When I was young, bought me a guitar A microphone and she I'd go far She said, "Just keep it raw, the hardcore" to my talk and get up, I'm on the corner with my
Hey kids, around, it's Wyclef and Melky Sedeck I got a story to tell, we go
Sit back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way He used to clock around the block where my grandma stayed Black BMW with rims to match, bulletproof One night, he out the car And caught a in his bubblegoose He caught a 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, should I write next? Oh yeah, and if you don't know, success brings I'm vexed, my phone rings, caller from Jeff 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 will make you, them too can break you They plan an 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 used to bang" "Uh-huh" "DT's found his in the back of Bennigans" "What?" "In a plastic bag with a attached" "Saying what?" "A million and a half or he be back" "So meet me by the Brooklyn Bridge, sharp" "If not, at the funeral, you play the harp" Yo, why they wanna start and make me play my Don't they like Sting, I can turn this murder into art? I jumped my car, there's gotta be a joke Traffic's backed up, in town, the Pope? S-s-s-s-someone the horn, I turned and looked left To my surprise, it was my sis, Sedeck
Sit right back and hear a tale of a 'round my way He used to clock around the from where my grandma stayed Black BMW with rims to match, bulletproof One night, he out the car And caught a bullet in his He a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his You can be at the party gettin' But you can catch a bullet in your
You're shootin' in the opposite I'm thinkin', "Should I fire or hold on ammunition On wig transition?" My mission, like Take 6, is to spread 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, Michael lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh You me Urkel, your blood will turn purple Like the color, you holler, for your mother No-one you even though you knock You used to walk around the with the daily rock Things done changed your spark got hot Now you got your knot wocked your very own Glock
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