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The of the hip hop ammadeus
Wyclef Toussaint St. drama

Streets pronounce me
pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me
pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me
Streets pronounce me

I tell 'em I'm alive but says I'm dead
The of the dead, I could never get
And if I die, all I do is ride

The streets me dead
Puttin' two in my head
At the funeral, I had more friends than the dead
started talkin' sayin' I went left

Akon my spot, will.i.am took my vest
Started beatin' on the coffin 'cause I could hear the
But can't hear me 'cause Lil' Jon's preachin' too loud
That's the bishop said last words for friends and family

Then the fans stood up and said y'all forgot the
Fifty million sold straight from the basement
How y'all gon' tell me is irrelevant
A stood up and said, yup I got amnesia
Last time I remember him was 'til November

He said I don't spit no more, all I do is songs
Last time he felt me was when I rhymed Big Pun
That's get the hate off ya chest
You a rap con artist, not a Kanye
(I dead)

Streets me dead
Streets pronounce me
Streets me dead
Streets me dead
pronounce me dead
Streets me dead

I 'em I'm alive but rumor says I'm dead
The of the dead, I could never get
And if I die, all I do is ride

I mean the streets say it's been a while they heard me spit
That I spit so hard, my ghostwriter must be
But far permit, this is how I
But my battle raps couldn't get me groceries from the market
So I another target to aim at

I went food stamps to the black a mac's
Eight track cassettes, the CD's, the
Bmx bixes, the hoopdies, the hot
And my come from Nazareth

How you say I'm dead when I rose like Lazareth
And this mystic, I ain't talkin' voodoo
We do carry spears the Zulu's
So watch your boy, I ain't dead

Fo' the city gon' red, blood will shed
So before you speak boy watch your
Fo' my chrome turn you to a statue of stone
(I dead)

pronounce me dead
Streets me dead
Streets pronounce me
pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me
Streets me dead

I tell 'em I'm alive but rumor says I'm
The resurrection of the dead, I never get
And if I die, all I do is ride

They all got shocked I rose from the coffin
Dust my off then headed out to new Jerusalem
Destroyed and rebuilt, my voice like silk
Audio tune like milk, I used to shop lift no guilt

And Christmas toy guns the size of elves
I seen the ra-ta-ta-ta into the real shells
Yup killa, you press ya
Went to sleep in the pond, woke up with the

And this ain't gangsta talk, I don't talk the
I suggest you walk or get outlined in
And you ain't the street
But yet you walk the
You a C, O, P, a cop the beat

But the rule on the streets they turn on you
Like a pit after givin' him food
Or the girl that you bought all the cars and the
Only to find out on memorial dey in the swimmin' pool
(I dead)

pronounce me dead
Streets me dead
Streets pronounce me
Streets pronounce me
Streets me dead
Streets me dead

I 'em I'm alive but rumor says I'm dead
The resurrection of the dead, I could get
And if I ever die, all I do is

Yea
Warriors

From the hut, to the projects, to the
So y'all know you, y'all ain't got no
I'm

aka Toussaint St Jean