Yo, the Bridge is going to collapse yo Yo, is Wyclef Jean the Refugee Allstars up in here The CNN for the Yo what's this I here about the police in this jam up yo Yo this is the type of jam be getting No Airplay I want the world to hear this joint right here (apocalypse baby) Yo this is the type of jam that be No Airplay You for it buddy, here it comes...
- Hook] - 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 pack a Nine, you put me in a pen if I could do it all again, I'd bust your chin
[Wyclef - One] I'm from a land of black bats, alley rats and up my car, set me up for the carjack Under pressure, got a legal gat Two straps, a total of caps Say something positive? More positivity, more police brutality Thugs get angry, the increase You want peace, make chief of police Riding through the it's the same old story It's either you play or you drug dealy-dealy on the block when the spot gets hot Guaranteed to get set up, by a cop So I'm back, rhyming on instrumentals I touch, it turns monumental Me and Jerry Wonder, we keep it for the streets At the same time gotta eat we commercialize it's to enterprise We're guaranteed to sell a mil before we die But is broke, that's the situation Nine-seven, like no more eviction No more war milk, no more cheese Police keep on shooting at our Bentleys
Yo this is the type of jam that be No Airplay The Brooklyn is about to collapse, apocalypse This the of jam that be getting No Airplay The ghetto is fed up, we got the in the air
- 1x
[Wyclef - Two]
Hey yo, back on Earth, the party's at the Tunnel on the side of the river, what man quiver Rats get fed to the Gun blasts equivalent to the in Pearl Harbor Rescue choppers, Brooklyn turned to I'm to Jersey to escape the terror I was on the pushing a black Viper A car up, is he a jack or a sniper? A blue Rover, he says pull over I know he was a DT undercover I screamed out my lungs, is discrimination! the charge?' He said, just robbed a gas station' 'Who me? Not me! It be, I was at the Grammy's with L-Boogie, you see me on TV?' 'B.S.!, you're all in the same He ran me off the road, he was Roscoe Pe-col-trane I stayed calm, him a hell of a show if it's ever time to go, all I gotta press is turbo Heard him on his walkie, block on 280 West Things got serious, that's when I bust a U-Turn, my burn, my concern, was the truck comin collision waited a second, changed position Close one heh, I almost went up in a from what appeared to be a masquerade You the story, it's the same old math In Brooklyn, police put a up a man's ass!
This is the type of jam that be getting No The Brooklyn will collapse son! This is the of kam that be getting No Airplay Police needs to stop!!!
I'm out! Wyclef Jean, CNN...CNN...CNN! (Where Brooklyn at?! Brooklyn at?) Can't forget though baby! Police is all around the whole world, we really need to chill all of out...