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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] |
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| 3:49 |
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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" 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 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 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, yall all in the same game He tried to run me off the road Like he was rosco, rico or dre 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) |
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| 4:30 |
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{S} indicates the actual words in spanish
{T} indicates the translation into english --- {S} Hola! Soy Celia Cruz {T} (Hi! I am Celia Cruz) {S} Y estoy aqui con Wyclef, celebrando Carnival; Azucar!!) {T} (And I'm here with Wyclef celebrating Carnival; Azucar!!) [singing] Guantanamera [Wyclef] We out here in Miami just shining [singing] Guajira, Guantanamera [Wyclef] Worldwide [singing] Guan-tana-mera [Wyclef] Bout to bring it to you in stereo [singing] Guajira 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 Guajira, Guantanamera Hey, yo, I think she's eyeing me from afar Guan-tana-mera... Guajira 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 Guajira, Guantanamera Yo, I think she's eyeing me from afar Guan-tana-mera... Guajira Guan-tana-mera... [singing in Spanish, with Wyclef responses] {S} Soy una mujer, sincera {T} (I am a sincere woman) Do you speak English? {S} De donde crecen las palmas {T} (From where the palm tree grows) Can I buy you a drink? {S} Soy una mujer, sincera {T} (I am a sincere woman) Uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh {S} De donde creeeeeeecen las palmas {T} (From where the palm tree grows) You killin me {S} Y antes de morir, yo quiero {T} (And before I die, I want to) .. {S} cantar mis versos del alma {T} (sing the verses in my heart) Te quiero mama, te quiero!! Guantanamera Aiyyo I'm standing at the bar with a, Cuban cigar Guajira, Guantanamera Hey yo John Forte, she's eyeing me from far Guan-tana-mera... Guajira 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 Guajira Guantanamera Hey yo... I think she's eyein me from afar Guan-tana-mera... Guajira Guan-tana-mera.. |
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| 0:40 | 
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| 5. |
| 3:49 |
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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 |
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| 0:31 |
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| 4:17 |
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Yo, Wyclef, It's time that I confess (Refugee Camp) to all the girls
(Don't do it, don't do it) To all the girls I loved before To all the girls I cheated on before To all the girls I loved before 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 pain, 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?" 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 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?" 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 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 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 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 I'm not a ho (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? |
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| 1:14 |
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(Talent)
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, this is confirming my earlier allegations that he's a player, and not only do I have the tape, but I'd like to call to the stand my next witness, who ran a whorehouse with Wyclef. Ladies and gentlemen, I call to the stand Down Lo Ho. (Will) Hmmhmmhm, I said hmmhmmhmm (2X) (Talent) Now Mr. Lo Ho, let's cut the bullshit. Are you and Wyclef partners? (Will) Hmm. Fine. (Talent) No. I mean, is he financially backing this whorehouse? (Will) Hmm. Okay then. (Talent) Jesus Christ. Mr. Ho, does he practice this lifestyle? (Will) Right. I practice many styles. (Talent) Uh, your honor, you know, this is dragging out. (Will) Dragon? I'll show you dragon! You think I come into courtroom and don't know what's going on? Try my snake technique! (Talent) Uhh! Well, I studied a little snake myself. |
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| 4:36 |
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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) |
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| 3:27 |
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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 |
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| 0:46 |
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Wyclef:
Hello, boys and girls. Welcome, to Wyclef Words of Wisdom. Have you ever been sitting in your house at two o'clock in the morning and you get a mysterious phone call from a girl that you don't know? (A female begins talking sexy) Now, hold on, think with your mind and not with your pistol. Cause if you invite her over this is what might happen: Rape! Rape! Rape! Rape! Rape! Rape! (What the... Yo, yo, yo...shit!) Rape! Rape! Rape! Rape! Rape! Rape! Cop: Freeze! Put your hands in the air! Wyclef: Officer, you don't understand. She called me. I was sleeping. I was minding my business. Cop: I don't give a flying fuck about two bits about a piss. You're fuckin' guilty. (Yes, yes) Wyclef: Nobody's protected. |
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Intro:
(sirens) Yo yes yes yo. Lock your door. Die die die (x6) Wyclef: I remember comin' from Hati growin' up in Brooklyn On Flat Bush got my first sneakers tooken Learn the game quick so I got my first device Mom move to Jersey so we could get a better life But little did she know a ghetto is a ghetto Good time found myself like Jimmy Walker sayin' "Cello" Lauryn: Yellow cheese bus gettin' beatings if I cuss Lay away another day in stripped Lees and letegrays But the lyrical bomber momma tried to stop Paranoid cause this boy around my neighborhood got shot Name plate hair straight metal braces on my teeth Fat laces on my feet when crack first hits the streets Wyclef: I use to push up on a girl Salt 'N' Peppa Push It Push It D's in school cause the music was my focus Jokes in class but when I learned I didn't pass I knew it was my ass with my mothers leather lash Belt buckle said Nelly Nel similar to Melle Mel Hits the third rail Beat Street made Gazzels sells Lauryn: As the tale gets poetic watch the streets turn magnetic Towanna Balley's rape is alleged Hang out in hooky places watch streets corners turn to oasis Young men aspire to be Scarfaces Hook: In the year of the dragon lots of men disappear Quiet as it's kept they won't be around next year Wyclef talking: Yo yo watch out for the black van. Yo yo (last days last days) planes exploding yo close your door yo nobody's safe. Halloween. October 31. Yo close your door yo kids are disappearing. Yo Wyclef: Late at night the light was bright on the ave I went to pick up cash from my cousin little Kev He told me Joe had a dream in jail he got steamed His wife became a fiend fuckin' little Raheim Damn, drugs will make you do terrible things He told me when he get out he's murdering by any means The day came I saw him on the train He pulled his gun and aimed and started firing like the son of Kane I saw civilians runnin' for their life Like the devil on judgement night running from Christ Ice and Armarretto please as I fell to my knees Being shot by Fergusin the vigilante Hook Wyclef talking: So CNN nawhatI'msayin? Fergusin is at court and he's his own lawyer youknowmean what's goin' on. Talk to me. This is definatly the last days. Jewish calendar has already arrived the year 2000. Watch ya back watch ya back watch ya back DIE DIE DIE DIE Lauryn: Clef it kind of remind me of this chick I once knew Use to be a dime now she's strung out in Bellevue See the serpent played tricks run game like the Knicks Build you up just to lose the championship. I seen her reminisce over Wu-Tang could It Be that Simple She lost her Prince cause there were Thieves In the Temple Tragic depression made her lose all her teeth Lost and turned out gave her body to the streets Sweet Mary don't you weep Still water runs deep So be carful of the company you keep Hook Wyclef talking: Yo I'm frustrated youknowhatI'mean? Use to work at McDonalds just got fired. If I get in I'm sprayin' everybody the boss the manager yo these are definatly the last days. Yo here he comes with his gun yo duck duck. Black Panther yo nobody's protected. Yo 6-6-6 watch your back don't get caught in the rapture yo AIDS, Moses the plaque watch your back. Pharoh let my people go. Yo watch your back. Last days. Last days. Nobody's protected. Yo my little sister is Rosey Sharen. Yo yo nobody's protected. Not even Rosey Sharen. Nobody's protected. Yo you come try to get my sister I'm a get you first. I'm a be driving a hearse. Cause nobody's protected. |
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| 4:02 |
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(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) L?bum yo ginbe ou yo devore ou se l?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 wou?on police ap vini (While standing on flatbush i saw the a cop comin') Li di mwen map vann dr??짼g (He said i'm selling drug) mwen di mon ch?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 f?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 s??짢k mwen couri l??짢m ouvri p??짼t (Timtim bwa s??짢k (creole salute) i ran to open the door) Nan yon cimiti?pase mwen wou?on t??짢t san k??짼k (In a cemetery cause i saw i head without a rooster) A be |
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| 14. |
| 1:47 |
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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!" |
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| 4:29 |
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(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) *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 (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. |
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| 3:57 |
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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) |
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| 18. |
| 3:12 |
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(Wyclef):
We got the ReFugees All Stars rub-a-dubbin in the club Wyclef Jean... John Forte... Prazwell Knahmean the streets are gettin a little crazy Looka looka looka looka looka looka looka Looka here look at shorty got back, should I ask her for a dance, hold on, there's too many in the wolf pack And besides, Dirty Cash talkin to her Buyin her fake furs and takin her to the Fever Quiet as it's 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 it's Saturday night So mista funkmaster pump the BeeGees And all you college students playin 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 * imitating DJ Kool * Let me clear my throat, ah huh ah huh, John Forte Grab the mic and won't you 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 kinder Every step tangoed, your beef don't concern me I'm eatin mangos in Trinadad wit attorneys (oh yeah) My crew slang flow worldwide like a current Went to every spot, where nobody got insurance Brother do the math, you ain't half near exotic My man's claim true, you, forget about it Po-Po just a nuisance, like my influence Well recognized you a lie tryin to do it Got juice told your lady, oops, we nuts baby Smooth and charismatic automatic you gon save me (Forte) God bless the dead as my son survive We strive to teach the youth baby, and stay alive (Wyclef): ReFugee camp, nuts baby John Forte, yo watch your lady (Watch your lady, hahh) Aiiight (Especially around Dirty Cash) Yo, if you got more than a dollar in your pocket right now Put your hands up (Prazwell/Dirty Cash): Yo yo Well you can tell by the way I roll shorty that I'm a ladies man, a business man Condos down the shore, multimillion pension plan (uh-huh) But it ain't in my plan, to make move without the fam (no way) I keep it intact, yo Clef, do the track John, play the mack while I, pay the tax Business as Usual, watchin Suspects Steal my assets, get cut with Gi-lettes We built this concept, connect like Nynex Drinks at the bar, my American Express (Wyclef): You a cook up, cook up, the copper pull up, pull up Dem a cuff up, cuff up, you, who's callin bluff? Now you shook up, shook up, cause you lock up, lock up Man I love up, love up, you, who's callin bluff? * imitating Audio Two * Hey yo Jean is chillin, Dirty Cash dealin What more can I say? We livin That's what we got, we got it good And since you understood, we be... (Prazwell): Yeah, live at the Carnival Nine-seven, til infinity, hah ReFugee All Stars Can't stop the shining, cant stop the shining Can't stop the shining, cant stop the shining You wanna stop the shining, you wanna stop the shining You wanna stop the shining, you wanna stop the shining Can't stop the shining, cant stop the shining... |
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| 4:24 |
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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 |
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| 1:36 |
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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 |
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| 0:25 |
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*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! |
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| 22. |
| 4:03 |
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Men sa le monde antye tap tann
Wyclef ki sot nan Fugee. Jeremi! Ayiti! Potoprins! Flatbush! Sou'w fyè 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 pè di li se ayisyen Poukisa ou pè di non'w se Samyèl? Poukisa ou pé di'w ave'k Izrayèl? Poukisa chak swa wap domi ak Jezabèl? Ou pè di fanm ayisyen ke yo bèl? Pa'm nan bèl Mwen respekte non'w tankou mwen respekte zanj Gabriyèl Men nèg dyaspora vle Mennen nou nan otèl Tonben pale anglè vire "playboy channel" Yo pa respekte Izrayèl 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 aswè a nap dezame'l Dyaspora ha ha o le men Mape pran li jete'l nan prizon Map fè'l konnen kiyès ki Tousen Map fè'l konnen kiyès ki Desalin Aprè sa nou mèt 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 wè dyaspora fi, dyaspora gason Gen sa ki pap tounen yape domi a pwason Yo pedi konesans kankou yo fèt 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 aswè a nap dezame'w Nèg Potoprins pa respekte dyspora Ankò Nèg Flatbush pa respekte dyspora Nèg Canada pa respekte dyspora Nèg 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 pè di li se ayisyen Poukisa ou pè di non'w se Samyèl? Poukisa ou pè di'w ave'k Israyèl? Poukisa chak swa wap domi ak Jezabèl? Ou pè di fanm ayisyen ke yo bèl? Pa'm nan bèl Mwen respekete nou tankou mwen respekte zanj gabriyèl Men nèg dyaspora vle Mennen noun nan otèl Tonben pale angle vire "playboy channel" Yo pa respekte Izrayèl 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 aswè a nap dezame'w Pa Kayos pa respekte dyaspora Papa Djoume pa respekte dyaspora Refugees pa respekte dyaspora Nèg 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 aswè a nap dezame'w |
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| 5:24 |
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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! |
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