLOW! BLOW!)
Like Supercat said, yo the ghetto's red hot
Before bling, bling, bling it was BLING, BLING, BLING!

15. Hollyhood To Hollywood

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Lyrics to Hollyhood To Hollywood :
(feat. Small World)

[Small World]
Blame, blame, whose dat with you again?
(The ride, the ride)
Yes black, where's my jewels at?
(Uptown, uptown, uptown, uptown...)

[Wyclef Jean]
Yo, let's get back to the hardcore right now
Underground hip-hop yo (*foreign singing*)
This one's a gangsta tune, whassup Fosha?
I'ma send this one out to all the refugee gangs around the world
Signal, signal, y'all need to chill with the driveby's
It was the Fourth of July I heard the cherry bomb bang
Stay in the house that's the sound of the gangs, Clef
By the time we figured out what happened
I was in an ambulance tellin my cousin keep breathing

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
Don't wear your colours here, that cemetery gear
I got my gun and nine, killing's my appetite
(but that ain't right y'all)
DON'T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE!
That cemetery gear (California, California)
I got my gun and nine from Hollywood, to your neck of the hood

[Wyclef Jean]
True, true, yo Hollywood got a lot of kids twisted
Jumpin in and out of limo's thinkin is his ass really gifted
The only gift y'all possess is workin with the triple six's
Y'all disguise yourself with bandanas and diamond necklaces
Mosta y'all can't even go back to the hood where y'all grew up
Actin like y'all drink alcohol and all y'all do is throw up
Talk about when y'all blow up y'all gonna visit the project floors
But the last time they saw y'all was 1984
Now y'all wonder, why they got all hoodies screamin "freeze"
Get out the navigator, Godfather III's in the DVD
They hoppin, they take your car for a spin
It's cold outside so all you feel is the wind
There's no celly phone, so you can't phone home
Oh lord, here come those criminals Maleeg & Jerome
("Yo, who you know here, you got family over here?")
He a rap artist
("I don't care, he got the wrong colours over here, no fear")
Now you look shook like that Mobb Deep song
I'm surprised, cause on all y'all records you was Al Capone
And come to find out that you never held a chrome
And you escaped the draft and never bust a shot in Vietnam
Now you standin in the form amongst the children of the corn
Like the Sun of Man stood with a crown made of thorns
The only difference is for you there'll be no resurrection
Cause it's a traffic jam, they got you locked up in a intersection

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
Don't wear your colours here, that cemetery gear
I got my gun and nine, killing's my appetite
(but that ain't right y'all)
DON'T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE! (Colours)
That cemetery gear (Chicago, Chicago)
I got my gun and nine from Hollywood, to your neck of the hood

[Small World]
Yo, Hollywood has half-man be hollow to you
How could you have slipped through
while I was detecting the trick that's in you
Pretending you pitbull, when really your candy-ass is poodle
We wouldn't of hit you, hammers have already been
cocked and cleaned, yo, it was who?
It's click-up, click-up, north cackus, commence to stick up
That's what's within us, cack and lack, clap, buck killers quicker
Stick up the forest misters then head up to chickens with 'em
Adrenaline's givin, when I riff with the fifth to your chin-in
You never knew bout how we play these innings
But you about to play the commission
Waves are spinning, I'm out the glaze I'm sh...ing
The real is missing but the fraud is evident
ever so clear, but you got the nerd to come around here with pounds of fear
Your colours wrong you must rock edible dons with that huh?
Damn Paul, what's that huh?
Let me get that, with the quick snatch
If it's a little man in you then I better put the trick back
And if it's anything killers is fearing, I know my clit stacked for realer

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
Don't wear your colours here, that cemetery gear
I got my gun and nine, killing's my appetite
(but that ain't right y'all)
DON'T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE! (Colours)
That cemetery gear (Detroit, Detroit)
I got my gun and nine from Hollywood, to your neck of the hood

[Outro: Wyclef Jean]
Tell the FBI that I won't be home tonight
Tell the Secret Service I won't be home tonight
Colours, put away your colours whoa, colours...

16. Diallo

SPOILER: Click to show

Lyrics to Diallo :
(feat. MB^2, Yossou N'Dour)

[Wyclef as Amadou]
Boy I am so tired
I'll be glad when I get inside the house
Oh, I dropped my keys
Oh what tis bright light?
My God they must gonna rob me
Who these people with them all at they gonna rob me
I'm gonna take out my wallet to make sure they just get the money
Nothing else.. (??)
Oh it's the police (whew)
I feel so much better
I will show them, I have my ID
so they know I am good people

[followed by a rapid flurry of gunshots]

[Wyclef Jean]
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I fear no evil for thou art with me thou ride with me
J-J-Jah! Ras-tafari
I can't forget you knotty dreads, y'all up in here
I gotta respect that, youknowhatI'msayin?
Night is in the air

Enemy.. on the borderline
Who'll be the next to fire
forty-one shots by Diallo's side?

You said he reached sir
but he didn't have no piece sir
But now he rest in peace sir
in the belly of the beast sir

You guys are vampires
in the middle of the night
Suckin on human blood
Is that your appetite?

You said he reached sir
but he didn't have no piece sir
But now he rest in peace sir
in the belly of the beast sir

Have you ever been shot
forty-one times?
Have you ever screamed
and no one heard you cry?
Have you ever died
only so you can live?
Have you ever lived
only so you can die again, then be born again
from these enemies, on the borderline
Who'll be the next to fire
forty-one shots by Diallo's side?

You said he reached sir
but he didn't have no piece sir
But now he rest in peace sir
in the belly of the beast sir

You guys are vampires
in the middle of the night
Suckin on human blood
Is that your appetite sir?

You said he reached sir
but he didn't have no piece sir
But now he rest in peace sir
in the belly of the beast sir

Diallo, Diallo - similar to Steven Biko
Diallo, Diallo - you told me the murder was an error
Diallo, Diallo - but every man will be judged
Diallo, Diallo - according to his words

Have you ever been held
against your will?
Taken to a dark place
where not even scientists can reveal?
So what is for Ceasar
let it be for Ceasar
Cause we don't want no peace
We want equal rights and justice.. for

Diallo, Diallo - similar to Steven Biko
Diallo, Diallo - you tell me that the murder was an error
Diallo, Diallo - but every man will be judged
Diallo, Diallo - according to his words

You know what?
You told me - that I wouldn't understand man
Tonight some cry - in the streets a burial
Survival of the fittest - only the strong will survive
How can I survive - with forty-one shots by my side?

You guys are murderers
in the middle of the night
Killin innocent people
is that your appetite? Ohhh

You said he reached sir
but he didn't have no piece sir
But now he rest in peace sir
in the belly of the beast sir

You guys are vampires
in the middle of the night
Suckin on human blood
Is that your appetite?

You said he reached sir
but he didn't have no piece sir
But now he rest in peace sir
in the belly of the beast sir - lick a shot for

Diallo, Diallo - similar to Steven Biko
Diallo, Diallo - I can hear your spirit callin, I can hear it
Diallo, Diallo - Ten thousand chariots with no riders
Diallo, Diallo - They on they way to America, I hear the tribe singin

They're sayin -

Diallo Diallo, tuye' Diallo [14X]
Se menm jen yo te tuye Matim Luther King
Amadou Diallo..

[samples]
Now there ain't but 20,000 police in the whole town
Can you dig it? Can you dig it? CAN YOU DIG IT?!?!

17. Something About Mary

SPOILER: Click to show

Lyrics to Something About Mary :
Yo, I'm a dedicate this to everybody that was at Woodstock '99
DMX, Limp Bizkit, Sheryl Crow amongst many
Yo, just before I got on stage this chick came on to me
She offered me sumthin
It looked kinda strange, it was in a bag
I said "Yo, girl let me talk to you real quick"
Yo

I don't sniff cocaine 'cause it mess up my brain
For sexual stimulation I never did no ecstasy
I don't pop pills, I never did no LSD
but I wouldn't mind a kiss from Ms. Mary
'Cause

She's homegrown and you can hold her in her backyard
She's homegrown and you can get a kiss in her backyard

I remember when I was a young boy
I waited for my grandad, "So daddy can I get a puff?"
He looked at me, he says "Son, man, you're too young kid"
"When you get older now and you understand that"
"I let you get one kiss from Ms. Mary"
'Cause

She's homegrown and you can grow her in her backyard
She's homegrown and you can hold her in her backyard
If she allows you to you can roll her up
She's homegrown and you can kiss her in her backyard
She's homegrown - I like to be with you Ms. Mary - in your backyard

That's when she looked at me and she said
"Wyclef this' what I want you to do son"

Come on
Inhale - exhale
Exhale - inhale
Inhale - exhale
Now hold it now
Inhale - exhale
Inhale - exhale
Exhale - inhale
Now breath in my face

Marijuan' Marijuan'

She said that
She's homegrown and you can grow her in her backyard
She's homegrown, she said "'Clef, I'll kiss you in my backyard"
And my daddy don't need to know
She said that
I'm homegrown and you can grow me in your backyard
I'm homegrown and you don't need to worry for my backyard

That's when I said, "I'ma get in trouble, I gotta go girl"
This' what she said
Laa la-laa laa laa, strictly la-la, to take me higher, and higher [2X]
Laa la-laa laa laa, strictly la-la, to take me higher

I'm about to take it higher [4X - in the background]

Come on y'all, come on y'all, come on
Yo, I want for everybody sleeping on my guitar skills
It's about to beat on right about now
Turn my guitar up yo!

What up Jimi Hendrix, I'll see you baby
Yo, Carlos Santana, thanks for the lessons baby
Yo, Steve Rod, I ain't forgettin you man
To the godfather B.B. King
and to my man Eric Clapton
I think I'm forgettin somebody, man
The Artist, ha-haaaaa
Yo, Jerry Wonder, man,
you're playin that bass like Bootsie Collins, man
Don't hurt 'em baby boy
Uh, Wyclef, Jerry Wonder man, new Millenium man, I told ya

18. Bus Search

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Lyrics to Bus Search :
(Instrumental)

19. Wish You Were Here

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Lyrics to Wish You Were Here :
[Wyclef Jean]
Lets go
So so you think you can tell
heaven from hell
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
from a cold steel rail
A smile from a fair
do you think you can tell
Did they get you to trade
your heros for goals
Hot ashes for trees
Hot air for a cool breeze
Cold comfort for change
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
for a lead role in the game

whether you listenin to hip hip-hop
or you tuning to rock
refugees on your box
we gonna take over ya blocks

lets go
How I wish, how I wish you were here
We're jus two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year
Runnin over the same old ground
But have we found the same old fears
Wish you were here

whether you listenin to rock
or pumpin the hip hip hop
refugees on your box

Critics don't mistake this for just any cover tune
I'ma take y'all to the dark side of the moon
Kickin in my moms room this song was just a thought
A young refugee labeled, jus come with a passport
Dad used to tell me about the American dream
My dream was waking up the projects
a young teen listening to hip hop
my brother tune me into rock
put me up on pink floyd and banned from the british blocks

whether you pumpin the hip hip hop
or you tuning to rock
refugees on your box
we gonna take over the blocks
from n.j to bk to the u.k

[Moderator]

Masquerade, 2002

1. Message To The Streets

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2. Peace God

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Lyrics to Peace God :
I'm only eight
I got no choice but to sling crack

Yo who you pushin weight for

Dog I ain't no rat
Cause rats get found in the back of garbage trucks
With they mouth taped up
Lookin like sittin ducks

Well you don't look like a sittin duck and your mouth ain't taped up

What more small the market, Clef
You get stuck up

With what

From a fiend
I just bought a twenty-two

Now it's funny you should say that
Cause the gun looks bigger than you
Now get your ass back in the house

Shut up!

From BK back to NJ
Crouchin tiger style
Let's go

[Continuous Humming]
Feel it
Feel it
Peace God

Chorus
Peace God
You gave me the voice to speak, God
Speak God
Wyclef Jean bout to hit the streets hard
Peace God
Peace
You gave me the voice to speak, God
Masquerade- my message to the streets, y'all

Repeat

Yo peace God
These words came from a revelation
Whether you free or you going through incarceration
Inhale, exhale herbal meditation
Put the fire arms away
Cause we don't want no confrontation
Not me, I'm talkin bout you jerk
Cause when you die your life ain't even worth the paperwork
So, peace God, even through war we bring peace
And after the blood shed then your first son deceased
And you will understand I'm the beginning of the end
The alpha, omega, the present, and the future
So hold on to your winchester
Cause the hollow tip penetrate lead through your polyester
Peace God, even though we ice the wrist
Guzzle the fifth
Protect us with a crucifix, Lord
And bless me with an extra clip
So just in case one jam release my twin from my waistband

Chorus x 2

Ay, yo peace God
I ain't tryin' to see the graveyard
But in this game of life I was dealt the wrong card
I wasn't born this way it just came to be
Sellin crack through a alley where the fiends rally
Where the dealer was the president
And the fiend was the voter so they voted for the government
And stick ups was only natural
It seem every other day a new gun pointed at you
Peace God
Yo only God got the answer
And sorry bout ya mom dyin of cancer
But congratulations, I heard you no longer a runner
You a big man now, the black Tony Montana
But watch out cause I heard wealth bring envy
Trust me I did sing for the Kennedies
Until we meet again feel my words through my pen
And stay pure in the city of sin

Chorus x 2

Humming

Chorus x 2

3. Pj's

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Lyrics to Pj's :
Mmmmmmmmm... yeah

[Wyclef]
(PJ's!) I was born in the PJ's
So I gotta rep for the PJ's
The elevators with the pissy hallways
Bangin on the project walls, all day

[Verse 1]
Yo if it wasn't for the PJ's y'all probably never heard of me
Y'all be like, "Who the hell is Wyclef, and what's a Fugee?"
I'd probably be standin on a corner - watch you approach
Steal ya dope, sell ya coke, then snatch ya rope
Run for brokes with the cash and the jewels
Bows-eye, I hold my breath when I shoot
The reason you should hold ya breath; cuz most thugs
when they breathe and shoot tecs, they aim right but shoot left
Now they flesh being swept off the surface
If you ain't B.I.G. then Notorious
So why ya man reckless, side-ballin like he holdin heat
Someone bring him a bed, for the permanent sleep
Weight beneath Jacob's Latter and the Aftermath
Don't matter if you use a desert eagle as your armor
Blood splatter, glass shatter through the project slums
Another one in the obituary column son

[Chorus]
(PJ's!) I was born in the PJ's
So I gotta rep for the PJ's
The elevators with the pissy hallways
Bangin on the project walls, all day
(PJ's) I gotta make noise for the PJ's
Wrote my first rhyme in the PJ's
You can hear it in my speech, I'm from the PJ's
The PJ's! PJ's

[Verse 2]
Before I was signed, I used to move on the block
All I wanted to do was rhyme, rhyme, rhyme
Line for line, I make the blind man walk in a straight line
to prison - and take a message to Shyne
Peace God from the PJ's to Ground Zero
It's a "Hardknock Life" but "The Sun'll Come Out Tomorrow"
Walk with a shadow through ghettos, playin in every borough
You would think rap was rock they way I carry heavy metal
It such a shame, cocaine in ya veins, screamin
"Team Spirit" grippin the shottie like Kurt Cobaine
In the projects God, nuttin come easy
Gotta deal with the grimy, greasy, the sleasy
Move like a professional, young thug funeral
Wattchu thought this was another Pepsi commercial?
Nah it's the art of war, when you least expected it
Wyclef the president, the PJ's elected him

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Yeah, and to the teachers that said I wouldn't live
and my remains would be found under the Verizano Bridge
Well I'm alive teach! So put ya theory to rest
I ain't Makaveli but I might fake my death
Make no mistake, I'm a hip-hop artist
Before the diamond in the Billboard, the hood charted it
Surburbia bought it, we bootlegged it, we couldn't afford it
Cuz in the PJ's we undergroudn like black markets
The 'P' stand for public housing
The 'R's for respect that ya get, when ya hold down ya set
The 'O's for ounces that we flip into ki's
The 'J's for the judgement handed by the ju-ry
The 'E' is for enter, at your own risk
You know the 'C' - that's for the cats that's out to get rich
And the 'T'... trust no one
And the 'S' is for the snitchers - you know the outcome...

[Chorus]

4. 80 Bars

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Lyrics to 80 Bars :
80 Bars
80 Scars
Yo, engineer, turn me up, yo

I started off in the underground
From mono to stereo
Now I'm surround sound
Blowin through your tubes
Leavin holes through your speakers
Crackin through your tweeters
My frequency's off the meters
Jam pack arenas from here to Bangkok
I'm ahead of my time like Jimmy Hendrix played Woodstock
Me, I'm playin Hoodstock
Before I had the dreadlocks I used to reminisce
Should I do music or sell rocks
Grow my own crops
Livin in the PJs
That's when an angel, Gabriel, said
It's all a masquerade
Eyes wit no face, sneakers wit no lace
I feel the earth spinnin but I'm standing in the same space
Wit no trace of what happened last night
I seen two fiends fightin over a crack pipe
Now I'm watchin tv
My antenna was a clothes hanger
Blurry vision Mista Mondehan David Banner
Flip the data
The kids are wearin bandanas
Totin hammers
Aimin at your medulla oblongata
Blow Blow
A young thug wit a slim figure
Romantic type like the movie Casablanca
Herb seller once got busted by a undercover buyer
My supplier was a Gypsie cab driver
That's when I realized I need to find a new hustle
Livin in the jungle
The guitar became my muscle
I scribe through snake eyes that wanted my crucified
Y'all thought that I was drownin but I was getting baptized
Now behold I heard you sold twenty mill
But wit no street credibility you overkill
Y'all ain't real
Talkin bout keep it gangsta
Only if you knew the gangsta sent me to shank you
Gank you, gank you, tie up your ankles
And if that ain't enough I call hinchmens to lynch you
Now at the funeral I could see the priest bless you
But in the after life I'ma still touch you
Knockin on heaven's door you beggin to get in
That's when the Son of Man greets you wit the face of Satan
Now you look frightened in the belly of the whale
That's when the warden say I wanna welcome you to hell
Bones is five bucks
Get off the phone, time's up
I seen him cut from his head to his (scratch $#@%)
You wish you would wish you could
Wishin got you here
You screamin so loud that a deaf man could hear
Back to the silence
No more droppin science
Everybody rappin bout diamonds and violence
And A&R's all they do is charge credit cards
And when the bill comes
They blame it on the rap stars
Now how you figure
I ain't rent a car
I wasn't at the spa
I ain't buy the bar
Now here's a Jew
When you get your first record deal
Don't subject yourself to the mass appeal
First class, caviar in the ¡®Ville
In the new S class wit da Jordan wheels
Remember the music in the streets like the streets
You know the code of the streets
Everybody tryin to eat
The evidence is concrete
I'm tired of the same song
You take me out
You must be high off of heroine
Sharper than I ever been
This one gon get a ten
Rappers, I'ma murder y'all wit your own medicine
I move with faith
I never have doubt
I'm so hungry you would think I'm just comin out
But I been here before from Blunted to The Score
To the Carnival, Ecleftic, World Tour
I'm poison
Whores waitin in the back door
They want me to rock they boat and shift them on shore
That's when the Father said,
¡®Take heed to this lesson'
They wanna cut your hair like Delilah did Samson
I felt that
So I went back to my format
Raps in backpack
Gats for car jacks
Hats for girl thingy cats
Cause AIDS I don't want that
And for the DJ's here's somethin y'all can scratch
Technique twelve
The needle hits the wax
Hypnotize the crowd
The dance floor's jam packed
Now sing along like a Negro spiritual
No one got shot tonight
It's a miracle
But what's this I hear
Y'all wanna take my spot
You got a better chance puttin a gorilla in a headlock
I'm too focused I can see through your lens
You ain't a G, just a wannabe kingpin
So, the next time y'all wanna pay for protection
I suggest that you hit up the Hatian Sicilian

80 Bars
80 Scars
[Repeat Twice]
80 Bars

5. Masquerade

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Lyrics to Masquerade :
The streets is mad right now
Tell em why we mad
Rappers whatever you call yourself
Pack ya bags and get out of town
Cause I'ma strike down on thee wit great vengence and furious anger
Those who attempt to poison da hood
I'ma let y'all know da preacher's son is back
Uh, Refugee, one time, one time
Uh, M.O.P., two time, two time, one time
Bumpy knuckles now the world is in trouble
Come on

Yo, you're number one on the charts
You're a masquerade
Paid for your billboard slots
You're a masquerade
Because the block knows hot
You're a masquerade
You're livin in a uh
You're livin in a masquerade

I'm on first
So, this ain't a rap verse
It's more like a voodoo curse
So when you die the kids'll throw rocks at ya hearse
Cause you lie too much
You don't got no gat
At your arm reach is ink
At your headpiece now you pissin in your briefs
Hold up
We just saw you on your BET and MTV, a public access channel
Talkin bout I'ma thug
You're an animal, a canibal, you even scare hannibal
But when the blackout came no light for your candle
So welcome to the real world where a spade is a spade
And I'ma call it like I see it
Ay, y'all living in a masquerade
Even though Jacob iced you out wit the baguettes
Money wit no respect ¨C that makes you a suspect
So you can't ride through Brownsville
You want peace you better call Churchill
If not, feel Clef when he connects wit M.O.P. family and plays guitar at your eulogy

You wanna claim you run da block
You're a masquerade
Givin information to the cops
You're a masquerade
I mean you never seen a rock
You're livin in a uh
You're livin in a masquerade
Masquerade

Now the grimy lil bastards line up
Time's up
I'm up
They say we dem dans to show you how to get it crunk
I'm still plottin wit Fox
Today
I do it wit Clef
Whoever
We throw mack and that's to the death bless royalty
You youngstas better get back before you get a set back and get clapped
That's it and that's that
Clef

Hold that
Take all dat and fall back
I kick too much ass
Kick ass
To rock jewels, rock Prada
F-ck Gucci shoes, Timbs mo hotta
We still grip arms Brook norm bound sh-t
The streets don't want that watered down sh-t
Fam, we clear the whole stage
You don't wannaa ride wit us
We got road rage

Now I'ma let my hood tell you
You're a masquerade
I bet you feedin the dogs
You're a masquerade
I thought we still and we rob
You're a masquerade
You're livin in a uh
You're livin in a masquerade

I'm hittin sixteen bars
A murder, real murder, baby
This ain't a façade
N¡ªgas pumpin they fist like they punchin at gods
Over ten years rippin MC
I bring it hard
Don't make me split yo chest and pull yo card
R&B singer the greatest and now barred
Cause he been feelin on booties of too young cuties
Got mo bombs left
You punk n¡ggas, we used to shake your pumpy hands
You'll have no arms left
You ain't a pimp
You ain't a mack
You keep b¡tches in the house all day
I keep em on the track
Drinkin cocoa and wearin long mink coats black
Hit em twelve-inch stilettos
Tappin through the ghetto
I can see it in your eyes
Little n¡ªgas you ain't a part of shakin n¡ggas hand, shakin n¡ggas heart
I keep the underground in shape
It never be soft
You wanna make it like them fat naked b¡tches turnin me off

Now I'ma let my hood tell you
You're a masquerade
I bet you feedin the dogs
You're a masquerade
I thought we still and we rob
You're a masquerade
You're livin in a uh
You're livin in a masquerade

Neary Paneary won't you take em to the Middle East

6. 1-800 Henchman

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Lyrics to 1-800 Henchman (Spoken Word) :
Yo this is Jimmy Henchman and you wouldn't wanna be in what I be in
Now if you want management, 1-800-Henchman, boy
Straight up on 93.1 Masquerade

7. You Say Keep It Gangsta

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Lyrics to You Say Keep It Gangsta :
Wyclef, Butch Cassidy, Sharissa
What up
Unnnnnh!
From the West Indies to the West Coast
Callabo
You say keep it gangsta

[Chorus: Wyclef] (Butch Cassidy)
But when the beef come, you're the first to run (YOU SAY KEEP IT GANGSTA)
Yo, that ain't your gun, it belongs to... (YOU SAY KEEP IT GANGSTA)
You roll with a hundred, but when the beef come don't nobody want it
(Gangster, la la la la, la la la la)

[Wyclef] (Butch Cassidy)
I want to dedicate this chant to my people locked down livin life in the yard
(KEEP IT GANGSTA)
Keep a shank boofed up in their tape just in case a thug wanna play hard
(KEEP IT GANGSTA)
All this ice-grillin talk bout you King of New York, now you wanna call a guard
(THAT AIN'T GANGSTA)
But it's too late when the guard show up cause your body's going straight to the morgue
(KEEP IT GANGSTA)

[Chorus: Wyclef] (Butch Cassidy)
But when the beef come, you're the first to run (YOU SAY KEEP IT GANGSTA)
Yo, that ain't your gun, it belongs to... (YOU SAY KEEP IT GANGSTA)
You roll with a hundred, but when the beef come don't nobody want it
(...GANGSTER)

[Butch Cassidy] (Wyclef & Sharissa)
I wanna dedicate this jam to the ladies holdin spots when they fellows lock down
(KEEP IT GANGSTA)
Keep a glock in they pocket blowin shots till they pray I'm in town
(KEEP IT GANGSTA)
And to the snitch that ratted on rich the streets got you 16 rounds
(THAT AIN'T GANGSTA)
But theres only one place for a gully rat, six feet under the ground
(YOU SAY KEEP IT GANGSTA)
I'm gon keep it gangsta
(YOU SAY KEEP IT GANGSTA)
La la la la, la la la la
(YOU SAY KEEP IT GANGSTA)

[Chorus: Wyclef] (Butch Cassidy)
You roll with a hundred, but when the beef come don't nobody want it
(...GANGSTER)

(Butch Cassidy)
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
Yo, stop with the posin
Y'all ain't really holdin
I'm about to open, a chapter of the Omen
Casket, closin, bodies, frozen
I've, been chosen, y'all forsaken
Ante up, so the chains get taken
Flash backs of the rock season in the making
Ain't no more MC'n, ice is just gleamin
And you wonder why you got robbed, cause your life had no meaning, fake gangsta
(YOU SAY KEEP IT GANGSTA)

[Chorus: Wyclef] (Butch Cassidy)
But when the beef come, you're the first to run (YOU SAY KEEP IT GANGSTA)
Yo, that ain't your gun, it belongs to... (YOU SAY KEEP IT GANGSTA)
You roll with a hundred, but when the beef come don't nobody want it
(...GANGSTER)
Nobody, nobody, nobody
(YOU SAY KEEP IT GANGSTA)

[Sharissa] (Butch Cassidy)
Now what would you do if Henchman's came for you? (GANGSTA)
9 out of 10 times you would flea your crew (GANGSTA)
So people your lying say you running these streets (YOU SAY KEEP IT GANGSTA)
You better watch out cause they have heat (GANGSTA)
Now what would you do if Big Jack came for you? (GANGSTA)
9 out of 10 times you would leave your crew (GANGSTA)
So people your lying say you running these streets (GANGSTA)
You better watch out cause they have heat

[Butch Cassidy]
Gangsta
I'm gonna keep it gangsta
You say keep it gangsta
La la la la, la la la la
You say keep it gangsta
Gangsta
You say keep it gangsta

8. Party Like I Party

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Lyrics to Party Like I Party :
Yo it's a lot a tension on this dance floor right now
A lot a thugs
A lot a thugettes
A lot a sets
A lot a projects
A lot a hungry people
I can't take this pressure no more
I gotta scream for the people, man

Ay
Ay

Chorus
To my killers in the club wit the burners that be screamin out blow
Ain't no need to shoot tonight
To my ladies that be shakin they ass to that Wyclef sound
We gon get in crunk tonight
To my ballers and my ballettes that be comin to the party high style
Y'all better watch y'all jewels tonight

If you smoke like I smoke in your high life everyday
I'm talkin bout Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Yo you don't wanna beef cause if I pull artillery
You and your man'll be sorry
Cause I ain't come for war
I just came to dance
So grab a shorty
Let's party today
You and I know that you can't win
That's why you standin by the bouncer for protection
Clef ain't the one for the testin
You better off steppin before I clay your section
Anyway
Back to the girls that keep it movin
Teflon keep it groovin
We got you in the mood-n
After the club we can take a ride
I got this new G5 on dubs outside
Yo you can call your crew and I can call my crew and we could do this every weekend
Cause if you party like I party dem niggas call 911 everyday
I'm talkin bout Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday

Chorus

If you ain't from my hood you get robbed like every day
I'm talkin bout Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Anyway
Now the night is through girl what you wanna do
Like Bubba Sparxxx let's get ugly
You and I know that you want this
So tell your girls follow us in they Lexus
Back to the Delano, the W, the Sheraton, the Mondrian
It's the after party
If you drink like I drink then you drunk like everyday
I'm talkin bout Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday

Ay yo, Clef, pass dem keys dog
You toe down, baby

Ay
Ay
Chorus

If you smoke like I smoke then you high like everyday
I'm talkin' bout Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday

9. Oh, What A Night

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Lyrics to Oh, What A Night :
[Intro: Wyclef]
It's funny how the Earth rotates, man you never know what's
going to happen, ya know mean?
All I said was "Aiight, I got this chiki bang bang dang da dang"
Then it all got it started for me, man
Yo, man I'm just getting back from the tour, man
What it be like, man?
Yo, bust it, turn me up
Somebody told me if you can make in New York City, man, you can
make it anywhere else, man
Somehow I believe that shhhh

[Chorus] (Wyclef)
Oh, what a night
Late December, 1993 (what happened?)
Who thought he would rule the industry?
What an MC on the grind

[Wyclef]
Yo, I ain't always have whips, I ain't always have yachts
I ain't always have chips, I ain't always have rocks
Matta fact I was a grimey little negro
Who said if music didn't work, I'd sell diesel
What cha'll thought, I wasn't raised in the projects?
First of the month waitin for that PA check
Lived on the first floor
Were so poor that if you rung the buzzer the roaches would answer the door (who is it?)
I went from boy to man in one night
When I saw my life flash like light from poltergeist
What made it worse, I couldn't speak English
But from his facial expressions, he wanted my Adidas
So hurry up and come out and play
I'll be damned if I leave bare-footed in this hallway
And I got big plans, so beg your pardon
Cause next year this time I'ma sell out the Garden

[Chorus]

[Wyclef]
Yo, yo, I ain't gonna brag and boast and say I did it all
But I'm the only rapper to play Carnegie Hall
The first rap group, video cost a million
First rapper to ever rep for the Haitians
And sa fa say, na boolay
Grammy night, we took 3 away
22 million sold, I can't believe this
There's still ain't a rapper alive who could achieve this
But I ain't satisfied, when back to my home contemplating
How could I become the next Quincy Jones?
That's when Jerry hit me up on the horn and said
"Clef, your on the cover of
the cover of The Source by The Rolling Stones"
No more struggling, good life we loving it
You could live it too, if you only publish it
So here we go, so what's the scenario?
I own so many cars that I'm renting 'em for videos

[Chorus]

10. Hot 93.1

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11. Pussycat

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Lyrics to Pussycat :
Pussycat, Pussycat I love you
Yes, I do
You and...

We gon send this one out to all the pussycats strugglin out there
Let's go

Chorus
Whoa, whoa, whoa
See dat pussycat
[Repeat three times]

Pussycat, lay back, take a sip of this yak
Feel me on this track
Girl let me spell out pussycat
You're the p-u-s-s-y-c-a-t
That's Clef in the drop Lex
Keep the prophylactics for safe sex
Manicure, pedicure, human hair from the Korean stores
Ghetto cats, got your back
I keep a gat for the alley cats
Sexy cat, rough cat
Doggy style on the floor mat
But make sure you wear your mitten
Or pay child support for your kitten

What's new pussycat
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Chorus

Hold up wait a minute
To all my hood kitties
Don't you pull your claws
There'll be none of that on the dance floor
For the battle cats
I got metaphors
You don't wanna test
You got sweaty paws
Which part you don't understand
Don't let it be another cat scan
Talk a ice when my shine reacts
I leave you blind wit a cataract

Ay yo

But did anybody see my bobcat
Anybody
It's been three weeks and we still haven't spoken
Oh, Lord
She found some mitten inside of my glove compartment
I said it wasn't mine
She said I was one cat that was lyin
So hey kitty-kitty meet me in the city
You know dogs we always on the gritty gritty
Freaky deaky in the pretty puddy-puddy
So baby girl let me ride the pony pony

What's new pussycat
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Chorus x 3

Yo where my freaky cats ready to do anything
Put the blind fold on
Girl let me feel your tongue ring
Bling
Now I'ma quick cat
Before your mama get back cat
Let me hit this with the quickness
Feel my physical I'm fitness

Ay, baby turn the A/C on
It's hot up in here
The way I stroke your fur
I make you wanna pur
Up in here
Sweat's coming down your back
Like drops of rain
Say my name
Say my name, baby

Chorus

To all my independent cats raisin kittens on through own their own
Oh, hold your own girl
And to all my stray kittens
I got plenty mittens
And we can get it on, yeah
All night long
All night long
All night long

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

12. Midnight Lovers

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Lyrics to Midnight Lovers :
For midnight lovers only
A slow jam exclusive
Hot 93.1

13. Two Wrongs

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Lyrics to Two Wrongs :
(feat. Claudette Ortiz)

[WYCLEF speaking (Claudette)]
(Oooh)
I'm just sittin here playing the guitar (Oooh)
(City High.. Claudette.. Wyclef)

[VERSE 1]
[WYCLEF:]
Excuse me, if you see me screaming
Deep in my mind, i'm only dreaming
cuz if i wake girl, and you're not by my side
i'd feel like half of me, is no longer alive
so please shorty, before you walk out that door
would you listen to my song

[CLAUDETTE:]
if only, i give you one last chance
with the devil, you can no longer dance
you got to be faithful, so we could be fruitful
build a family, and follow god faithfully
so just before i want to reply, i might listen to your song

[WYCLEF:]
ooh, before you walk out that door, listen

[CHORUS]
[WYCLEF:]
they say two wrongs don't make it right ((don't make it right))
So if i'm wrong i ain't trying to fight
I'm trying to have some dinner with some candlelight ((yeeahh))
lay up in the bed and make love all night
[CLAUDETTE:]
So papi I wont leave, maybe i'll just stay
you promise me that you'll do the same

[Wyclef ((Claudette)):]
girl i'ma love you like i never love
((touch me like you never touch me))
yo if you give me the chance girl
((yeah baby))
I'm gonna show you

[VERSE 2]
[CLAUDETTE ((Wyclef)):]
I'm gonna say ((i understand))
that i forgive you
and i aint gonna forget
that you brought me ?? ((baby, baby, baby))

[WYCLEF:]
But i have grown
from a thug to a man
Build my castle with bricks
and no longer with sand
Oh Girl

[Claudette:]
And just, before I want to reply, baby
I might listen to your song

[Wyclef:]
Ooh, before you walk out that door, listen

[CHORUS 2]
[WYCLEF:]
they say two wrongs don't make it right ((don't make it right))
So if i'm wrong i ain't trying to fight ((i don't wanna fight))
I'm trying to have some dinner with some candlelight ((yeeahh))
lay up in the bed and make love all night
[CLAUDETTE:]
So papi I wont leave, maybe i'll just stay
you promise me that you'll do the same

[Wyclef ((Claudette)):]
and i'ma love you like i never love
((touch me like you never touch me))
yo if you give me the chance girl
I'm gonna show you

[BRIDGE]
[Claudette:]
I'm so used to the pain that I
Can't see the sunshine no more
I'm so used to the pain that the
the sickness feels like the cure

[Wyclef ((Claudette)):]
Ay, but if only you gave me
the keys to your soul
and let me in
i'm gonna love you
over ((over)), and over ((over)) again

[Wyclef & Claudette:]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

[CHORUS 3]
[WYCLEF:]
they say two wrongs don't make it right ((don't make it right))
So if i'm wrong i ain't trying to fight ((i don't wanna fight))
I'm trying to have some dinner with some candlelight ((ohhh))
lay up in the bed and make love all night ((make love to me))
[CLAUDETTE:]
So papi I wont leave, maybe i'll just stay
but promise me that you'll do the same

[Wyclef ((Claudette)):]
and i'ma love you like i never love
((touch me like you never touch me))
yo if you give me the chance girl
I'm gonna show you
((Show me, yeahhh))
I won't stay around the block no more
I'll come home early girl I promise

14. Instant Request

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Lyrics to Instant Request :
Masquerade, 93.1, this is Big E
Who goes there

Hello, yes, am I on the air

Fo sho, live and clear, baby

Hi, this is Kwaliah, I would like to request a song

Make it quick or get the click, mama

I wanna hear I'm a th, what's that shh
That Thug Like Me, Kwa

Alright Instant Request, Masquerade Hot 93.1, baby

15. Thug Like Me

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Lyrics to Thug Like Me :
This joint right here
It goes out for the fellas
Creepin in the lady's home when they man ain't home
Ladies help me say

Chorus
If you ain't treatin your girlfriend right
Trust me when I tell you this
One day you won't be missed
Someone will replace your kiss
You wanna be hardcore
Like the rapper Jadakiss
Or a thug like me will be up in your house
Cookin breakfast in the morning
I know you heard these words before
But you never heard em quite like this
You gon find yourself livin all by yourself
Who woulda ever thought wit a stranger she would share her wealth
Now a stranger like me is lyin under her sheets

This is a warning red alert emergency
If you can't find your girl that means she's here wit me
She said you had an argument
So I brought her roses
You know what comes next when the door closes
You don't like her smile
So you treat her foul
You only give her attention when I'm on the prowl
And now your guilty conscience got you actin wild
And now you wanna flip mode like you Busta Rhymes

Chorus

This is a warning red alert emergency
If you can't find your girl she's at work wit me
Yo we eatin brunch while you havin lunch
You don't even call to see what she wants
You don't like her smile so you treat her foul
You only give her attention when I'm on the prowl
And now your guilty conscience got you actin wild
And now you wanna flip like you Busta Rhymes

Chorus

This is a warning
It's a radar warning
My dogs I'm talking to you right now
You need to hold her and console her
Never, never, never be afraid to tell her that you love her

Chorus

Get on the phone and call your girlfriend right now
You shoulda listened to her
Shoulda listened to her
You shoulda listened to her
Shoulda listened to her
Oh, you should listen to her
Sometimes you should listen to her
Take her out for dinner
Shoulda listened to her
Take her to the movies
Shoulda listened to her
She lookin groovy
Shoulda listened to her
That kinda girl ready
Shoulda listened to her
Yo you should listen to her
Shoulda listened to her
Sometimes just listen to her
Shoulda listened to her
Listen to her
Shoulda listened to her
Sometimes just listen to her
Shoulda listened to her

16. Daddy

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Lyrics to Daddy :
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
I'm sure y'all heard about my dad
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
This one goes out for everybody that lost somebody
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
Be strong
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy

Now I understand what Scarface meant
When he said I never seen a man cry till I seen a man die
Never in my deepest thoughts that I would imagine
I would be the one carrying a coffin
Yo I feel like a orphan even though I got a mom
I'm the first born so I gotta play strong
Memories of the past bout when we cried when we laughed
It makes it hard, dad, for me to finish write this paragraph
I remember when we all shoved snow frost bites and all
Temperature forty below
You used to call me lazy cause I said it was too cold
But you would go in the crib fix me a fresh cup a cocoa
I can't front
I wish there was a sequel of the sixth sense
So I could see dead people
I'm so hurt, dad
I can't cry no more
But I know that you're knockin on heaven's door
Peace
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
Rest in peace, dad
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
All my people live on
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
Rest in peace, dad
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy

Look into my eyes
Realize I'm the same man my father was
Y'all can tell by my Pink Cadillac
The way I clean my ride
Old grim tilted to the side
But what I loved most was when the God philosophize
About the philosophies of life in its reality
Keep the right mentality
Don't fall into vanity
Sometime I feel like he standin watchin over me
Whisperin in my ear, baby boy, I'm still here
I heard him said I'm the shadow right beside you
And if you confused, son, I'm there to guide you
And even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I fear no evil
For the Lord is wit me
But don't forget that your mom's in your hands
You two were so close
That I finally understand
And here's a message to your brothers and your sisters
I'ma miss em
No matter what I'ma be wit em
Peace

Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
To my dad, rest in peace
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
I guess I'll see you at the resurrection
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
To all my people that lost somebody
Da--a, daddy, daddy, daddy
Put the lighters in the air
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
Oh, daddy
Oh, daddy
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
Oh, yeah, yeah
I need you, daddy
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
Oh, oh
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
Daddy
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy

17. Knockin' On Heaven's Door

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Lyrics to Knockin' On Heaven's Door :
I remember playin my guitar in the projects
Playin in the PJ's
A product of the environment
Pour some liquor for those who passed away
I told my mom I'ma get up out of da hood
Mama
My dad taught me the American dream, baby
You can be anything that you wanna be
If I did it y'all could do it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Mama, take these guns away from here
Mama, I can't shoot them anymore
Cease fire
I feel a dark cloud coming over
So poor, so dark
It feels like I'm knockin on the heaven's door

To Biggie Smalls and Tupac
Knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
Hip hop
To Freaky Ty and Big Heavy
Lost boy
Knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
Yeah
And to the Princess Aaliyah
We're knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
To my brother Big Pun
Terror Squad
We're knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
Oh Lord, Oh Lord

Would someone take these guns away from here
Take these guns from the street, Lord
I can't shoot my brothers anymore
I seen a thug cry
I feel a dark cloud coming over me
Over me
It feels like
It feels like I'm knockin on the heaven's door
So sing along street children

We're knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
And to my daddy that passed away
Rest in peace
Knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
To the god, Fred Jordan, we're
And put the Fugees on
Knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
To my people doin time
We're
Locked up
Knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door

Crypts and Bloods, Latin peace
Please just chill wit the violence
Though even though I know that the bad boy move in silence
I'm asking y'all please chill wit the violence
Said even though I know that the gangsters move in silence
Whoa
We're knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
To my people in the Twin Tower
We're knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
And to my soldiers in the Pentagon
We're knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
New York
New York
New York
New York
New York
Mama
To my people in the streets
I'm talkin to you now
Please put down your heat
Oh Lord
To my brothers that's on the corner
Oh God
Ay get out quick or you too will be knockin on heaven's door

18. Eulogy

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Lyrics to Eulogy :
If you could see them
The bullet riddle brothers you thought were brave
The thugs, the gangstas
If you could hear them right now as they knock on heaven's door
They would tell you straight up
Stop the sh-t
The shootin, the bangin
Too many tears
Too many wakes
Too many twenty-five to lifes
And wake up
They're up there right now talkin to you in tongues of fire
For the love of life
Stop it
Yo, if you don't stop, I'm gonna get you before you get yourself

This has been Philipe Luciano broadcasting live on Hot 93.1 Masquerade
Holla

20. War No More

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Lyrics to War No More :
Light is in the air right now
Two thousand and two rebel music
The saga continues
Listen, children

What's the problem in Manhattan
Every ten men they look like Bin Laden
So I have problems when I go to the airport
First thing they do they wanna ask me for my passport
The said Wyclef we love the Fugees the score
But did anybody give you any strange package to bring on board
I was like ¡®no'
Here comes your national guards
This look like a scene from the movie Star Wars
One foot in, one foot out standing in the airplane
I'm on tour
I'm on my way to Japan
First class, dark shades
Let the fuschia out bed
I want to sleep but keep my eyes on the thingy pit
Why just think they stay target- the pilot
We gonna take over the plane
Like the Los Angeles riot
Riot
Riot
The Middle East
The Middle East
The street pack more heat than the Middle East
The Middle East
The Middle East
When will the violence sleep in the Middle East
The Middle East
The street pack more heat than the Middle East
The Middle East
The Middle East
When will the violence
Say peace
Say peace
We don't want no war no more
Let me hear the streets
Peace, oh peace
We don't want no war no more
Let me hear the Middle East now
Peace, now peace, oh peace, oh peace
We don't want no war no more
Let me hear the USA say peace
Say peace
Lord, peace
We don't want no war no more

We don't want no war no more
We don't want no war no more
We don't want no war no more
We don't want no war no more
We don't want no war no more
We don't want no war no more

Ay, peace
Oh peace
We don't want no war no more
No, no let me hear you say
Peace, peace,
Say peace, say peace
We don't want no war no more
No, no, no, no
Say peace, oh peace
We don't want no war no more
No more riots
Riots
riots
Riots
Riots
Riots
Riot

21. Mix Show

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Lyrics to Mix Show :
We gon send this out for every street DJ
This is somethin for the mix shows
Mix shows

You don't wanna go outside
Because the thugs are outside
They bustin slugs outside
So you don't wanna go outside

Let's go
Uh, I'm outside lookin in
I could feel it through the wind
From the streets' shore
I could see the shark's fin
They ain't eat nuttin in a week
And they hunger is the reason why the blood drips on the concrete
So run your juice
Pit bulls drew
They gon shoot you in the head so what good is your bullet proof
Unless your bullet proof-la what's your affiliation
You just a rat handin out information
You wanna run and said Clef took my paper
Clef ain't take your paper
Clef is just a narrator
Think I'm a singer
I'ma have you call a operator
911 now you breavin through a respiratior
All dat gun-clappin yappin meet me outside
You never seen a ghost until you seen the other side
So think before you speak or blood is go leak
You shouldn't have no problems understandin
I ain't speakin Greek

I need a hundred grand
And I ain't talkin bout no candy bar
Take over your strip like it's Candahar
You gonna see so much red you think your man on Mars
That concrete that's under your feet gon land on hard
I got gooms that stand on guard
Post up waitin wit the toaster
Hit you from close up
Bare face
No black mask
No silencers
On the burners everybody hear da gat blast
Bodies found chopped up in black bags inside incenerators
I got power like generators
Slugs wit names on it
The message I send to haters
In my hood I'm know as a menace to neighbors
Me and my men for paper
We don't fear the morgue
Only thing we afraid of is we scared to starve
You can't stop the shine
Play a black cloud in my dollar signs and be a victim of a violent crime
For real

The flows is death defyin
Act real and ya neck be flyin
Brains and guts like I was savin private Ryan
Test the iron
And I show you a wall, cat
That's filled wit bodies
See where your balls at, if you all dat
And I show a wall, cat, that's filled wit bodies
And yours could be the next
Number 19, erased out the projects
I progress everyday I'm livin this life
I won't stop till I'm buried, dog
I'm livin it right
Just gimme the price and I'm willin to take a chance
I keep it ass hard
Cause this sh¡ª in my pants
And if you wanna dance you need to jump to these lyrics
You feelin the physical form as well as the spirit
Don't try to compare it
Just listen and love to hear it
And if it's fire you know not to come near it
I keep it flame broil enough to make your brains boil
Put you in a stash where nobody could say they saw you

Check, G.O.D. put it down like it's burnin hot
Execute you on the spot no warnin shot
Comin Timothy McVay I burn down your block
First I kick in your door cause in war we don't knock
I got no competition
Only man that could see me is the man in the mirror
Keep wishin
Keep fishin
Get a hundred and fifty stitches
Your last rights
Last meal
Last wishes
This is summin for the mix shows
They call me most honorable, most knowledgeable
Toast bottles in blue
The hydropronic goose
I spit ten words blow you to molecules
I'm under your skin cells and your hair follicles
It's the jewel
Whatever I could see I could be
I saw hip-hop became a MC
Then I saw the streets became a OG
Then I learn to see myself became G.O.D.

We get them packs off often
I'm on da block where it's scorchin
The life that I live'll make you nauseous
Most of our n¡ggs see a coffin
Most of our ¨Cish see abortions
Of course we are lost in the circle of Karma
This is summin for the mix shows
Where you and your mama, grandmama, and great-grandmama live out the same drama
Where you and your father, father's fathers, great and fore fathers felt horror like no tomorrow
I'm from United Snakes, the country of crime
The city look ¨Cish they changed the skyline
And it's us against swine and they loosin they mind
In the van with my grind
And thirst to gimme time
I'ma ball or get signed or bang and take mine
My design's undefined
I'm clearly one of a kind
It's best you realize only the fittest survive
For cowards it's suicide so don't come outside

You don't wanna come outside
Masquerade
Its Blaques outside
Fam and Prolific, we all outside
So you don't wanna come outside
Refugee

Ay, yo we gon send this out for every street DJ that ain't getting no real radio airplay
You know I mean
That's comin on the radio at one o'clock in da mornin
That got da streets on lock

This generation!

22. MVP Kompa

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Lyrics to MVP Kompa :
Men Wyclef

Gadé Elizabetch faché
Elizabeth pas faché non
Li di sé pa ou ké li vlé
Sé nèg tèt gren lap tan
Li di sé bab boy yo lap tan
Li renmen dreadlocks yo
Pou li kapab dansé
Li renmen jan nou mixé

[Chorus:]
Kompa direc direc direc
Nou mixé'l avec on ti reggae reggae reggae
Aprè sa nou mété hip-hop sou li
Lévé men nou si nou représenté pou Haiti
Encor, encor, kompa direc direc direc
Nou mixé'l avec on ti jagon
n-ga-gap, n-gué-gue, n-gou-gou
n-ga-gap, n-gué-gue, n-gou-goooooou
Ééééééééééyyyyy
Men yo, men yo
Men MVP yo
Most Valuable Player
Sé pa basketball nap joué
Sé kompa nap maté
Men non, Men non
Men MVP a
Most Valuable Player
Sé pa football nap joué
Sé kompa nap maté

Gadé jan tout moun conten
Kan kou lè ou jwen chèk ou vendredi
Papa'm té kon travaille nan yon factory
Pendan mon onc Reynold tap joué
New York, New York, New York, New York, New York
City, City

[Chorus]

Blow, blow, blow
Nou pa pè
Vin ak zam
Nou pa pè
Sé dansé
Nou vin dansé
Belle fi
Nou vin caressé
Si-vou-plè
Avancé
Sé fété
Nou vin fété
Ou pa palé kreyol
Ou palé anglè:
Yo dog let me tell you like this
Get out of my face or i'm a bust your ass
You heard

Pali, Boulova

Wyclef ak Gérald vini ak MVP kompa
Digital pa a la mod encor

On y va
Nou pa pè, nou pa pè
Nou pa pè, nou pap janm pè
Nou pa pè, nou pa pè
Nou pa pè, nou pap janm pè
Nèg Brooklyn, yo pa pè
Nèg Miami, yo pa pè
Nèg Cité-Soleil, yo pa pè
Dérespeté nou nap météw en ba tè
Nou pa pè, Jacmel pa pè
Jérémie nou konnin nou pa pè
Pétionville, Croix-des-Bouquets pas pè
Canada nou konnin nou pa pè
Koté Brooklyn, Brooklyn pap janm pè
New Jersey, New Jersey pap janm pè
L'Artibonite nou konnin nou pa pè
Gonaïves nou konnin nou pa pè
Aux Cayes, Au Cap pap janm pè
Kot moun Jacmel yo, yo pa pè
Saint-Marc, nou pa pè
Port-au Priiiiiince!!!!!!

An-mwé, m'cwè Ti-Jo mouri
Sa lap fè la é minui li yé la oui mé zanmi

Zombi, barré yo
Barré Ti-Jo, mé zanmi, barré-l
Zombi, barré yo
Lévé men nou, Lévé men nou,
Lévé men nou, Lévé men nou
Zombi, barré yo
Barré Ti-Jo pou mwen, mé zanmi
Zombi, barré yo

Woy, sé Wyclef mé zanmi
Woy, depui m'piti mon onc Reynol té montré'm mizik sa tandé
Coupé Cloué
Ti-Mano
Raymond Jean-Baptiste
Papa'm pat vlé m'tandé bagay sa non
Gen moun ki di m'fè on plak kompa
M'fè on lot men li, men li, men li

Bon, bagay digital la pa a la mod tandé
Style kompa no jou a yo rélé'l MVP
Most Valuable Player
Si sé pa kompa MVP nap joué
Nou pa vlé tandé'l tandé
Nap ba nou on roche tandé messieurs
Ok tout moun ki daco ak kompa MVP an
Bay radio'ou volum
Si ou pa gen radio, al volè youn
Bal volum...

23. Ghetto Racine (Pj's Creole Mix)

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Lyrics to Ghetto Racine [Pj's Creole Mix] :
Haiti, I wanna welcome yall to West Indian day Parade (Sak pase)
This is my Carabanner, The PJ's Remix IN CREOLE let's Go!!

Ghetto Nou te fet nan ghettoooo (Kenbe zam nou)
Fok nout reprezante pou moun poooo (Pa tire Pa tire)
Paske si se pat pou moun poo
Nou pa tap janm konnen Wyclef

Mwen pa sou bo no
Mwen pa sou bo sud
Mwen pa sou bo les
Mwen pa sou Bo wes
Msou bo bel dam yo
Neg ki gen zam yo
Neg ki sere Bob Marley nan choset yo
Le police kenbe yo yo tire yo
Le imigrasyon pran yo yo depote yo
Neg kwa des bouke yo
Neg kap fe grimo
Yo di yo fe gri paske peyi pa gen lajan o
Peyi pa gen Lajan Kanaval Chak ane o
Lajan pou kanaval fok gen lajan pou manje o
Respekte bon dye oo
Domi avek Kwa sa oo
32 degre men mwen kay on mason o
Leternel est mon Bergee je ne make rien o
Menm si mkenbew nan foul la map epike ou avek kouto (anko)
(Poukisa)Pase nou pa respekte ble e te
Nou te fet nan ghetto kounyen kaynou gen elevator
Mezanmi Brooklyn bloke mezanmi gade li bloke
Canada Bloke mezanmi gade li bloke
Miami bloke mezanmi gade li bloke
Haiti bloke mezanmi gade li bloke

Ghetto mwen te fet nan ghetto
Fok mwen reprezant pou moun po
Pase si se pat pou moun po
Nou pa tanp janm konnen wyclef

Gade nan kwadebouke yo gen on nouvo zam yo rele Nou Pa care
Koman yo rele zam sa Nou pa care
Li tiye manman papa fre avek se
Lem pale ak zam la zam la dim li pa ke
Mwen di zam yo yap voyew nan lanfe
Zam lan di msye met pase li gen tan vizite lisife
Oh gade mysye kape rale zam li
Zam la pa menm bon pou di bonswa ak jesus
Pase Le wap rale se le sa nap tire
Le wap pale se kadav ou nap gade (anh anh anh)
Gwo gason nou pral antere o fon
Si se JAMES BOND ou ye aswe a nap touye espyon
Nou gen on nouvo zam yo rele nou pa care
Koman yo rele zam sa nou pa care
li tiye manman papa fre avek se
Lem pale ak zam la zam la dim li pa care
Vyolans nou pa vle mezanmi (nou pa vlel)
Foul la avanse mezanmi (Avansel)
Sivouple pinga pouse mezanmi (pinga nou pouse)
Siveye Lougawou yo aswe a yo anvi vole

Lase mwen pap janm bliye lase
Mwen te fet kwadesbouke
Paske si se pat pou AYITI
Nou patap janm konnen Wyclef

Leve men nou si no soti nan GHETTO
Kote dread lox yo ki te genyen AFRO
Kote ayisyen yo ki renmen manje Mango
Kote timoun piti yo kap jwe LAGO
Depi yo we Wyclef yo gen satisfaksyon
Yo renmen mesye a ki gen 12 televizyon
Mezanmi Playstation DVD li nan dwe nan jem
Le POLICE kenbe mwen se machin mwen yo vle gade
Gade on ayisyen ki soti an ayiti
Lem jwe Las Vegas yo relem Elvis Presley
Oh Oh yo banm on body guard ki soti an Italy
Men nou konnen wyclef pa janm mache san fizi
Mezanmi si li fe nwa map tire sou la lune
Paske nou konnen Wyclef Jean se Jean-Jacques Dessalines
Timoun nan ghetto pinga nou chanje channel
Bondye ap pwoteje nou kankou li pwoteje Danniel
Jeriko Jeriko Miray la kraze
Jeriko Jeriko Miray la kraze

Jeriko Jeriko Miray la kraze
Men gade miray e yo pa kraze

Mezanmi Ghetto nou te fet nan ghetto
Fok nou reprezante pou moun po
Paske si se pat pou moun po
Nou pa tap janm konnen Jerall

Mezanmi leve drapo nou mezanmi pi wo pi wo
Respekte refije yo pi wo pi wo
Nou konnen nou se MVP pi wo pi wo
Respekte rasin lan pi wo pi wo

MVP rasin,Bagay yo pral kontinye

Jeriko Jeriko Miray la kraze
Jeriko Jeriko Miray la kraze

Jeriko Jeriko Miray la kraze
Men gade miray e yo pa kraze
Woy woy woy back up back up
Jeriko Miray la kraze [10x]

Met yo di siw te la,laj pa tap mouri... enben kotel ye?

Laj sa, Leve nan tomb la [until fade]

The Preacher's Son, 2003

1. Intro

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Lyrics to Intro :
[Guitar...]

I tell yas
this is my last album Carnival
Gone Till November

[Guitar...]

A Lot Of Things Changed Man
The Whole World's In Panic Mode [little Girl Crying]
Come On Chill Out Angie
Let Daddy finish Writin'

[Guitar...] [Pencil Writing]

2. Industry

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Lyrics to Industry :
[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

3. Party To Damascus

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Lyrics to Party To Damascus :
(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]
(uh oh)
Yeah, hey yo Clef (oh)
(Wylcef: Uh huh)
Uh oh (uh oh), these motherfuckers ain't ready for this shit (oh)
(Wyclef: 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 Jerusalem
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 - singing: Bo habibi, Nishtage'a*) - 2X
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 make 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*)

4. Celebrate

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Lyrics to Celebrate :
(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

5. Baby Daddy

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Lyrics to Baby Daddy :
(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 ? ? ? 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 ? ? ? 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 ? ? ? 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 ? ? ? 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 ? ? ? 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

6. Three Nights In Rio

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Lyrics to Three Nights In Rio :
(feat. 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, aha ? 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 in the shade

When I was young they called me Robin Hood
Cos I stole from the rich and I gave to the poor
Went back home, mama whooped on I disagree
Said I'll be damned if I let you live like that
Meanwhile next door neighbors jumpin'
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, aha ? 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 in 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, aha ? 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 ? ?
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, follow and ?
Keep your head up, cos if I made it, you can make it too one day

Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses
No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence, aha ? 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 in the shade

It's too hot in New York man
It's too hot in New York man, ah
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
Y'all know better, let's go now

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

7. Class Reunion

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Lyrics to Class Reunion :
(feat. Monica)

[Monica]
It's a class reunion, you come home from the ATM (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
? 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 ? ? 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

8. Baby

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Lyrics to Baby :
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

9. I Am Your Doctor

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Lyrics to I Am Your Doctor :
(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....

10. Linda

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Lyrics to Linda :
(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 two men 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

11. Take Me As I Am

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Lyrics to Take Me As I Am :
(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 arm and 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)

12. Grateful

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Lyrics to Grateful :
[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

13. Next Generation

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Lyrics to Next Generation :
(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
For a lying ass but yo forgive us 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 stars, 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

14. Rebel Music

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Lyrics to Rebel Music :
(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 Guiness
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 ? ? then ? on Sadaam though
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 niggaz 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

15. Who Gave The Order

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Lyrics to Who Gave The Order :
(feat. Buju Banton)

I'm Buju Banton with the preacher's son

Who gave the orders
For them to go, alright
Who gave the orders
Martin was shut down, ah, alright
Who gave the orders
To drop the bomb, we wanna know
Who gave the orders
No refugees across the borders, yeah

Questions asked with no response, ey, Wyclef
Who's gonna answer
Where did all these guns come from, tell me, ey
Who's gonna answer
Feeding lies to our daughters and sons
But they will have to answer
Then what you gonna do when the Rastaman comes
Where you gonna run for cover

Looking through the window of my ire eyes
On this city filled with lies
Observing the people working so hard
Doing whatever it takes to get by
Then I look at myself and realize
That I was put here for a reason
Lord knows I've done my best and I've tried
We gon' keep trying

Who gave the orders
For them to go, Lord no
Who gave the orders
Martin was gunned down, oh
Who gave the orders
To drop the bomb, my God
Who gave the orders
No refugees across the borders, who

Questions asked with no response, ey, Wyclef
Who's gonna answer
Where did all these guns come from, tell me
Who's gonna answer
Feeding lies to our daughters and sons
They will have to answer
Then what they gonna do when the Rastaman comes
Where you gonna run for cover

Well what you gonna do, what you gonna do, what are you gonna do
Incarcerate a million and only free few
What was done to others, it shall be done to you
Open up your eyes and you will see the full view
Work all day, and you can't get raise in pay
Civilly bodies being taken away
I wonder what the voice of the people have to say
Stand up and defend your rights today

Who gave the orders, who gave the orders
For them to go
Who gave the orders
Martin was gunned down, Martin was gunned down, oh, Martin was gunned down
Who gave the orders, who gave the orders
To drop the bomb
Who gave the orders, who gave the orders
No refugees across the borders, no, no, no, no

Questions asked with no response, ey, Wyclef
Who's gonna answer
Where did all these guns come from, Wyclef, ah
Who's gonna answer
Telling lies to our daughters and sons
They will have to answer
Then what they gonna do when the righteous man comes
Where you gonna run for cover

16. Party By The Sea

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Lyrics to Party By The Sea :
Imma take u to a place
Where the trouble's im the base
Where everybody's fine
And ther's no color line
The only thing we see
Is the party by the sea
So lets call the refugee


Vole, Vole, Vole, Vole
Pompe, Pompe, Pompe, Pompe
Sote, Sote, Sote
Mete main nou anle. Met main nou anle (2 x's)

If u come from the Caribians
Lets show them how we do it
Throw your flagz in the air and wave it
Ladies while you shake it break it (2 x's)

17. Party To Damascus (Remix)

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Lyrics to Party To Damascus Remix :
(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]
(uh oh)
Yeah, hey yo Clef (oh)
(Wylcef: Uh huh)
Uh oh (uh oh), these motherfuckers ain't ready for
this shit (oh)
(Wyclef: 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 (echoes)
It goes, “Missy you hit me with the henny got me dizzy
like a lesbi
I heard you wear turtleneckses' to hide your hickies.”

I'm freaky, dickie, like Samantha 'Sex in the City'
Lookie, lookie here
I only came to party
Easy shorty, with one dance
I put you in a trance
Not a body experience
As time flies, we have fun
But I don't want it to pass
My total love gots you waiting like a whoop-lash
Hey (echoes)

[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 -
1,2,3,4
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 - singing: Bo habibi, Nishtage'a*) - 2X
It's official raise your glasses
Cause this party gonna go to Damascus

[Wyclef Jean]
Its me turn
I'm Mr. International
Cause when I move, everybody moves (Causto mi la'more
mi das-mi-yor)
That's was French, if I missed ya
You want Spanish y'all
All my guys grab two ladies now(Mi alas amigos puedos
dos senorita yo)
(Japanese lib)
Freakin' in Japanese shooting in the West Indies
Its breaking down, go and fetch the wrench
I'm suddenly all Jewish
And tossin' it up at a Bar-mitz-pha

[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 make 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*)

[Moderator]

Welcome To Haiti: Creole 101, 2004

1. Jean Dominique

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2. 24 E Tan Pou Viv

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:
(Feat. Muzion) Mwen tap rainmin konnin, date and played 'map mouri ... Yeah! Wyclef, Jean misie Refugee, Muzion If you had 24 hours to live, and you knew you were going to die what would you do that? [Wyclef] Yo, if he just left me 24 hours to live, I would see my mother to tell her she has me pupil, of her son, she can be proud Let me a thief, murderer She did not let me go, for that, I'm gonna kiss A kiss on the forehead and on the street I'm returned two hours and a half, I called Jerry Duplessis J'dit come looking for me, m'deposer In my Mam'selle in her dress she is so beautiful Wyclef'' she said, going to eat at Taptap.'' I told j'pas able because tomorrow Wannabe not! j'viens only thank you from the bottom of heart because with everything I made ​​you go you should have m'quitter, go somewhere else You're a beautiful woman, no need to cry When I'm gonna go, you can t'remarier Mwen tap rainmin konnin, date and played 'map mouri ... [Chorus] And if you had 24 hours to live Would you sing? Would you dance? Would you cry? Or said: oh no I wanna go away or says oh no I wanna go away! Imposs! Waddup Key? What you have done? [Imposs] What do you qu'Imposs avancont havens Let no cry, but now gives way to heaven Before qu'j'm'en go, be that j'vois nephew p'tit The kiss between the two eyes, one s'reverra if God wills. And Until the bowels must qu'tu t'battes Hombre! Life is a big cul-de-sac Ho! Ho, plus ca qu'j'vois be my lady unprotected sex, I want my baby qu't'aies! Check, when I was p'tit, j'tais crazy, too j'fesais disorders Now we laughs during qu'mommy us a Soul Food! With all my allies to the table I'll go away or is that j'vois palm trees and the beach ... Haiti! Mwen tap rainmin konnin, date and played 'map mouri ... [Chorus] J-Kyll, what have you done? [J-Kyll] That I have 24 hours, or it I have a lifetime Every second j'respire me out by 86,400 sheets a block under the stroke of midnight this ca life and let me t'dire that the challenge was to size Good bye! Do not cry if need j'men go. J'fly! J'rempli my mission or j'deraille. J'die! Lord forgive me my faults this ca life and let me t'dire the challenge was waist Bye! Do not cry my life if j'die. J'fly! The sun shines on my battlefields. So high! What the enemy vulnerabilities? ca This is life and let me t'dire that the challenge was to size Mwen tap rainmin konnin, date and played 'map mouri ... [Chorus x2] Hey yo Drama! Yeah Clef! What have you done? [Drama] I'm going 24 hours, manage by my mistakes talk to my parents and my sisters, talking about my meumeures If stop crying, I go in 'ghetto separate my Frerots, prepare a "Blo" I rammasse my minor prostitutes in toll Who put me off, an idea Boss, Philip, Ho! J'suis press j'saute of the neighborhood other to help the poor, y'e ten and eleven, SOMETIMES I'm gonna leave this world I set my watch to the alarm sound of my death, One time, at noon I'm gone! J 'I go with Jesus I'm gonna get dressed to go to church, Hop! Too late! I'm already in my grave! Mwen tap rainmin konnin, date and played 'map mouri ... [Chorus x2] Wyclef Jean, Muzion, Refugees, here we go! Let's go! Yeah!

3. President

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Lyrics to President :
Yeah,
Election times coming.
Who you going to vote for
C'yeah

[Chorus:]
If I was president,
I'd get elected on Friday, Assasinated on Saturday,
Buried on Sunday,
Then go back to work on Monday.
If I was president...(If you were president)
If I was president...(If you were president)
If I was president...(If you were president)

[Verse 1:]
Instead of spending billions on the war,I can use that money, so I could feed the poor.Cause,I know some so poor,when it rains thats when they shower. Screaming "Fight the Power".That's when the war should devour.

[Chorus:]
If I was president,
I'd get elected on Friday, Assasinated on Saturday,
Buried on Sunday,
Then go back to work on Monday.
If I was president...(If you were president)
If I was president...(If you were president)
If I was president...(If you were president)

[Verse 2:]
I know some soldiers they sleeping,but they can't dreaming, wake up with screaming,sounds abit succeading. So take this metal of honor for your bravery. I wish you the best kid, for you and your family.

[chorus:]
If I was president,
I'd get elected on Friday, Assasinated on Saturday,
Buried on Sunday,
Then go back to work on Monday.
If I was president...(If you were president)
If I was president...(If you were president)
If I was president...(If you were president)

[Verse 3:]
BUT THE RADIO WON'T PLAY THIS,
THEY CALL IT REBEL MUSIC.HOW CAN YOU REFUSE IT, CHILDREN OF MOSES? Tell the children the truth,the truth,its not all the bling thats diamond.Tell them the truth, the truth, Most of y'al are cuban smoking. Tell them the truth the truth yeah, Your soul is worth more then diamonds.

If I was president all blacks would have reparation, no segagation I would lead the nation,We would all hold hands, very week on the beach party by the sand.Word up. Take trips to ait force one don't need the shoe air force ones. Better schools in the hood better teachers for the making money, be paying them taxes. Finding fair sciencetist to come upwith an answer,I want a cure for aids and cancer But I got to watch my back sniper's on the hill with it still,Waiting to jf kill.

[Chorus:]
If I was president,
I'd get elected on Friday, Assasinated on Saturday,
Buried on Sunday,
Then go back to work on Monday.
If I was president...(If you were president)
If I was president...(If you were president)
If I was president...(If you were president)

I feel the rain coming let me play my guitar for them right now.

If you were president...
If you were president...
Refugees
If you were president...
If you were president...
If you were president...
If you were president.

4. Bicentennial

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Lyrics to Bicentennial :
(feat. Sweet Mickey)

[Wyclef Jean: Spoken]
Welcome To My Country

[Verse 1: Wyclef Jean]
Man,
When Its Cold In New York (Uh)
I Jump On My G4 (Yeah)
I Head Out To Haiti (Yeah)
Go Chill In The Caribbean
Sippin' Refugee Rum (Yeah)
Under The Coconut Tree (Yeah)
We Gonna Bounce The World With A New Dance From The Refugee

[Wyclef Jean: Spoken]
123
Lets Go

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
Every Body Do The Kompa
(All The Ways)
Every Body Do The Kompa
(Keep Your Hips In Place)
Every Body Do The Kompa
(2 Steps Get Closa)
Every Body Do The Kompa
(Wind Your Body Like You Know Her)
I See Y'all Do The Macarena
I See You Dance To The Salsa
I See You Move It To The Cha Cha (Slide)
Every Body Do The Kompa

[Hook:]
O Way O Way O
O Way O Way
O Way O Way O
O Way O Way
O Way O Way O
O Way O Way
O Way O Way O

[Bridge: Wyclef Jean]
Sweet Mickey Just Walked In The Dancehall 2night
(O Mickey,
You So Fine,
You So Fine,
You Blow My Mind,
Hey Mickey,
Hey Mickey,Mickey,Mickey,Mickey!)

[Verse 2: Sweet Mickey]
I Am The Ladies Man
With The Peoples Band
Every Time The Dj Play Us
People Jumping Up And Play Us
We Cant Wait To Dance
Thats When They Take On The Real Lance
[Wyclef Jean:]
So Leave Your Guns And Knives At Home
Refugees On The Right Peform

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
Every Body Do The Kompa
(All The Ways)
Every Body Do The Kompa
(Keep Your Hips In Place)
Every Body Do The Kompa
(2 Steps Get Closa)
Every Body Do The Kompa
(Wind Your Body Like You Know Her)
I See Y'all Do The Macarena
I See You Dance To The Salsa
I See You Move It To The Cha Cha (Slide)
Every Body Do The Kompa

[Hook:]
O Way O Way O
O Way O Way
O Way O Way O
O Way O Way
O Way O Way O
O Way O Way
O Way O Way O

[Sweet Mickey:]
Say
Milky Walked Into The Dance Hall 2night

[Verse 3:]
Im The Haitian Princess
With The Peoples Band
Every Time The Djs Play Us
People Jump Around And Pay Us
After Call Them Shades
Now Put Your Hands Up On My Waist
No Need To Come To The Altahome
And Wash Your Sins And Im On The Phone

[Bridge 2: Wyclef Jean]
We've Been Kicked,We've Been Stabbed,We've Been Shot
Lord We've Been Abbused
Lord Knows
[Together:]
Everytime They Throwus Down
We Stand Up And Hold Our Ground
Get It Right
Get It Right
Get Salsa,Sumba
What If I Told You It Came From Kompa

[Wyclef Jean:]
Fill My Culture
This Is The Blood And The Warrior From Haiti Yes More

[Sweet Mickey:]
This Is The Bicentennial

[Sweet Mickey:]
Ehh,Lakay
Ehh,Lakay
Nou Pwale Fete Moin
Lakay Nou Pwal Fete
Mama Kou Mama
Lakay Nou Bwal Fete Wo
Lakay Nou Bwal Fete

[Wyclef Jean:]
Right, Left
Right, Left
All My Soldiers
Câmon, Câmon

[Together:]
La,La,La,La,La
La,La,La,La,La
[Wyclef Jean:]
L'eve Main Nou Anlé Mezamni
Chanté Avec Nou Mezamni
La,La,La,La,La
La,La,La,La,La,La,La
Even If You Cant Understand
Let Me See You Rock Wit The Band

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
Every Body Do The Kompa
(All The Ways)
Every Body Do The Kompa
(Keep Your Hips In Place)
Every Body Do The Kompa
(2 Steps Get Closa)
Every Body Do The Kompa
(Wind Your Body Like You Know Her)
I See Y'all Do The Macarena
I See You Dance To The Salsa
I See You Move It To The Cha Cha (Slide)
Every Body Do The Kompa

[Hook:]
O Way O Way O
O Way O Way
O Way O Way O
O Way O Way
O Way O Way O
O Way O Way
O Way O Way O

[Bridge: Wyclef Jean]
Sweet Mickey Just Walked In The Dancehall 2night
(O Mickey,
You So Fine,(The Record About To Get Stupid)
You So Fine,(Its About To Get Stupid)
You Blow My Mind,(Lets Stop)
Hey Mickey)

[Ending:]
This Is Ancito!
The World Famous(The World Famous)!

5. Generation X

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6. Party By The Sea

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7. Haitian Mafia

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8. Le Ou Marye

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9. Fistibal-Festival

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10. La Bamba

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11. Bay Micro'm Volume

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12. Proud To Be African

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13. Douce

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14. Lavi New York

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15. Famn Kreyol

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16. Nou Va Rive

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17. President |2|3 (Hidden Track)

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Carnival Vol. II: Memoirs Of An Immigrant, 2007

1. Intro

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Lyrics to Intro :
[Guitar...]

I tell yas
this is my last album Carnival
Gone Till November

[Guitar...]

A Lot Of Things Changed Man
The Whole World's In Panic Mode [little Girl Crying]
Come On Chill Out Angie
Let Daddy finish Writin'

[Guitar...] [Pencil Writing]

2. Riot (Trouble Again)

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Lyrics to Riot :
(feat. Serj Tankian & Sizzla)

[Wyclef:] Yo Serj, pass me that lighter...
[Serj:] Here you go man

Yeah... yeah

[Both:] Yeah

[Serj:] The power is smiling through the battle field...

The break is over man
I'm fat with the ink pen
Like Ali Boom Bayay
Okay I'm on my second wind
Used to roll dice when the love was on my side, man
Four, five, six walked away with the Grammy
Seen many blocks turn to the Twilight Zone
D.A. on a case like Sherlock Holmes
My old high school sweetheart started sniffin' a bone
For the right bag she deep blow deeper than the baritone
I caught you off guard, this verse is unexpected
Check it
Like when I rhyme don't big punch wreck it
Check it
I got a swagger that cut any rapper mind over matter
Lyrical dagger like alcohol I got pull your liver

Quiver, shiver body temperature can found in Hudson River
Deliver a message to your miss you won't be commin' over
And if you on a street tonight
See that refugee local
We beam around the world like satellite

[Chorus:]
It's the hip hop boys, turn your radio down
It's the rock and roll boys, turn your radio down
It's the reggae boys, turn your radio down
Neighbors mind your business

It's a riot... Trouble (commin') again, your body's getting nervous
See we're trouble (commin') again, body so unconscious
You see we're trouble (commin') again, your body's getting nervous
See we're trouble (commin') again, body so unconscious

[Sizzla:]
Come rock with me
I got the music on the block with me
Come chill on the spot with me

I'm just laughin' 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 Soloman

Don't be nervous
I'm your guardian angel, I know you're nervous
And if I look at you now
If I should make it
Believe me
I leave you, show you how to make it

Pump up high
N M I
Double S - I
S - S - I
P - P - I
Three peace child
Want to see me die
So the heaven's get cry

[Chorus:]
It's the hip hop boys, turn your radio down
It's the rock and roll boys, turn your radio down
It's the 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

[Chorus:]
It's a riot... trouble (commin') again, your body's getting nervous
See we're trouble (commin') again, anybody so unconscious
You see we're trouble (commin') again, your body's getting nervous
See we're trouble (commin') again, anybody so unconscious

[Wyclef (Serj):]
Let's go to Texas...
Driving wreckless
Police stop me
Ask me for my license
(Oh yeah)
Registration so I played him some Elvis
He let me go
Then I lit on the challas
I said if things don't change
We headed for the Armageddon
Armageddon
And the great dragon with seven heads ten horns
At the Armageddon
Listen to the choired church...

Oooh
Oooh
Oooh

[Serj:]
The matterings of all matter
Masters and their extended batters
Internet intelligence firm
Investments for the natural world
Their divestments
Truth is knowledge
Although bipolar 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 propencity 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

[Chorus:]
It's the hip hop boys, turn your radio down
It's the rock and roll boys, turn your radio down

[Serj:] Power is smiling through the battle field...

[Chorus:]
(It's a riot)
See we're trouble (commin') again, your body's getting nervous
See we're trouble (commin') again, the body's so unconscious
You see we're trouble (commin') again, your body's getting nervous
See we're trouble (commin') again, the body's so unconscious

3. Sweetest Girl (Dollar Bill)

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Lyrics to Sweetest Girl (Dollar Bill) :
(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 Wu 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 a thug
For 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 Wu 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...

[Chorus: Akon (x2)]
Cos' I'ma tell you like Wu 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?

4. Welcome To The East

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5. Slow Down

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Lyrics to Slow Down :
(feat. T.I.)

Ten nine eight seven six five four three two one

we cry for peace (uh huh)
but we live for war
when you start the wire taps
down in baltimore (but im still slangin brigs where i live)

some time she love me
some time she love me not (doin ten now my girl turnin tricks at the crib)

evil lurks
in the heaven 'neath the skys

i seen two birds
crashin thru to new york giants

i wish katrina spoke french at the quarters in new orleans

please dont rain on my people

whered the hope go
whered the hope go
i see the whole world turnin to a war zone (what)

aint no love in the city (that right)
keep your vest on
guns and roses welcome to the jungle
on the flip side she's shakin' her back side (shake it for me)
thats the only way tuiton gon' come by
he got a crush on mary jane
unless you got
she aint doin her thing

you know you gotta slow down
young girl
unless you slow down somebody gon' crash
come on you know you need to
slow down
young girl
unless you slow down somebody gon' crash

if you livin in the street
you know you livin free
and if you aint you doin time like me
thugs with the heat are the coldest ones to meet
we flyin high but still cant touch the sky
with all the conspiracy you doin ten at the least

6. King & Queen

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Lyrics to King & Queen :
(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)

7. Fast Car

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Lyrics to Fast Car :
(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]

8. What About The Baby

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Lyrics to What About The Baby :
(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]

9. Hollywood Meets Bollywood (Immigration)

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Lyrics to Hollywood Meets Bollywood (Immigration) :
(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]

10. Any Other Day

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Lyrics to Any Other Day :
(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

11. Heaven's In New York

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Lyrics to Heaven's In New York :
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

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 homies at the gentleman club
After that hit, man, I sucked
As a quarterback remember getting sacked
Man, almost broke my back

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

12. Selena

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13. Touch Your Button Carnival Jam: Let Me Touch Your Button / Rouge Et Bleu

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Lyrics to Touch Your Button Carnival Jam: Let Me Touch Your Button / Rouge Et Bleu / Carnival :
Rouge et Bleu 4x
toute kote nou pase yape di rouge et bleu
gen sa ki panike yape rele pompie
man pa gen pompie ki ka eten du feu sa
nan tanpete, eclair, l'orage
ti moun'yo nou pa bezoin fe sovage
negre ki te vole tenis pou mamwe yo se domage
yon lot negre vole'l nan pre'l
li tire'l ak gro sa'm

(wo'y) yon vendredi apres midi
nan yon tv on avion pase
li lage yon malet blan
manman panse se farine
lal lakay pou'l fe labouwi
ti moun yo mange'l yo mouri
rouge et bleu 4x

gende le mwen krie pou rouge et blue
gen sa ki pran bato bato'a maque rouge et blue
yo rive Miami yo voye yo tounin
rouge et bleu 4x

pou kisa yo pas voye Cubain tounin
se pase noumen nouse pitit Toussaint,
Jean Jacques Dessalines Boukman
(wo'y) gade li leve gram' matin
poukisa? poul lal kondi taxi
kikote? nan New York city
pou li fe on ti lajan poul voye ba noun Jeremie
pendan lap kondi li tande sti-kow
le'l rive li we se yon oldo-w
(woy) negre yo tire zam'm, chanse pouli la sante
bulletproof misie rele mesi Jesus
rouge et bleu 4x

zange ki te proteje'l la te abiye en rouge et bleu
s'il vous plait ti moun sispan'n tire
pou rouge et bleu trop sang koule
Haiti, Paris, Montreal, New york city
tout le monde entier si'n represente
leve drapo nou chante
rouge et bleu 4x

tout kote nou pase yape di rouge et bleu
depi'm mwen paret ya pedi sak pase
yodi Wyclef nou konmin nou se rouge et bleu
mayo football mwen se rouge et bleu
men'm le'm domi dra mwen kouvri ave'l nan rouge et bleu
si nou we'm mouri nou pa bezoin krie pou rouge et bleu
gade ciel la li pa bleu li rouge et blue
ye-ee e e ee ee eee e

yele 3x
le profete yo pale fok nou koute tande
ye-e eeee e eee eee e
ban route pou mwen pase, mwen we tete promese devan'm
fok mwen alle
ye-ee e e e eeee e e e
la pli tombe nou pa mouye Gloire a Dieu
ye- eeeee eeee e ee e
apres 200 zan benediksion wan rive
rouge et bleu 4x

seleksion national la pa blie nou rouge et bleu
depi mwen paret brooklyn bridge lan bloke
passe New York city nou se rouge et bleu
rouge et bleu 4x
respe a Montreal nou konnin nou se rouge et bleu
Aux-Antilles moun Boston nou konnin nou se rouge et bleu
moun Washington nou konnin nou se rouge et bleu
Haiti New Jersey mwen pap jam' blie nou
rouge et bleu
Haitien'm yo nan Paris nan Afrique
Haitien'm yo nan batey kap koupe kan'n rouge et bleu
pa jam bliwe kote nou soti
It's about time I play that electric guitar

14. Outro

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15. On Tour (Bonus)

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16. China Wine (Bonus)

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Lyrics to China Wine :
Listen me, Geisha!
Mi waan sep you lek huas all mi girls Sing for the Huuah.

Everybody everybody china wine china wine

Mix da china wine do di dutty wine
Everybody china wine everybody china wine
Everybody china wine (wohoo, w-ley, w-la)
Mix da china wine do di dutty wine

Ill Never but forget when my plane landed in jamaica,
It was me Tony Matterhorn, Elephant Man and then girl that they call Geisha

She said Chea chea chea I asked her what dose it mean she said in China We Love di dutty wine so much dat we mix it with di china wine.

China wine, china wine (wohoo)
China wine, china wine (heeyyy)
china wine, china wine
Mix the china wine wit da dutty wine
China wine china wine [x3] (a ready ready.. to di wine)

When di body ready wine it up
In da club on di dance in china it up
Wyclef boss blame and grind it up
Cau di we she, move she is attitude
It was seem something looks like fine ah!
Kings from jamaica for di china..
(chinese words)
And are there that her design yea
(chinese words)
Kings from jamaica and china, i'll like di fine up girl

China wine china wine [X3] (wohoo, w-ley, w-la)
China wine china wine [X3] (a ready ready.. to di wine)

Throw on my dancing shoes
I got nothing to lose
Tonight i'm gonna get da night lights (ready ready fine)
And party, away - ay

Gal make you pon con pine we do wine in clean
We a di twin when you back china wine
Everyone you shyan scha you shwayn wyclef jean
Jamaican geishan
She make me so chug collide-chug collide-chug collide ten
We dont china wine, make me a sen
Dutty, im yute from like a man grim like a sushi in china wine
And from do im widi yudi gudi yudi yu
We complete like.. (chinese words).. puff-a-little groups

China wine china wine [X3] (wohoo, w-ley, w-la)
China wine china wine [X3] (a ready ready.. to di wine)

Dance, dance, oh-whoo
Na-na-na
Im in my dance proof so
Na-na-na
Mr. china wine do di dutty wine
Everybody everybody china wine china wine

Mr. china wine do di dutty wine
Everybody china wine everybody china wine
Everybody china wine
Mr. china wine do di dutty wine
Im in my dance proof so-wy

17. Paris On Fire (Bonus)

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From The Hut, To The Projects, To The Mansion, 2009 - EP

1. Interlude - From the Hut, to the Projects, to the Mansion

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2. Warrior's Anthem

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[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

[Pharoah 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 {crappy} 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 Pharoah 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 Two: 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

3. The Streets Pronounce Me Dead

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The return of the hip hop ammadeus
Wyclef Toussaint St. Jean drama

Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead

I tell 'em I'm alive but rumor says I'm dead
The resurrection of the dead, I could never get
And if I ever die, all I do is ride

The streets pronounce me dead
Puttin' two 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
Fifty 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 November

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 right get the hate off ya chest
You a rap con artist, not a Kanye West
(I ain't dead)

Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead

I tell 'em I'm alive but rumor says I'm dead
The resurrection 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 cannabis
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
Eight track cassettes, the CD's, the iPod's
Bmx bixes, the hoopdies, the hot rods
And my swag come from Nazareth

How you gon' 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 ain't dead)

Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead

I tell 'em I'm alive but rumor says I'm dead
The resurrection 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 Christmas 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 pit bull 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 ain't dead)

Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me dead

I tell 'em I'm alive but rumor says I'm dead
The resurrection 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 y'all know you, y'all ain't got no excuses
I'm alive

Wyclef aka Toussaint St Jean

4. Slumdog Millionaire (Featuring Cyndi Lauper aka "Luscious Loo Loo")

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5. Interlude - Every Now & Then

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6. Walk Away

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7. More Bottles (Featuring Timbaland)

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8. You Don't Wanna Go Outside (Featuring Maino)

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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

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, 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 mahogany

To be or not to be, last words from Shakespeare
But a package says I wanna get the biaaat** 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 nymphomaniac, 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, where 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, chickenheads on the loose
Oah, I'm out, Refugee Camp
ABC, for your crews wanna test
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight

9. Toussaint vs. Bishop

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10. Interlude - The Struggle

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11. We Made It

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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 thingy 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

12. Suicide Love (Featuring Eve)

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(Wyclef)
This one goes for every girl holding they man down,
And every man holding they girl down, yeah
I'm on the Ducati, I can't even see the needle no more
My girl, she's riding with me, lets 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 Clyde, lets ride

The thought of you, girl, with another man is the thought of me killing you with a gun in my hand
Call my psychotic 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, lets 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)
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, lets 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 biaaat** 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, lets ride
lets ride, lets ride, lets ride

13. Letter from the Penn

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14. Robotic Love

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15. Gangsta Girl (Featuring Lil' Kim)

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[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]

Girl, you know I'm grindin' from the streets
And I want somebody who's just like me
I need a gangsta girl
I'm talkin bout a gangsta girl

And when the FedEx come girl, would you sign for me
And when my enemies come girl, would you ride with me
I need a gangsta girl
I'm talkin bout a gangsta girl

[Verse 1: Lil Kim]

I got your back like a Louis Vuitton knapsack
You make my girl thingy get wetter than a shower cap
Back shot, watch a rude gal throw it back
(Gangsta Girl) Yeah, a rude gal throw it back

Walk around naked in your boxers, baby
In that chinchilla alligator fox you gave me
Big Daddy, like your name was Kane
You so for real, baby boy, you make my candy rain

If them boys raid the crib with no warrant
I'll be the first one to put it in the toilet
Flush, right before the crib get rushed
In the bedroom, only time I do the cuffs

I'm G'd up like my Gucci
See he be chewin on my coochie
Like a fresh pack of Juicyfruit
A gangsta girl

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]

Girl, you know I'm grindin' from the streets
And I want somebody who's just like me
I need a gangsta girl
I'm talkin bout a gangsta girl

And when the FedEx come girl, would you sign for me
And when my enemies come girl, would you ride with me
I need a gangsta girl
I'm talkin bout a gangsta girl

[Verse 2: Wyclef Jean]

My definition of my gangsta girl
She my best friend, pull me down to the very end
When she drivin, brick she hidin
Case she take it like a lawyer she fight it

Yeah, and I love those lips
When we make love girl, its hotter than the Gaza strip
Yeah, dudes are gangsta but they Disney like Aladdin
They were shakin the presence of Bin Laden, yeah

And my girl she don't fear a thing
To defend her man, she'll unload her magazine
And I don't care what none of y'all sayin
Prolly be with my girl, never worry bout her snitchin

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]

Girl, you know I'm grindin' from the streets
And I want somebody who's just like me
I need a gangsta girl
I'm talkin bout a gangsta girl

And when the FedEx come girl, would you sign for me
And when my enemies come girl, would you ride with me
I need a gangsta girl
I'm talkin bout a gangsta girl

[Bridge: Wyclef Jean]

If my alarm go off and pray, we don't fear nothin
Cause she sees through the binoculars, with the night vision
Burglar, Up in the mansion
My girl so gangsta she don't wanna call the police station

And now the robber becomes the runner, the runner becomes the hunted
The hunted becomes the hunted on America's Most Wanted
They wanna know how I did it
My girl say she'd rather be tried by twelve, than carried by six

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]

Girl, you know I'm grindin' from the streets
And I want somebody who's just like me
I need a gangsta girl
I'm talkin bout a gangsta girl

And when the FedEx come girl, would you sign for me
And when my enemies come girl, would you ride with me
I need a gangsta girl
I'm talkin bout a gangsta girl

This is for all the revolutionary gangstas
With a gangsta girl
Every king needs a queen
Yeah

16. Interlude - Tell the Kids the Truth

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17. The Shottas

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If I Were President: The Haitian Experience, 2010 - EP

1. Haitian Experience

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"Haitian Experience"

Yeah, now I'm a rock-star, it started with my imagination
Used to gaze at the twins before the birds hit 'em
Daydream about the God, my axe, my Excalibur
A man, who just saw the future beyond the dishwater

Yeah, cab driver used to gyspy cab rider
But she stuck with me when I had nothin', so I had to wife her
And I used write these thoughts on a black and white notebook
Haitian experience, now I'm a page in a book

I'm a Haitian, Haitian
When I landed in America, 'Merica
I got myself a green card, green card
Mamma say, if I ever break the law, they gon' send me back home

This is my Haitian experience
First stop out in England, England
Immigration send me back to Washington, Washington
Said I need a visa if I wanted to be in the United Kingdom

I pray that the Queen of Buckingham is listening
Your Highness, I got a palace out in Port Au Prince
I got a hundred acres and a whole lotta land
But I can't go back and see my people in the ticks

I'm a Haitian in America
When papa first got his green card, worked seven jobs in America
Then he came and got me from Haiti, told me I had one chance
To make it in America
In the legal Valley and lookin' for work in Manhattan in America

My papa was a Haitian, Haitian
He got to America, 'Merica
On a six month visa, visa
When the visa expired, he went underground like rats in the sewer

This is the Haitian experience
Runnin' from the Immigration interrogation
But his vision was his chosen
(How you gon' get us to New York?)
Absolute lost and at sea and never see the airport

Yeah, I pray that the President is up there listenin'
Your Excellence, I got a palace out in Port Au Prince
I got a hundred acres and a whole lotta land
So we go move from detention, we go, we build the land

I'm a Haitian in America
When papa first got his green card, worked seven jobs in America
Then he came and got me from Haiti, told me I had one chance
To make it in America
So I learned to play guitar with dreams of becomin' a rock star
(In America)

(I'm a Haitian)
I'm a Haitian in America
When papa first got his green card, worked seven jobs in America
Then he came and got me from Haiti, told me I had one chance
To make it in America
In the legal Valley and lookin' for work in Manhattan in America

What we gon' do right now is we gon' go back
Way back
To what I call Lassie
The roots, the Haitian experience
Let's go

Look in her eyes, she will survive
She smiles like she's in love
She's 21, she lost her feedin' arms
But she ain't lose her soul, dancin' outta control

Like Angelina Ballerina
Like Angelina Ballerina
Like Angelina Ballerina
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

Yes, I'm a Haitian in America
When papa first got his green card, worked seven jobs in America
Then he came and got me from Haiti, told me I had one chance
To make it in America
In the legal Valley and lookin' for work in Manhattan in America

Man, I just got on a plane leavin' Haiti
And I landed in Brooklyn, New York City, Cooney Island
Marlboro Projects, man, in projects, it's so rough to blend in
I learned to how to rock, sing, dance, pop, loc, whatever it took
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Yeah, that's my dad, a Haitian livin' in America

2. Earthquake

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Yeah, aye

Earthquake, down there in Haiti
Earthquake, in the past of Chile
Earthquake, in the hand Indonesia
Earthquake, in the events of China

Earthquake, is comin' to America
Earthquakes are there in California
Earthquake, warn ya people in the city
That the Earth is gettin' angry

I asked Earth what have we done
She said we buildin' too much bombs
So there's too many sons that won't see their father
Too many daughters that won't see their mother
Too many grandmas that won't see their grand-kids
'Cause they are in the rubble in Port Au Prince

Earthquake, down there in Haiti
Earthquake, in the past of Chile
Earthquake, in the hand Indonesia
Earthquake, in the events of China

Earthquake, is comin' to America
Earthquakes are there in California
Earthquake, warn ya people in the city
That the Earth is gettin' angry

That's when the earth started talkin' rude
Say she's thirteen, she's a prostitute
I tried to beg for the young girl's life
But when the earthquake came, it took her to the other side

Then I asked the Earth, who's next?
She said, those that's polluting the planet
They killin' everything, movin' flowers and abusing mankind
And the only thing left is Armageddon

Earthquake, down there in Haiti
Earthquake, in the past of Chile
Earthquake, in the hand Indonesia
Earthquake, in the events of China

Earthquake, is comin' to America
Earthquakes are there in California
Earthquake, warn ya people in the city
That the Earth is gettin' angry

And as much as we take it for granted
We might not have no bed to lie in tonight, whoa, aye
And this birth, yes, we take it for granted
Our kids might get no ice-cream tonight, whoa, aye
And this birth, yes, we take it for granted
We might not kiss our loved ones tonight

And if we want the Earth to be better
Let's start spreadin' some love on the planet called Earth
Let's start spreadin' some goodness on the planet called Earth
Let's start spreadin' some kindness, yeah, aye
Let's get rid of the weekenders, whoa, aye

One love, one heart, one soul
(Daddy, what's an earthquake?)
The shakin' and the tremblin' of the earth

My generation
The only way I feel I can help
Is if I become the President of my country

3. Election Time

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My generation like
We're okay
As long as we got music, we gon' dance all day
He gon' vote Taylor Swift, she gon' vote Kanye, yeah, yeah
Election time is coming

We're okay
As long as we got music, we gon' party all day
She gon' vote U2, he gon' vote Coldplay, play, play
Election time is coming

Immigration, socialism, capitalism, racism
Health care, welfare, seems like nobody cares
Big business, corporation, small business, taxation
Unemployment, education, my generation

Built a space station so when you google earth
You can see all the Haitians as they rebuild their nation
With fair trade, everybody trades
You trade, I trade and everybody gets paid

Election time around the corner
Who you gon' vote for?
We're okay
Election time around the corner
What you gon' fight for?
We're okay

Election time around the corner
Who you gon' vote for?
We're okay
Election time is coming
Do you want peace or war?

Alternative energy or oil in your SUV
Tell me what you're looking for, we about to have it all
Gun control, infrastructure, agriculture, manufacturer
Hip Hop, be my culture, tell me what you think about us

Technology and foreign policy
I need the bailout money to stimulate economy
Raised on family values, my life be my testament
King had a dream and you too can be the president

Election time around the corner
Who you gon' vote for?
We're okay
Election time around the corner
What you gon' fight for?
We're okay

Election time around the corner
Who you gon' vote for?
We're okay
Election time is coming
Do you want peace or war?

But the kids like
We're okay
As long as we got music, we gon' dance all day
He gon' vote Taylor Swift, she gon' vote Kanye, yeah, yeah
Election time is coming

But the kids like
We're okay
As long as we got music, we gon' party all day
She gon' vote U2, he gon' vote Coldplay, play, play
Election time is coming

You know what?
What?
Why don't you take some of that stuff I grew up on
You know what I'm talkin' about?
[Incomprehensible]

Gramps was a voodoo priest, Dad was a preacher
Uncle was a Mason, I was raised Christian
Best friend, Muslim, al-salam-alakum
My manager was Jewish, he taught me Shabbat Shalom

Flatbush Rastas taught me the scriptures
Haile Selassie, Marcus Garvey
Saint L'ouverture, Haitian Revolution
Napoleon's Army got spanked by them Haitians

Toussaint St. Jean with the info
Did you know that a Haitian founded Chicago?
If I was president
The first thing I would do is get my people out them tents

Election time is coming
My generation like
We're okay
As long as we got music, we gon' dance all day
He gon' vote Taylor Swift, she gon' vote Kanye, yeah, yeah
Election time is coming

But the kids like
We're okay
As long as we got music, we gon' party all day
She gon' vote U2, he gon' vote Coldplay, play, play
Election time is coming

I wanna thank you all for coming to see me here
You could have been anywhere
But you've chosen to come to the Haitian Experience to see us
I go by the name of Wyclef Jean, straight from Haiti
And that's my brother Steph on the drums

4. Death Threats

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"Death Threats"

Death threats
In the middle of the night
Cowards on the telephone
Say I've got a pretty daughter with a pretty wife

So I got no choice
Got on my chopper, got my vest on
(Choppered up, vest on)
Got on my chopper, got my vest on
(Choppered up, vest on)

Got on my chopper, got my vest on
Yeah, I'm ridin' towards my enemy
Before they come and get my family

Biggie used to ask what's beef
It's when my own countryman wanna kill me
I used to rip a flag in the air like I'm part of the set
But now it seems like the same set is givin' me death threats

All I wanted to be was Commander-in-chief
But it seems like they wanna see me six feet deep
But no weapon used against me shall prosper
(Prosper, prosper, prosper, prosper)

Death threats
In the middle of the night
(What they said?)
Cowards on the telephone
Say I've got a pretty daughter with a pretty wife

So I got no choice
Got on my chopper, got my vest on
(Choppered up, vest on)
Got on my chopper, got my vest on
(Choppered up, vest on)

Got on my chopper, got my vest on
Yeah, I'm ridin' towards my enemy
Before they come and get my family

Then they labeled me
(A populist)
Pushed the decision back before they kicked me out the race
So they met in Peurto Princess in secrecy
They said they heard a rumor that I met with Irish Steve

But all I wanted to be was Commander-in-chief
So when the food price rise, everyone still eats
Give them some books, make sure everybody reads
Illiteracy is modern day slavery

Death threats
In the middle of the night
(What they said?)
Cowards on the telephone
Say I've got a pretty daughter with a pretty wife

So I got no choice
Got on my chopper, got my vest on
(Choppered up, vest on)
Got on my chopper, got my vest on
(Choppered up, vest on)

Got on my chopper, got my vest on
I'm ridin' towards my enemy
Before they come and get my family

The coin that I bet heads on, been tails all along
On both sides of the coin
So I'm careful who I eat with
'Cause if I'm poisoned, a dead man can't get elected

Preacher laid his hands on me, said it's a prophesy
But like Bijou Banton, it's my destiny
Yo, and I kept the crowd calm
But they runnin' out of patience, they got short talk and long arms

We disgrace, story come from photo press
All the music where the scene gets tense
And the perpetrator says, "If you love your life
You would take the next plane but you can't survive"

You see I won't get the Peace Prize
'Cause I got a rifle hangin' by my bedside
A million voices goin' feel like a genocide
If my people don't fight for their equal right

You see I won't get the Peace Prize
'Cause I got a rifle hangin' by my bedside
A million voices goin' feel like a genocide
If my people don't fight for their equal right

Death threats
Me ain't scared
In the middle of the night
(What they said?)
Cowards on the telephone
Say I've got a pretty daughter with a pretty wife

So I got no choice
Got on my chopper, got my vest on
(Choppered up, vest on)
Got on my chopper, got my vest on
(Choppered up, vest on)
Got on my chopper, got my vest on

Yeah, David shoot Goliath with a slingshot

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(What they said)
[?]

5. Prison For The K

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J’ouvert, 2017 - EP

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Carnival III: The Fall and Rise of a Refugee, 2017

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Wyclef Goes Back to School Volume 1

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