The return of the hip hop Toussaint St. Jean drama
Streets me dead pronounce me dead Streets pronounce me pronounce me dead Streets pronounce me 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
The streets pronounce me Puttin' two in my head At the funeral, I had more friends the grateful dead Haters started sayin' I went left
Akon took my spot, will.i.am took my beatin' on the coffin 'cause I could hear the crowd But they hear me 'cause Lil' Jon's preachin' too loud That's when the bishop last words for friends and family
the fans stood up and said y'all forgot the Fugees Fifty million records sold from the basement How gon' tell me Wyclef is irrelevant A stood up and said, yup I got amnesia time I remember him was Gone 'til November
He said I spit no more, all I do is sing songs Last time he me was when I rhymed with Big Pun right get the hate off ya chest You a rap con artist, not a Kanye (I dead)
Streets pronounce me Streets pronounce me pronounce me dead Streets pronounce me Streets pronounce me Streets pronounce me
I tell 'em I'm but rumor says I'm dead The of the dead, I could never get And if I ever die, all I do is
I mean the streets say it's been a while since heard me spit That I spit so hard, my must be cannabis But far permit, is how I started But my battle raps couldn't get me groceries from the market So I another target to aim at
I went from food stamps to the black a track cassettes, the CD's, the iPod's Bmx bixes, the hoopdies, the hot And my swag from Nazareth
How you gon' say I'm when I rose like Lazareth And this ain't mystic, I ain't voodoo We do carry spears like the So watch your mouth boy, I ain't
Fo' the gon' turn red, blood will shed So before you speak boy your tone Fo' my chrome gon' turn you to a statue of (I dead)
pronounce me dead Streets pronounce me Streets me dead 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 ever die, all I do is
They all got shocked when I rose the coffin Dust my self off then headed out to new Destroyed and rebuilt, my sound like silk Audio tune like milk, I to shop lift with no guilt
And Christmas time toy guns the of elves I the ra-ta-ta-ta turn into the real shells Yup killa, you ya luck Went to sleep in the pond, woke up with the
And this ain't talk, I don't talk the talk I suggest you walk or get outlined in And you ain't from the But yet you walk the You a C, O, P, a cop walkin' the
But the rule on the they could turn on you a pit bull after givin' him food Or the girl that you bought all the and the jewels Only to find out on memorial dey fuckin' in the swimmin' (I dead)
Streets me dead Streets pronounce me Streets pronounce me Streets me dead Streets me dead pronounce me dead
I tell 'em I'm 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 know you, y'all ain't got no excuses I'm
Wyclef aka Toussaint St