1.Peace God
Im only eight
I got no choice but to sling crack
Yo who you pushin weight for
Dog I ain't no rat
Cause rats get found in the back of garbage trucks
With they mouth taped up
Lookin like sittin ducks
Well you don't look like a sittin duck and your mouth ain't
taped up
What more small the market, Clef
You get stuck up
With what
From a fiend
I just bought a twenty-two
Now it's funny you should say that
Cause the gun looks bigger than you
Now get your ass back in the house
Shut up!
From BK back to NJ
Crouchin tiger style
Let's go
Feel it
Feel it
Peace God
Chorus
Peace God
You gave me the voice to speak, God
Speak God
Wyclef Jean bout to hit the streets hard
Peace God
Peace
You gave me the voice to speak, God
Masquerade- my message to the streets, yall
Repeat
Yo peace God
These words came from a revelation
Whether you free or you going through incarceration
Inhale, exhale herbal meditation
Put the fire arms away
Cause we don't want no confrontation
Not me, I'm talkin bout you jerk
Cause when you die your life ain't even worth the paperwork
So, peace God, even through war we bring peace
And after the blood shed then your first son deceased
And you will understand I'm the beginning of the end
The alpha, omega, the present, and the future
So hold on to your winchester
Cause the hollow tip penetrate lead through your polyester
Peace God, even though we ice the wrist
Guzzle the fifth
Protect us with a crucifix, Lord
And bless me with an extra clip
So just in case one jam release my twin from my waistband
Chorus x 2
Ay, yo peace God
I ain't tryin' to see the graveyard
But in this game of life I was dealt the wrong card
I wasnt born this way it just came to be
Sellin crack through a alley where the fiends rally
Where the dealer was the president
And the fiend was the voter so they voted for the government
And stick ups was only natural
It seem every other day a new gun pointed at you
Peace God
Yo only God got the answer
And sorry bout ya mom dyin of cancer
But congratulations, I heard you no longer a runner
You a big man now, the black Tony Montana
But watch out cause I heard wealth bring envy
Trust me I did sing for the Kennedies
Until we meet again feel my words through my pen
And stay pure in the city of sin
Chorus x 2
Humming
Chorus x 2
2.The PJ's
Mmmmmmmmm... yeah
(PJ's!) I was born in the PJ's
So I gotta rep for the PJ's
The elevators with the pissy hallways
Bangin on the project walls, all day
Yo if it wasn't for the PJ's y'all probably never heard of me
Y'all be like, 'Who the hell is Wyclef, and what's a Fugee？'
I'd probably be standin on a corner - watch you approach
Steal ya dope, sell ya coke, then snatch ya rope
Run for brokes with the cash and the jewels
Bows-eye, I hold my breath when I shoot
The reason you should hold ya breath; cuz most thugs
when they breathe and shoot tecs, they aim right but shoot left
Now they flesh being swept off the surface
If you ain't B.I.G., you ain't Notorious
So why ya man reckless, side-ballin like he holdin heat
Someone bring him a bed, for the permanent sleep
Weight beneath Jacob's Latter and the Aftermath
Don't matter if you use a desert eagle as your armor
Blood splatter, glass shatter through the project slums
Another one in the obituary column son
(PJ's!) I was born in the PJ's
So I gotta rep for the PJ's
The elevators with the pissy hallways
Bangin on the project walls, all day
(PJ's) I gotta make noise for the PJ's
Wrote my first rhyme in the PJ's
You can hear it in my speech, I'm from the PJ's
The PJ's! PJ's
Before I was signed, I used to move on the block
All I wanted to do was rhyme, rhyme, rhyme
Line for line, I make the blind man walk in a straight line
to prison - and take a message to Shyne
Peace God from the PJ's to Ground Zero
It's a 'Hardknock Life' but 'The Sun'll Come Out Tomorrow'
Walk with a shadow through ghettos, playin in every borough
You would think rap was rock they way I carry heavy metal
It such a shame, cocaine in ya veins, screamin
'Team Spirit' grippin the shottie like Kurt Cobaine
In the projects God, nuttin come easy
Gotta deal with the grimy, greasy, the sleasy
Move like a professional, young thug funeral
Wattchu thought this was another Pepsi commercial？
Nah it's the art of war, when you least expected it
Wyclef the president, the PJ's elected him
Yeah, and to the teachers that said I wouldn't live
and my remains would be found under the Verizano Bridge
Well I'm alive teach! So put ya theory to rest
I ain't Makaveli but I might fake my death
Make no mistake, I'm a hip-hop artist
Before the diamond in the Billboard, the hood charted it
Surburbia bought it, we bootlegged it, we couldn't afford it
Cuz in the PJ's we undergroudn like black markets
The 'P' stand for public housing
The 'R's for respect that ya get, when ya hold down ya set
The 'O's for ounces that we flip into ki's
The 'J's for the judgement handed by the ju-ry
The 'E' is for enter, at your own risk
You know the 'C' - that's for the cats that's out to get rich
And the 'T'... trust no one
And the 'S' is for the snitchers - you know the outcome...
3.80 Bars
80 bars, 80 scars
Yo, engineer turn me up, yo
I started off in the underground
From mono to stereo, now I'm surround sound
Blowing through your tubes, leaving holes through your speakers
Cracking through your tweeters, my frequency's off the meter
Jam packed arenas from here to Bangkok
I'm ahead of my time like Jimi Hendrix playing Woodstock
Me, I'm playing Hoodstock before I had the dreadlocks
I use to reminisce 'Should I do music or sell rocks？'
Wrote my own props, living in the PJ's
That's when the Angel came to you and said 'It's all a
Masquerade'
Eyes with no faces, speakers with no lace
I feel that Earth's spinnin, but I'm standin in the same space
With no trace of what happened last night
I seen two fiends fighting over a crack pipe
Now I'm watching TV, my antennae was a close hanger
Blurry vision, Mister McGee Hunn, David Banner
Flip the data, the kids was wearin bandanas
Totin hammers aimin at your medulla oblongata
Blaow blaow, a young thug with a slim figure
The romantic type like the movie 'Castle Blanca'
Herbs, sell 'em once, got busted by undercover
Buyer, my supplier was a Gypsy cab driver
That's when I realize I need to find a new hustle
Living in the jungle to get taught became my muscle
I strive through snake eyes who wanted me crucified
I thought that I was drowning but I was getting baptized
Now behold, I heard you sold 20 mill'
But with no street credibility, your overkill
You ain't real, talkin bout keep it gangsta
Phony, if you knew the gangstas sent me to shank you
Gank you, gank you, tie up your ankles
And if that ain't enought, I call Henchman's to linch you
Now, at the funeral, I can see the Priest bless you
But in the after life, I'ma still touch you
Knockin on heavens door, your beggin to get in
That's when the center man greets you with the face of Satan
Now you look frightened in the belly of the whale
That's when the warden say 'I wanna welcome you to hell'
Fools, is 5 bucks, get off the phone, times up
I seen him cut from his head to his nuts
You wish you wouldn't, wish you couldn't, wish it got to me
Cause you screamin so loud that a deaf man can hear
Back to the silence, no more droppin science
Er'body rappin about diamonds and violence
And they ain't are's, all they do is charge credit cards
And when the bill comes, they blame it on the rap stars
Now how you figure？ I ain't rent a car
I wasn't at the spa, I ain't by the bar
Now here's a jewel when you get your first record deal
Don't subject yourself to the mass appeal
First Class, caviar in the vel'
In the new S Class with the Jordan wheels
Remember, the music in the streets like the streets
You know the cold of the streets, er'body tryin to eat
The evidence is concrete, I'm tired of the same song
You take me how, you must be high off heroin
Sharper than I ever been, this one gon get a 10
Rappers, I'ma murder y'all with your own medicine
I move with faith, I never have doubt
I'm so hungry you will think I'm just coming out
But I been here before, from 'Blun' to 'The Score'
To 'The Carnival', Ecleftic World Tour
I'm causin whores, waitin in the back doors
They want me to rock they boat and shift they more short
That's when the Father said 'Take me to this lesson'
They wanna cut your hair like Deliala did Sampson
I felt that, so I went back to my format
Raps and backpack, gats for carjacks
Hats for pussycats, cause Aids, I don't want that
And for the DJ's, here's something y'all can scratch
Technique 12, Benito hits the watts
Hypnotize the crowd, the dance floor is jam packed
Now sing along like a negro spiritual
No one got shot tonight, it's a miracle
What's this I hear, y'all wanna take my spot？
You got a better chance putting a gorilla in a headlock
I'm too focused, I can see through your lens
You ain't a G, just a wanna be, Kingpin said...
'The next time, y'all wanna pay for protection
I suggest that you hit up the Haitian Sicilians'
80 bars, 80 scars
80 bars, 80 scars
80 bars, 80 scars
80 bars
4.Masquerade
The streets is mad right now
Tell em why we mad
Rappers whatever you call yourself
Pack ya bags and get out of town
Cause I'ma strike down on thee wit great vengence and furious
anger
Those who attempt to poison da hood
I'ma let y'all know da preacher's son is back
Uh, Refugee, one time, one time
Uh, M.O.P., two time, two time, one time
Bumpy knuckles now the world is in trouble
Come on
Yo, you're number one on the charts
You're a masquerade
Paid for your billboard slots
You're a masquerade
Because the block knows hot
You're a masquerade
You're livin in a uh
You're livin in a masquerade
I'm on first
So, this ain't a rap verse
It's more like a voodoo curse
So when you die the kids'll throw rocks at ya hearse
Cause you lie too much
You don't got no gat
At your arm reach is ink
At your headpiece now you pissin in your briefs
Hold up
We just saw you on your BET and MTV, a public access channel
Talkin bout I'ma thug
You're an animal, a canibal, you even scare hannibal
But when the blackout came no light for your candle
So welcome to the real world where a spade is a spade
And I'ma call it like I see it
Ay, y'all living in a masquerade
Even though Jacob iced you out wit the baguettes
Money wit no respect that makes you a suspect
So you can't ride through Brownsville
You want peace you better call Churchill
If not, feel Clef when he connects wit M.O.P. family and plays
guitar at your eulogy
You wanna claim you run da block
You're a masquerade
Givin information to the cops
You're a masquerade
I mean you never seen a rock
You're livin in a uh
You're livin in a masquerade
Masquerade
Now the grimy lil bastards line up
Time's up
I'm up
They say we dem dans to show you how to get it crunk
I'm still plottin wit Fox
Today
I do it wit Clef
Whoever
We throw mack and that's to the death bless royalty
You youngstas better get back before you get a set back and get
clapped
That's it and that's that
Clef
Hold that
Take all dat and fall back
I kick too much ass
Kick ass
To rock jewels, rock Prada
F-ck Gucci shoes, Timbs mo hotta
We still grip arms Brook norm bound sh-t
The streets don't want that watered down sh-t
Fam, we clear the whole stage
You don't wannaa ride wit us
We got road rage
Now I'ma let my hood tell you
You're a masquerade
I bet you feedin the dogs
You're a masquerade
I thought we still and we rob
You're a masquerade
You're livin in a uh
You're livin in a masquerade
I'm hittin sixteen bars
A murder, real murder, baby
This ain't a fade
Ngas pumpin they fist like they punchin at gods
Over ten years rippin MC
I bring it hard
Don't make me split yo chest and pull yo card
R＆B singer the greatest and now barred
Cause he been feelin on booties of too young cuties
Got mo bombs left
You punk ngas, we used to shake your pumpy hands
You'll have no arms left
You ain't a pimp
You ain't a mack
You keep bches in the house all day
I keep em on the track
Drinkin cocoa and wearin long mink coats black
Hit em twelve-inch stilettos
Tappin through the ghetto
I can see it in your eyes
Little ngas you ain't a part of shakin ngas hand, shakin ngas
heart
I keep the underground in shape
It never be soft
You wanna make it like them fat naked bches turnin me off
Now I'ma let my hood tell you
You're a masquerade
I bet you feedin the dogs
You're a masquerade
I thought we still and we rob
You're a masquerade
You're livin in a uh
You're livin in a masquerade
Neary Paneary won't you take em to the Middle East
5.1-800-Henchman
Yo this is Jimmy Henchman and you wouldn't wanna be in what I be
in
Now if you want management, 1-800-Henchman, boy
Straight up on 93.1 Masquerade
6.You Say Keep It Gangsta
But when the beef come, you're the first to run (YOU SAY KEEP IT
GANGSTA)
Yo, that ain't your gun, it belongs to... (YOU SAY KEEP IT
GANGSTA)
You roll with a hundred, but when the beef come don't nobody
want it
(Gangster, la la la la, la la la la)
I want to dedicate this chant to my people locked down livin
life in the yard
(KEEP IT GANGSTA)
Keep a shank boofed up in their tape just in case a thug wanna
play hard
(KEEP IT GANGSTA)
All this ice-grillin talk bout you King of New York, now you
wanna call a guard
(THAT AIN'T GANGSTA)
But it's too late when the guard show up cause your body's going
straight to the morgue
(KEEP IT GANGSTA)
But when the beef come, you're the first to run (YOU SAY KEEP IT
GANGSTA)
Yo, that ain't your gun, it belongs to... (YOU SAY KEEP IT
GANGSTA)
You roll with a hundred, but when the beef come don't nobody
want it
(...GANGSTER)
I wanna dedicate this jam to the ladies holdin spots when they
fellows lock down
(KEEP IT GANGSTA)
Keep a glock in they pocket blowin shots till they pray I'm in
town
(KEEP IT GANGSTA)
And to the snitch that ratted on rich the streets got you 16
rounds
(THAT AIN'T GANGSTA)
But theres only one place for a gully rat, six feet under the
ground
(YOU SAY KEEP IT GANGSTA)
I'm gon keep it gangsta
(YOU SAY KEEP IT GANGSTA)
La la la la, la la la la
(YOU SAY KEEP IT GANGSTA)
You roll with a hundred, but when the beef come don't nobody
want it
(...GANGSTER)
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
Yo, stop with the posin
Y'all ain't really holdin
I'm about to open, a chapter of the Omen
Casket, closin, bodies, frozen
I've, been chosen, y'all forsaken
Ante up, so the chains get taken
Flash backs of the rock season in the making
Ain't no more MC'n, ice is just gleamin
And you wonder why you got robbed, cause your life had no
meaning, fake gangsta
(YOU SAY KEEP IT GANGSTA)
But when the beef come, you're the first to run (YOU SAY KEEP IT
GANGSTA)
Yo, that ain't your gun, it belongs to... (YOU SAY KEEP IT
GANGSTA)
You roll with a hundred, but when the beef come don't nobody
want it
(...GANGSTER)
Nobody, nobody, nobody
(YOU SAY KEEP IT GANGSTA)
Now what would you do if Henchman's came for you？ (GANGSTA)
9 out of 10 times you would flea your crew (GANGSTA)
So people your lying say you running these streets (YOU SAY KEEP
IT GANGSTA)
You better watch out cause they have heat (GANGSTA)
Now what would you do if Big Jack came for you？ (GANGSTA)
9 out of 10 times you would leave your crew (GANGSTA)
So people your lying say you running these streets (GANGSTA)
You better watch out cause they have heat
Gangsta
I'm gonna keep it gangsta
You say keep it gangsta
La la la la, la la la la
You say keep it gangsta
Gangsta
You say keep it gangsta
7.Party Like I Party
Yo it's a lot a tension on this dance floor right now
A lot a thugs
A lot a thugettes
A lot a sets
A lot a projects
A lot a hungry people
I can't take this pressure no more
I gotta scream for the people, man
Ay
Ay
Chorus
To my killers in the club wit the burners that be screamin out
blow
Ain't no need to shoot tonight
To my ladies that be shakin they ass to that Wyclef sound
We gon get in crunk tonight
To my ballers and my ballettes that be comin to the party high
style
Y'all better watch y'all jewels tonight
If you smoke like I smoke in your high life everyday
I'm talkin bout Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday,
Saturday, Sunday
Yo you don't wanna beef cause if I pull artillery
You and your man'll be sorry
Cause I ain't come for war
I just came to dance
So grab a shorty
Let's party today
You and I know that you can't win
That's why you standin by the bouncer for protection
Clef ain't the one for the testin
You better off steppin before I clay your section
Anyway
Back to the girls that keep it movin
Teflon keep it groovin
We got you in the mood-n
After the club we can take a ride
I got this new G5 on dubs outside
Yo you can call your crew and I can call my crew and we could do
this every weekend
Cause if you party like I party dem niggas call 911 everyday
I'm talkin bout Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday,
Saturday, Sunday
Chorus
If you ain't from my hood you get robbed like every day
I'm talkin bout Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday,
Saturday, Sunday
Anyway
Now the night is through girl what you wanna do
Like Bubba Sparxxx let's get ugly
You and I know that you want this
So tell your girls follow us in they Lexus
Back to the Delano, the W, the Sheraton, the Mondrian
It's the after party
If you drink like I drink then you drunk like everyday
I'm talkin bout Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday,
Saturday, Sunday
Ay yo, Clef, pass dem keys dog
You toe down, baby
Ay
Ay
Chorus
If you smoke like I smoke then you high like everyday
I'm talkin bout Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday,
Saturday, Sunday
8.Oh What A Night
It's funny how the Earth rotates, man you never know what's
going to happen, ya know mean？
All I said was 'Aiight, I got this chiki bang bang dang da dang'
Then it all got it started for me, man
Yo, man I'm just getting back from the tour, man
What it be like, man？
Yo, bust it, turn me up
Somebody told me if you can make in New York City, man, you can
make it anywhere else, man
Somehow I believe that shhhh
Oh, what a night
Late December, 1993 (what happened？)
Who thought he would rule the industry？
What an MC on the grind
Yo, I ain't always have whips, I ain't always have yachts
I ain't always have chips, I ain't always have rocks
Matta fact I was a grimey little negro
Who said if music didn't work, I'd sell diesel
What cha'll thought, I wasn't raised in the projects？
First of the month waitin for that PA check
Lived on the first floor
Were so poor that if you rung the buzzer the roaches would
answer the door (who is it？)
I went from boy to man in one night
When I saw my life flash like light from poltergeist
What made it worse, I couldn't speak English
But from his facial expressions, he wanted my Adidas
So hurry up and come out and play
I'll be damned if I leave bare-footed in this hallway
And I got big plans, so beg your pardon
Cause next year this time I'ma sell out the Garden
Yo, yo, I ain't gonna brag and boast and say I did it all
But I'm the only rapper to play Carnegie Hall
The first rap group, video cost a million
First rapper to ever rep for the Haitians
And sa fa say, na boolay
Grammy night, we took 3 away
22 million sold, I can't believe this
There's still ain't a rapper alive who could achieve this
But I ain't satisfied, when back to my home contemplating
How could I become the next Quincy Jones？
That's when Jerry hit me up on the horn and said
'Clef, your on the cover of
the cover of The Source by The Rolling Stones'
No more struggling, good life we loving it
You could live it too, if you only publish it
So here we go, so what's the scenario？
I own so many cars that I'm renting 'em for videos
9.Pussycat
Pussycat, Pussycat I love you
Yes, I do
You and
We gon send this one out to all the pussycats strugglin out
there
Let's go
Chorus
Whoa, whoa, whoa
See dat pussycat
Pussycat, lay back, take a sip of this yak
Feel me on this track
Girl let me spell out pussycat
You're the p-u-s-s-y-c-a-t
That's Clef in the drop Lex
Keep the prophylactics for safe sex
Manicure, pedicure, human hair from the Korean stores
Ghetto cats, got your back
I keep a gat for the alley cats
Sexy cat, rough cat
Doggy style on the floor mat
But make sure you wear your mitten
Or pay child support for your kitten
What's new pussycat
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Chorus
Hold up wait a minute
To all my hood kitties
Don't you pull your claws
There'll be none of that on the dance floor
For the battle cats
I got metaphors
You don't wanna test
You got sweaty paws
Which part you don't understand
Don't let it be another cat scan
Talk a ice when my shine reacts
I leave you blind wit a cataract
Ay yo
But did anybody see my bobcat
Anybody
It's been three weeks and we still haven't spoken
Oh, Lord
She found some mitten inside of my glove compartment
I said it wasn't mine
She said I was one cat that was lyin
So hey kitty-kitty meet me in the city
You know dogs we always on the gritty gritty
Freaky deaky in the pretty puddy-puddy
So baby girl let me ride the pony pony
What's new pussycat
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Chorus x 3
Yo where my freaky cats ready to do anything
Put the blind fold on
Girl let me feel your tongue ring
Bling
Now I'ma quick cat
Before your mama get back cat
Let me hit this with the quickness
Feel my physical I'm fitness
Ay, baby turn the A／C on
It's hot up in here
The way I stroke your fur
I make you wanna pur
Up in here
Sweat's coming down your back
Like drops of rain
Say my name
Say my name, baby
Chorus
To all my independent cats raisin kittens on through own their
own
Oh, hold your own girl
And to all my stray kittens
I got plenty mittens
And we can get it on, yeah
All night long
All night long
All night long
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
10.Midnight Lovers
For midnight lovers only
A slow jam exclusive
Hot 93.1
11.Two Wrongs
I'm just sittin' here playin' the guitar
City High, Claudette and 'Clef
Ehh, excuse me
If you see me screamin'
Deep in my mind
I'm only dreamin'
Cuz if I wake girl
And your not by my side
I feel like half of me
Is no longer alive
So please shorty,
Before you walk out that door, booby
Would you listen to my song？
If only, I give you one last chance (one last chance)
Wit the devil you can no longer advance
You've got to be faithful
So we could be prooful
Build a family
And follow God's destiny
So just before I run to the block, papi
I might listen to your song
I'm tryna have some dinner wit some candlelight
But promise me that you'll do the same
Now baby, understand (I understand)
That I forgive you
But I ain't gone forget
That you brought me a reason
Baby, baby, baby, baby
But I have grown
From a thug into a man
Built my castle with bricks,
And no longer with sand
Oh girl
Then just before I run to the block baby,
I might listen to your song
But promise me that you'll do the same
I'm so used to rain
That I can't see the sunshine no more
I'm so used to the pain that the
The sickness heals like a cure
But only if you gave me the keys to your soul
And let me in, I'm gonna love you over
But promise me that you'll do the same
Show me, yeaa
I aint gon stay on tha block no more girl
I'ma come home early girl, I promise
Yea yea .. {＊till fade＊}
12.Instant Request
Masquerade, 93.1, this is Big E
Who goes there
Hello, yes, am I on the air
Fo sho, live and clear, baby
Hi, this is Kwaliah, I would like to request a song
Make it quick or get the click, mama
I wanna hear I'm a th, what's that shh
That Thug Like Me, Kwa
Alright Instant Request, Masquerade Hot 93.1, baby
13.Thug Like Me
This joint right here
It goes out for the fellas
Creepin in the lady's home when they man ain't home
Ladies help me say
Chorus
If you ain't treatin your girlfriend right
Trust me when I tell you this
One day you won't be missed
Someone will replace your kiss
You wanna be hardcore
Like the rapper Jadakiss
Or a thug like me will be up in your house
Cookin breakfast in the morning
I know you heard these words before
But you never heard em quite like this
You gon find yourself livin all by yourself
Who woulda ever thought wit a stranger she would share her
wealth
Now a stranger like me is lyin under her sheets
This is a warning red alert emergency
If you can't find your girl that means she's here wit me
She said you had an argument
So I brought her roses
You know what comes next when the door closes
You don't like her smile
So you treat her foul
You only give her attention when I'm on the prowl
And now your guilty conscience got you actin wild
And now you wanna flip mode like you Busta Rhymes
Chorus
This is a warning red alert emergency
If you can't find your girl she's at work wit me
Yo we eatin brunch while you havin lunch
You don't even call to see what she wants
You don't like her smile so you treat her foul
You only give her attention when I'm on the prowl
And now your guilty conscience got you actin wild
And now you wanna flip like you Busta Rhymes
Chorus
This is a warning
It's a radar warning
My dogs I'm talking to you right now
You need to hold her and console her
Never, never, never be afraid to tell her that you love her
Chorus
Get on the phone and call your girlfriend right now
You shoulda listened to her
Shoulda listened to her
You shoulda listened to her
Shoulda listened to her
Oh, you should listen to her
Sometimes you should listen to her
Take her out for dinner
Shoulda listened to her
Take her to the movies
Shoulda listened to her
She lookin groovy
Shoulda listened to her
That kinda girl ready
Shoulda listened to her
Yo you should listen to her
Shoulda listened to her
Sometimes just listen to her
Shoulda listened to her
Listen to her
Shoulda listened to her
Sometimes just listen to her
Shoulda listened to her
14.Daddy
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
I'm sure y'all heard about my dad
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
This one goes out for everybody that lost somebody
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
Be strong
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
Now I understand what Scarface meant
When he said I never seen a man cry till I seen a man die
Never in my deepest thoughts that I would imagine
I would be the one carrying a coffin
Yo I feel like a orphan even though I got a mom
I'm the first born so I gotta play strong
Memories of the past bout when we cried when we laughed
It makes it hard, dad, for me to finish write this paragraph
I remember when we all shoved snow frost bites and all
Temperature forty below
You used to call me lazy cause I said it was too cold
But you would go in the crib fix me a fresh cup a cocoa
I can't front
I wish there was a sequel of the sixth sense
So I could see dead people
I'm so hurt, dad
I can't cry no more
But I know that you're knockin on heaven's door
Peace
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
Rest in peace, dad
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
All my people live on
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
Rest in peace, dad
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
Look into my eyes
Realize I'm the same man my father was
Y'all can tell by my Pink Cadillac
The way I clean my ride
Old grim tilted to the side
But what I loved most was when the God philosophize
About the philosophies of life in its reality
Keep the right mentality
Don't fall into vanity
Sometime I feel like he standin watchin over me
Whisperin in my ear, baby boy, I'm still here
I heard him said I'm the shadow right beside you
And if you confused, son, I'm there to guide you
And even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I fear no evil
For the Lord is wit me
But don't forget that your mom's in your hands
You two were so close
That I finally understand
And here's a message to your brothers and your sisters
I'ma miss em
No matter what I'ma be wit em
Peace
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
To my dad, rest in peace
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
I guess I'll see you at the resurrection
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
To all my people that lost somebody
Da--a, daddy, daddy, daddy
Put the lighters in the air
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
Oh, daddy
Oh, daddy
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
Oh, yeah, yeah
I need you, daddy
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
Oh, oh
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
Daddy
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
15.Knockin on Heaven's Door
I remember playin my guitar in the projects
Playin in the PJ's
A product of the environment
Pour some liquor for those who passed away
I told my mom I'ma get up out of da hood
Mama
My dad taught me the American dream, baby
You can be anything that you wanna be
If I did it y'all could do it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mama, take these guns away from here
Mama, I can't shoot them anymore
Cease fire
I feel a dark cloud coming over
So poor, so dark
It feels like I'm knockin on the heaven's door
To Biggie Smalls and Tupac
Knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
Hip hop
To Freaky Ty and Big Heavy
Lost boy
Knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
Yeah
And to the Princess Aaliyah
We're knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
To my brother Big Pun
Terror Squad
We're knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
Oh Lord, Oh Lord
Would someone take these guns away from here
Take these guns from the street, Lord
I can't shoot my brothers anymore
I seen a thug cry
I feel a dark cloud coming over me
Over me
It feels like
It feels like I'm knockin on the heaven's door
So sing along street children
We're knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
And to my daddy that passed away
Rest in peace
Knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
To the god, Fred Jordan, we're
And put the Fugees on
Knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
To my people doin time
We're
Locked up
Knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
Crypts and Bloods, Latin peace
Please just chill wit the violence
Though even though I know that the bad boy move in silence
I'm asking y'all please chill wit the violence
Said even though I know that the gangsters move in silence
Whoa
We're knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
To my people in the Twin Tower
We're knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
And to my soldiers in the Pentagon
We're knock, knock, knockin on the heaven's door
New York
New York
New York
New York
New York
Mama
To my people in the streets
I'm talkin to you now
Please put down your heat
Oh Lord
To my brothers that's on the corner
Oh God
Ay get out quick or you too will be knockin on heaven's door
16.The Eulogy
If you could see them
The bullet riddle brothers you thought were brave
The thugs, the gangstas
If you could hear them right now as they knock on heaven's door
They would tell you straight up
Stop the sh-t
The shootin, the bangin
Too many tears
Too many wakes
Too many twenty-five to lifes
And wake up
They're up there right now talkin to you in tongues of fire
For the love of life
Stop it
Yo, if you don't stop, I'm gonna get you before you get yourself
This has been Philipe Luciano broadcasting live on Hot 93.1
Masquerade
Holla
17.War No More
Light is in the air right now
Two thousand and two rebel music
The saga continues
Listen, children
What's the problem in Manhattan
Every ten men they look like Bin Laden
So I have problems when I go to the airport
First thing they do they wanna ask me for my passport
The said Wyclef we love the Fugees the score
But did anybody give you any strange package to bring on board
I was like ＆no'
Here comes your national guards
This look like a scene from the movie Star Wars
One foot in, one foot out standing in the airplane
I'm on tour
I'm on my way to Japan
First class, dark shades
Let the fuschia out bed
I want to sleep but keep my eyes on the cock pit
Why just think they stay target- the pilot
We gonna take over the plane
Like the Los Angeles riot
Riot
Riot
The Middle East
The Middle East
The street pack more heat than the Middle East
The Middle East
The Middle East
When will the violence sleep in the Middle East
The Middle East
The street pack more heat than the Middle East
The Middle East
The Middle East
When will the violence
Say peace
Say peace
We don't want no war no more
Let me hear the streets
Peace, oh peace
We don't want no war no more
Let me hear the Middle East now
Peace, now peace, oh peace, oh peace
We don't want no war no more
Let me hear the USA say peace
Say peace
Lord, peace
We don't want no war no more
We don't want no war no more
We don't want no war no more
We don't want no war no more
We don't want no war no more
We don't want no war no more
We don't want no war no more
Ay, peace
Oh peace
We don't want no war no more
No, no let me hear you say
Peace, peace,
Say peace, say peace
We don't want no war no more
No, no, no, no
Say peace, oh peace
We don't want no war no more
No more riots
Riots
riots
Riots
Riots
Riots
Riot
18.The Mix Show
We gon send this out for every street DJ
This is somethin for the mix shows
Mix shows
You don't wanna go outside
Because the thugs are outside
They bustin slugs outside
So you don't wanna go outside
Let's go
Uh, I'm outside lookin in
I could feel it through the wind
From the streets' shore
I could see the shark's fin
They ain't eat nuttin in a week
And they hunger is the reason why the blood drips on the
concrete
So run your juice
Pit bulls drew
They gon shoot you in the head so what good is your bullet proof
Unless your bullet proof-la what's your affiliation
You just a rat handin out information
You wanna run and said Clef took my paper
Clef ain't take your paper
Clef is just a narrator
Think I'm a singer
I'ma have you call a operator
911 now you breavin through a respiratior
All dat gun-clappin yappin meet me outside
You never seen a ghost until you seen the other side
So think before you speak or blood is go leak
You shouldn't have no problems understandin
I ain't speakin Greek
I need a hundred grand
And I ain't talkin bout no candy bar
Take over your strip like it's Candahar
You gonna see so much red you think your man on Mars
That concrete that's under your feet gon land on hard
I got gooms that stand on guard
Post up waitin wit the toaster
Hit you from close up
Bare face
No black mask
No silencers
On the burners everybody hear da gat blast
Bodies found chopped up in black bags inside incenerators
I got power like generators
Slugs wit names on it
The message I send to haters
In my hood I'm know as a menace to neighbors
Me and my men for paper
We don't fear the morgue
Only thing we afraid of is we scared to starve
You can't stop the shine
Play a black cloud in my dollar signs and be a victim of a
violent crime
For real
The flows is death defyin
Act real and ya neck be flyin
Brains and guts like I was savin private Ryan
Test the iron
And I show you a wall, cat
That's filled wit bodies
See where your balls at, if you all dat
And I show a wall, cat, that's filled wit bodies
And yours could be the next
Number 19, erased out the projects
I progress everyday I'm livin this life
I won't stop till I'm buried, dog
I'm livin it right
Just gimme the price and I'm willin to take a chance
I keep it ass hard
Cause this sh in my pants
And if you wanna dance you need to jump to these lyrics
You feelin the physical form as well as the spirit
Don't try to compare it
Just listen and love to hear it
And if it's fire you know not to come near it
I keep it flame broil enough to make your brains boil
Put you in a stash where nobody could say they saw you
Check, G.O.D. put it down like it's burnin hot
Execute you on the spot no warnin shot
Comin Timothy McVay I burn down your block
First I kick in your door cause in war we don't knock
I got no competition
Only man that could see me is the man in the mirror
Keep wishin
Keep fishin
Get a hundred and fifty stitches
Your last rights
Last meal
Last wishes
This is summin for the mix shows
They call me most honorable, most knowledgeable
Toast bottles in blue
The hydropronic goose
I spit ten words blow you to molecules
I'm under your skin cells and your hair follicles
It's the jewel
Whatever I could see I could be
I saw hip-hop became a MC
Then I saw the streets became a OG
Then I learn to see myself became G.O.D.
We get them packs off often
I'm on da block where it's scorchin
The life that I live'll make you nauseous
Most of our ngs see a coffin
Most of our ish see abortions
Of course we are lost in the circle of Karma
This is summin for the mix shows
Where you and your mama, grandmama, and great-grandmama live out
the same drama
Where you and your father, father's fathers, great and fore
fathers felt horror like no tomorrow
I'm from United Snakes, the country of crime
The city look ish they changed the skyline
And it's us against swine and they loosin they mind
In the van with my grind
And thirst to gimme time
I'ma ball or get signed or bang and take mine
My design's undefined
I'm clearly one of a kind
It's best you realize only the fittest survive
For cowards it's suicide so don't come outside
You don't wanna come outside
Masquerade
Its Blaques outside
Fam and Prolific, we all outside
So you don't wanna come outside
Refugee
Ay, yo we gon send this out for every street DJ that ain't
getting no real radio airplay
You know I mean
That's comin on the radio at one o'clock in da mornin
That got da streets on lock
This generation!
19.Ghetto Racine(Pj's Creole Mix)
Haiti, I wanna welcome yall to West Indian day Parade(Sak pase)
This is my Carabanner, The PJ's Remix IN CREOLE let's Go!!
Ghetto Nou te fet nan ghettoooo(Kenbe zam nou)
Fok nout reprezante pou moun poooo(Pa tire Pa tire)
Paske si se pat pou moun poo
Nou pa tap janm konnen Wyclef
Mwen pa sou bo no
Mwen pa sou bo sud
Mwen pa sou bo les
Mwen pa sou Bo wes
Msou bo bel dam yo
Neg ki gen zam yo
Neg ki sere Bob Marley nan choset yo
Le police kenbe yo yo tire yo
Le imigrasyon pran yo yo depote yo
Neg kwa des bouke yo
Neg kap fe grimo
Yo di yo fe gri paske peyi pa gen lajan o
Peyi pa gen Lajan Kanaval Chak ane o
Lajan pou kanaval fok gen lajan pou manje o
Respekte bon dye oo
Domi avek Kwa sa oo
32 degre men mwen kay on mason o
Leternel est mon Bergee je ne make rien o
Menm si mkenbew nan foul la map epike ou avek kouto(anko)
(Poukisa)Pase nou pa respekte ble e te
Nou te fet nan ghetto kounyen kaynou gen elevator
Mezanmi Brooklyn bloke mezanmi gade li bloke
Canada Bloke mezanmi gade li bloke
Miami bloke mezanmi gade li bloke
Haiti bloke mezanmi gade li bloke
Ghetto mwen te fet nan ghetto
Fok mwen reprezant pou moun po
Pase si se pat pou moun po
Nou pa tanp janm konnen wyclef
Gade nan kwadebouke yo gen on nouvo zam yo rele Nou Pa care
Koman yo rele zam sa Nou pa care
Li tiye manman papa fre avek se
Lem pale ak zam la zam la dim li pa ke
Mwen di zam yo yap voyew nan lanfe
Zam lan di msye met pase li gen tan vizite lisife
Oh gade mysye kape rale zam li
Zam la pa menm bon pou di bonswa ak jesus
Pase Le wap rale se le sa nap tire
Le wap pale se kadav ou nap gade(anh anh anh)
Gwo gason nou pral antere o fon
Si se JAMES BOND ou ye aswe a nap touye espyon
Nou gen on nouvo zam yo rele nou pa care
Koman yo rele zam sa nou pa care
li tiye manman papa fre avek se
Lem pale ak zam la zam la dim li pa care
Vyolans nou pa vle mezanmi (nou pa vlel)
Foul la avanse mezanmi (Avansel)
Sivouple pinga pouse mezanmi (pinga nou pouse)
Siveye Lougawou yo aswe a yo anvi vole
Lase mwen pap janm bliye lase
Mwen te fet kwadesbouke
Paske si se pat pou AYITI
Nou patap janm konnen Wyclef
Leve men nou si no soti nan GHETTO
Kote dread lox yo ki te genyen AFRO
Kote ayisyen yo ki renmen manje Mango
Kote timoun piti yo kap jwe LAGO
Depi yo we Wyclef yo gen satisfaksyon
Yo renmen mesye a ki gen 12 televizyon
Mezanmi Playstation DVD li nan dwe nan jem
Le POLICE kenbe mwen se machin mwen yo vle gade
Gade on ayisyen ki soti an ayiti
Lem jwe Las Vegas yo relem Elvis Presley
Oh Oh yo banm on body guard ki soti an Italy
Men nou konnen wyclef pa janm mache san fizi
Mezanmi si li fe nwa map tire sou la lune
Paske nou konnen Wyclef Jean se Jean-Jacques Dessalines
Timoun nan ghetto pinga nou chanje channel
Bondye ap pwoteje nou kankou li pwoteje Danniel
Jeriko Jeriko Miray la kraze
Jeriko Jeriko Miray la kraze
Jeriko Jeriko Miray la kraze
Men gade miray e yo pa kraze
Mezanmi Ghetto nou te fet nan ghetto
Fok nou reprezante pou moun po
Paske si se pat pou moun po
Nou pa tap janm konnen Jerall
Mezanmi leve drapo nou mezanmi pi wo pi wo
Respekte refije yo pi wo pi wo
Nou konnen nou se MVP pi wo pi wo
Respekte rasin lan pi wo pi wo
MVP rasin,Bagay yo pral kontinye
Jeriko Jeriko Miray la kraze
Jeriko Jeriko Miray la kraze
Jeriko Jeriko Miray la kraze
Men gade miray e yo pa kraze
Woy woy woy back up back up
Jeriko Miray la kraze(10x)
Met yo di siw te la,laj pa tap mouri... enben kotel ye？
Laj sa, Leve nan tomb la(until fade)
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