When I was young, bought me a guitar A microphone and she I'd go far She said, "Just keep it raw, the hardcore" Listen to my talk and get up, I'm on the with my
Hey kids, around, it's Wyclef and Melky Sedeck I got a story to tell, we go
Sit right back and hear a of a hustler 'round my way He used to clock around the block from my grandma stayed BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof One night, he out the car And a bullet in his bubblegoose He a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his You can be at the party loose But you can catch a in your bubblegoose
Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, OK, what should I next? Oh yeah, and if you know, success brings stress I'm vexed, my phone rings, collect caller from The say, "If you accept, say yes" "Yes, the deal, son?" "Yo, I got bad news" Yo, by the tone of his voice, I heard the I'll blues "The friends will you, them too can break you They an execution like Fu Manchu" "Who?" "You know the character from channel 5 (wahoo)" "Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm you" "Hey yo, cousin Rohann..." "Uh-huh" "Who to sell bang" "Uh-huh" "DT's found his in the back of Bennigans" "What?" "In a bag with a note attached" "Saying what?" "A and a half or he won't be back" "So me by the Brooklyn Bridge, 12:00 sharp" "If not, at the funeral, you play the harp" Yo, why wanna start and make me play my part? Don't they know like Sting, I can turn this murder art? I into my car, there's gotta be a joke Traffic's backed up, who's in town, the S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I turned and looked To my surprise, it was my sis, Sedeck
Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler my way He to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed Black BMW rims to match, windows bulletproof One night, he out the car And caught a bullet in his He caught a bullet in his He a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be at the party loose But you can catch a bullet in your
You're shootin' in the opposite I'm thinkin', "Should I fire or back on ammunition On wig transition?" My mission, like 6, is to spread love But all you mugs got me wearin' black gloves You up in my face, I see the fear in eyes You gonna feel the pain like a man gettin' circumcised Shalom, shalom, pardon my But my right hand's on your throat, you to death You provoke the cycle, call You're in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh You hear me Urkel, blood will turn purple Like the color, you holler, bawlin' for mother No-one hears you even though you You used to walk around the with the daily rock Things done changed since your got hot Now you got your knot wocked your very own Glock
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