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The of the hip hop ammadeus
Wyclef Toussaint St. drama

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

How you gon' say I'm dead when I rose like
And ain't mystic, I ain't talkin' voodoo
We do carry spears like the
So watch mouth boy, I ain't dead

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

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

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

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

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

And ain't gangsta talk, I don't talk the talk
I you walk or get outlined in chalk
And you from the street
But yet you the streets
You a C, O, P, a cop walkin' the

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

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

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

Yea
music

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