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ghetto religion(ft. wyclef jean) - R.kelly
This goes out to the ghetto For all the people in the soup lines Chicago {You can do anything} Anything if you believe For God first though {I'll never forget, no, no, no} That the landlord's at my door I heard him saying, "Tomorrow no more" (Tomorrow no more) Ey, pay me now or leave (Get the hell up out of here, come on) He didn't care no, that we didn't have anything to eat What (What) what (What) what (What) what (What) Ah, can you feel me Searching for restoration {Said we need restoration} Lord, make the church my family please Hey, this is my story, this is my song And I could sing it all night long, I tell you why because Ghetto is a part of my religion (The only thing my eyes can see) It's the only thing my eyes could see (And I tell you there ain't no man) And ain't no man gonna stop of the vision (Cause I'm a part of the ghetto, ha-ha) The ghetto is a part of me {So I fall, So I fall} Children cry no more (So children cry no more) Because heron's in store (Yo', I'm pray for you, pray for me) Please put down your guns, Lord, know And then it's all over gone What (What) what (What) what (What) what (What) Though your load may be heavy, yeah (Come on) Know that the weight makes you strong, yeah (It's the truth, it's the truth though) Take my life for example While I sing my song {Mr. Kelly, let me help you sing your song} Ghetto is a part of my religion {Ey, we talk about the ghetto} It's the only thing my eyes could see (It's the only thing my eyes can see) And ain't no man gonna stop of the vision {Ain't no man, ain't no man, ain't no man, no, no} The ghetto is a part of me (Lift up every voice and sing, yeah) Ghetto is a part of my religion {And it's all my eyes can see} It's the only thing my eyes could see {And I tell you there's no man, no, no} And ain't no man gonna stop of the vision {No, no, no, no} (I'm a part of the ghetto) The ghetto is a part of me {If you feel me now then sing} La da da da da da da da (Feel so good, so good, so good, yeah) {We talk about the ghetto} La da da da da da da (Oh, yeah) {Yeah} La da da da da da da da (I'm a part of the ghetto) The ghetto is a part of me |
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| 2. |
| 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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| 4:10 |
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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 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 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 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 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 Excuse me, what is your name? said I'm in love with a stripper, yo 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 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 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 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 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 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 Yo baby, can I get another lap dance? I tell you I got nothing but funny money, man. New York |
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| 4. |
| 4:19 |
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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 you all to do me a favor Someone please call 911 Tell them I just been shot down And the bullet's in my heart And it's piercing through my soul Feel my body gettin cold Somone please call 911 The alleged assalaint Is my lover And she shot me through my soul Feel my body gettin cold So cold Sometimes I feel like I'm a prisoner I think I'm trapped here for a while 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 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 Someone please call 911 Tell them I just got shot down And it's piercing through my soul Feel my body getting cold Someone please call 911 The alleged assalaint Was my lover And she shot me through my soul Feel my body getting cold Wyclef and Mary J Blige I know you're feeling me girl I know you understand |
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| 3:31 |
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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 youEvery 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 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-oI 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 I know the hustle′s hard, but we gotta enterprise |
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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] 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] {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 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... |
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| 3:30 |
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Hey, Girl! I want you to know,
I'm gonna miss you so much if you go. And, Hey, Girl! I tell you no lie, Something deep inside of me's going to die, if you say so long, if this is goodbye. Oh! Hey, Girl! This can't be true, How am I supposed to exist without you? And, Hey, Girl! Now don't put me on, What's gonna happen to me when you're gone. How will I live. How can I go on. How can I go on? Hey, Girl! Hey, Girl! Now sit yourself down, I'm not ashamed to get down on the ground, Don't go away. Hey, Girl! Don't go away. Hey, Girl! |
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| 3:57 |
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[The Rock]
Yo this is the Rock kicking it with the Refugee camp And you're bout to smell what the Rock is cooking [Wyclef Jean](The Rock) Yo this is strictly a club record Dedicated to everybody who used to stand outside in the cold When the LFEX was spinning at the Red Zone Putting it down And the tired bouncers would not let me in Know what I'm saying? Yo, 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 sharing, people ain't caring Come up in the hood and take everything you're wearing 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 慹m champagne like it was their birthday Me I used to hustle my way in I'm on the guest list plus five! Who's performing tonight? He said Shabba Mister Lover that be needy and selective (Someone jump the Rock's up in here) Disrespect emcees and catch a smack in your left ear Light up like Vegas when its 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 An ebony or ivory into my Jacuzzi Foundation like Cool Hirth as DJ Red Alert go bizzerk 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 sharing, people ain't caring Come up in the hood and take everything you're wearing 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 Uncle Juan that wanna show you How all the dances go And they start it off like this Electric side 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 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 I think she want to indulge in lyrical masturbation So I proceeded with the compensation, I said Can I offer you a glass of Merrill 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 started Livin' La Vida Loca What hood you come from? I was raised in Brooklyn, but did my studies in Jerusalem The New Jerusalem yeah 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 sharing, people ain't caring Come up in.... |
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| 4:34 |
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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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| 6:36 |
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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] |
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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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Mama, take this badge off of me... I can't use it anymore... It's getting dark, too dark to see... Feel I'm knocking on heaven's door... Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door... Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door... Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door... Mama put my guns in the ground... I can't shoot them anymore... That long black cloud is coming down... I feel I'm knocking on heaven's door... Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door... Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door... Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door... Baby stay right here with me... 'Cause I can't see you anymore... This ain't the way it's supposed to be... I feel I'm knocking on heaven's door... Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door... Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door... Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door... Son won't you remember me?... I can't be with you anymore... A lawman's life is never free... I feel I'm knocking on heaven's door... Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door... Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door... Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door... |
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| 4:56 |
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To my people doing time
To my people rest in peace (y'all ready for the refugee camp?) ducing 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 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) 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? 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 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 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 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 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 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! |
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[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 |
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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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| 3:52 |
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[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 |
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A dedication to all the refugees worldwide One time say, say, say I remember when we used to sit in the government yard in Brooklyn. Observing the crookedness as it mingled with the good people we meet. Good friends we had, Good friends we've lost along the way. In this great future you can't forget your past, So dry your tears I say And to my peeps who passed away, No woman, no cry, no woman no cry, say say say. Hey little sister don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say. I remember when we used to rock in a project yard in Jersey, And little Georgie would make the firelight, As stolen cars passed through the night And then we'd hit the corner store for Roots, paper, and brew. My drink's my only remedy For pain of losing family, but while I'm gone Shorty, Everything's gonna be alright, everything's gonna be alright, Fugees come to the dance tonight, everything's gonna be alright, O everything's gonna be alright, The gun man's in the house tonight, But everything's gonna be alright. [CHORUS] Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah [CLEF] No woman no cry, no woman no cry. Hey, little sister, don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say. I remember when we used to sit in a government yard in Trenchtown. The hypocrites as they mingled with the good people we meet. Good friends we had Oh good friends we've lost Along the way hey. In this great future, You can't forget your past so dry your tears I say And no woman no cry. No woman no cry say say say. Hey, little sistser, don't shed no tears No woman no cry and to my peeps who passed away [CHORUS] Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah |
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I dedicate this record the carnival
to all you brothers takin long trips down south, virginia,balitmore all round the world and your girl gets this message that you aint commin' back, she sittin back in her room, dalights is off, shes cryin, and then my voice comes in (pow) and this is what i tell her for you every time i make a run, girl you turn around and cry, i ask myself why oh why, see you must understand i cant work a 9 to 5, so ill be gone til november, said ill be gone till november ill be gone till november, you tell my girl yo i be gone till november, ill be gone till november ill be gone til november, you tell my girl yo ill be gone till november, january, february, march, april, may, i see you cryin but girl i cant stay ill be gone till november, ill be gone till november... and give a kiss to my motha.. when i come back there be no time to clock, ill have enough money to buy out the glocks, tell my brotha go to school in september so he wont mess up in summer school in da summer, tell my cousin jerry wear his condom if you dont wear condom you see a red line oh oo oo you sucka M.C.s you got no flow i heard ya style you so so I had to flick nothin and turn it in to somethin, hip hop turns to the future of rock when i smash a pumpkin (bing) committ treason now i have a reason to hunt you down its only right its rappers season,yea you with the loud voice posin like your top choice, i make a hertz out of ya rolls royce, besides i got my girl to remember and i committed that ill be back in november. |
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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] 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] {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 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... |
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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 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 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 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 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 Excuse me, what is your name? said I'm in love with a stripper, yo 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 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 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 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 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 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 Yo baby, can I get another lap dance? I tell you I got nothing but funny money, man. New York |
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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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It doesn't matter what I need
It doesn't matter if I cry Don't matter if I bleed You've been on a road Don't know where it goes or where it leads It doesn't matter what I want It doesn't matter what I need If you've made up your mind to go I won't beg you to stay You've been in a cage Throw you to the wind you fly away It doesn't matter what I want It doesn't matter what I need It doesn't matter if I cry Doesn't matter if I bleed Feel the sting of tears Falling on this face you've loved for years |
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A dedication to all the refugees worldwide One time say, say, say I remember when we used to sit in the government yard in Brooklyn. Observing the crookedness as it mingled with the good people we meet. Good friends we had, Good friends we've lost along the way. In this great future you can't forget your past, So dry your tears I say And to my peeps who passed away, No woman, no cry, no woman no cry, say say say. Hey little sister don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say. I remember when we used to rock in a project yard in Jersey, And little Georgie would make the firelight, As stolen cars passed through the night And then we'd hit the corner store for Roots, paper, and brew. My drink's my only remedy For pain of losing family, but while I'm gone Shorty, Everything's gonna be alright, everything's gonna be alright, Fugees come to the dance tonight, everything's gonna be alright, O everything's gonna be alright, The gun man's in the house tonight, But everything's gonna be alright. [CHORUS] Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah [CLEF] No woman no cry, no woman no cry. Hey, little sister, don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say. I remember when we used to sit in a government yard in Trenchtown. The hypocrites as they mingled with the good people we meet. Good friends we had Oh good friends we've lost Along the way hey. In this great future, You can't forget your past so dry your tears I say And no woman no cry. No woman no cry say say say. Hey, little sistser, don't shed no tears No woman no cry and to my peeps who passed away [CHORUS] Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah |
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