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