Yo, the Brooklyn is going to collapse yo Yo, this is Wyclef Jean the Allstars up in here The CNN for the Yo what's this I here the police in Brooklyn? Turn jam up yo Yo this is the type of jam that be getting No I want the whole world to this joint right here (apocalypse baby) Yo this is the type of jam that be No Airplay You asked for it buddy, it comes...
[Wyclef - - 2x One, two ; out for the man in blue Three, four; I it raw and hardcore Five, six; you're us with nightsticks Seven, eight; I'm forced to a thirty-eight Nine, you put me in a pen if I could do it all again, I'd probably bust your
[Wyclef - One] I'm from a of black bats, alley rats and cats Scratch up my car, set me up for the Under pressure, got a legal gat Two straps, a total of caps Say positive? More positivity More positivity, more police Thugs get angry, the violence You want peace, make Wyclef chief of Riding through the it's the same old story It's either you play ball or you drug Standing on the when the spot gets hot to get set up, by a crooked cop So I'm sittin back, on instrumentals I touch, it turns monumental Me and Wonder, we keep it credible for the streets At the same we've gotta eat When we it's to enterprise We're guaranteed to sell a mil before we die But Jerry is broke, that's the Nine-seven, it's no more eviction No more war milk, no government cheese keep on shooting at our bulletproof Bentleys
Yo this is the of jam that be getting No Airplay The Brooklyn Bridge is to collapse, apocalypse the type of jam that be getting No Airplay The ghetto is fed up, we got the in the air
- 1x
[Wyclef - Two]
Hey yo, on Earth, the party's still at the Tunnel on the side of the river, what man quiver get fed to the alligator Gun blasts equivalent to the bombs in Harbor Rescue choppers, Brooklyn to Hiroshima I'm driving to Jersey to the terror I was on the highway a black Viper A car pulls up, is he a or a sniper? A blue Rover, he says pull over I didn't know he was a DT I out my lungs, 'This is discrimination! the charge?' He said, 'You robbed a gas station' me? Not me! It couldn't be, I was at the Grammy's with L-Boogie, didn't you see me on 'B.S.!, you're all in the gang' He ran me off the road, he was Roscoe Pe-col-trane I stayed calm, gave him a of a show Cause if it's time to go, all I gotta press is turbo Heard him on his walkie, road on 280 West Things got serious, that's I bust a left U-Turn, my tires burn, my concern, was the comin collision waited a second, changed position one heh, I almost went up in a blaze Running from appeared to be a masquerade You know the story, the same old math In Brooklyn, put a plunger up a man's ass!
This is the type of jam that be getting No The Brooklyn will collapse son! is the type of kam that be getting No Airplay Police needs to stop!!!
I'm out! Wyclef Jean, CNN...CNN...CNN! (Where Brooklyn at?! Where at?) forget Jersey though baby! Police is all around the whole world, we really need to chill all of out...