Yo, the Brooklyn Bridge is going to yo Yo, this is Wyclef Jean the Refugee Allstars up in The CNN for the Yo this I here about the police in Brooklyn? this 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 of jam that be getting No Airplay You for it buddy, here it comes...
- Hook] - 2x One, two ; watch out for the man in Three, four; I keep it raw and Five, six; beating us with nightsticks Seven, eight; I'm to pack a thirty-eight Nine, you put me in a pen if I do it all again, I'd probably bust your chin
- Verse One] I'm from a land of black bats, alley and cats up my car, set me up for the carjack Under pressure, I've got a gat Two straps, a total of caps Say positive? More positivity More positivity, police brutality Thugs get angry, the violence You want peace, make Wyclef chief of through the hood it's the same old story It's either you ball or you drug dealy-dealy Standing on the block when the spot hot Guaranteed to get set up, by a cop So I'm sittin back, on instrumentals I touch, it turns monumental Me and Jerry Wonder, we keep it for the streets At the same time we've eat When we commercialize 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 Police keep on shooting at our bulletproof
Yo this is the type of jam be getting No Airplay The Brooklyn 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
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[Wyclef - Verse
Hey yo, back on Earth, the party's still at the on the West of the river, what man quiver Rats get fed to the Gun equivalent to the bombs in Pearl Harbor Rescue choppers, Brooklyn to Hiroshima I'm driving to to escape the terror I was on the highway pushing a black A car pulls up, is he a jack or a A blue Range Rover, he says over I didn't know he was a DT I screamed out my lungs, is discrimination! the charge?' He said, 'You just a gas station' 'Who me? Not me! It be, I was at the Grammy's L-Boogie, didn't you see me on TV?' 'B.S.!, you're all in the gang' He ran me off the road, like he was Roscoe I stayed calm, gave him a hell of a Cause if ever time to go, all I gotta press is turbo Heard him on his walkie, block on 280 West Things got serious, that's I bust a left U-Turn, my burn, my concern, was the truck head-on collision waited a second, changed position Close one heh, I went up in a blaze from what appeared to be a masquerade You know the story, it's the same old In Brooklyn, put a plunger up a man's ass!
This is the type of jam that be No Airplay The Bridge will collapse son! This is the type of kam be getting No Airplay brutality needs to stop!!!
I'm out! Wyclef Jean, CNN...CNN...CNN! (Where at?! Where Brooklyn at?) Can't forget though baby! Police brutality is all the whole world, we really need to all of that out...