Wyclef Jean Hope N Pray

[Intro:]

She put a choppa to my ear and then she said boy you did

Unless you tell me the truth – where you been last night?

I was with Young Chop cutting tracks in the studio

Aye

You don’t believe me though

Aye

She aimin at my temple

[Hook: x2]

Hope n pray, hope n pray

Hold me baby, hope n pray

Hope n pray, hope n pray

When the jet go off, you know let’s get away

[Bridge:]

I guess that’s why I said someone call 911

‘Cause you never miss a good thing til it’s gone

The old timers used to tell me

A house is not home unless she’s in it but she’s tryna kill you

[Verse 1:]

She about to go off

Sound like the kind that’s let off

This feels like a bad trip

Demons in my mattress

Now she done let off, tryna take my head off

Should I confess? Or should I let it air out?

[Hook: x2]

Hope n pray, hope n pray

Hold me baby, hope n pray

Hope n pray, hope n pray

When the jet go off, you know let’s get away

[Bridge:]

I guess that’s why I said someone call 911

‘Cause you never miss a good thing til it’s gone

The old timers used to tell me

A house is not home unless she’s in it but she’s tryna kill you

[Verse 2:]

Now she’s comin down the block

Go back up, I’m hearin shots

No chips lined, I’m not up for talking

I already know she cold-hearted

I’m tryin to make er take this rose

I rather bury you with guns and roses

She wanna know if I heard er loud and clear

On er mama she swear

[Hook: x2]

Hope n pray, hope n pray

Hold me baby, hope n pray

Hope n pray, hope n pray

When the jet go off, you know let’s get away

[Verse 3:]

And when I’m long gone

I’m no longer here

Remember I tried to apologize

But death ears can’t hear, no

So the choppa ring oh oh oh oh oh

And my head gave up

And my body got tossed

All in the name of love

[Hook: x2]

Hope n pray, hope n pray

Hold me baby, hope n pray

Hope n pray, hope n pray

When the jet go off, you know let’s get away

[Bridge:]

I guess that’s why I said someone call 911

‘Cause you never miss a good thing til it’s gone

The old timers used to tell me

A house is not home unless she’s in it but she’s tryna kill you

Wyclef Jean Baby Daddy

[Wyclef]

Right now if you raising some children that don’t belong to you

But you know you’re taking care of them

Please report on the dancefloor, let’s go now

Do the stepfather dance (to the right)

Do the stepfather dance (to the left)

Do the stepfather dance

Baby mama don’t hurt nobody, come on

[Wyclef]

I ain’t that baby’s daddy, I treat him like he’s my own

But sometimes sit and wonder how can I father another man’s son (oh)

When the argument breaks in the pad

Shorty wanna scream ‘I ain’t his real dad’ now

I may not be your father

But I’m the closest thing to him

[Wyclef]

Girl I love you

And ain’t a thing that I wouldn’t do for you

You my boo and we be sticking just like glue

But your kid’s got me losing my mind

Wanna know if I want you

And if I do then you just gotta come to

Now the family be fighting through hard times

But I’m gon’ treat them like they’re mine

[Wyclef]

I ain’t that baby’s daddy, I treat him like he’s my own

But sometimes sit and wonder how can I father another man’s son (oh)

When the argument breaks in the pad

Shorty wanna scream ‘I ain’t his real dad’ now

I may not be your father

But I’m the closest thing to him

[Wyclef]

Fresh pair of Jordan’s you had it

When you want a Playstation you had it (Vendetta)

First day of school you had it

Even when I didn’t have it

Once upon a time, not long ago

Before the dreads, when I had the afro

When in school I used to pass the love notes

If you like me check yes if not check no

Flip the page now everything changed

The kid don’t even have my last name

Sometime I feel like I’m paying child support

Someone please call people’s court

[Wyclef]

I ain’t that baby’s daddy, I treat him like he’s my own

But sometimes sit and wonder how can I father another man’s son (oh)

When the argument breaks in the pad

Shorty wanna scream ‘I ain’t his real dad’ now

I may not be your father

But I’m the closest thing to him

[Wyclef (Redman)]

No, (come on) I can’t seem to take this pressure no more (come on)

And ? told me young man that life’s too short

So leave ya kids at home, meet me on the dancefloor

[Redman]

Yo Wyclef you a wild boy, check it out

[Wyclef (Redman)]

Do the stepfather dance, to the right

Do the stepfather dance, to the left

Do the stepfather dance (yeah)

Jersey’s in the house

[Redman (Wyclef)]

We go, Redman, ganjah the smoke

Listen to the sounds of my nigga funk doc, oh

Wyclef, you know you rule hip-hop, oh

Yo let me handle my bidness (go ahead)

If you love your sons like I do, dress like you and

Air’s on his feet, and shinin’ his jewels

Brag when he get back to school

Saying my daddy bought me Vendetta 2 for Gamecube

You know kids that try to get fast

That’s when I open up a can of whoop ass

Listen, I’m the boss, if you do what I say

Like Nas, the world is yours, let’s go

[Wyclef]

I ain’t that baby’s daddy (Redman)

I treat him like he’s my own (we in the house)

But sometimes sit and wonder how can I father another man’s son (oh)

When the argument breaks in the pad (aha)

Shorty wanna scream ‘I ain’t his real dad’ now (aha)

I may not be your father (ey)

But I’m the closest thing to him (come on)

[Wyclef]

I ain’t that baby’s daddy (I ain’t that baby’s daddy)

I treat him like he’s my own (like he’s my own)

But sometimes sit and wonder how can I father another man’s son (oh)

When the argument breaks in the pad (breaks in the pad)

Shorty wanna scream ‘I ain’t his real dad’ now (you ain’t my dad)

I may not be your father (aha)

But I’m the closest thing to him (yeah)

[Wyclef]

Do the stepfather dance

Do the stepfather dance (eh)

Do the stepfather dance

Wyclef Jean Glow Of A Rose

[Chorus:]

And if my life is like the dust

Uh… that hides… the glow of a rose

What good am I?

(The glow of a rose)

Heaven only knows

[Verse 1:]

I was told no good deed goes unpunished

So I’m sittin here thinkin, is my name tarnished?

Public perception is everything

Even the one call they suits, face the crucifixion

So who am I?

I got the bunch of kids that’s ready to die (die die die)

Like it launches on the other side (side side side)

But I rather see a million march than see a million genocide

But when you wake up, you take off

You wanna get kicked up

He got to see, no she ready sick up

Look at his face, he got blood in his eyes

The SWAT they pull up and put 3 in the side

He’s there before a G need a alibi

Better yet he need a lawyer conquering on the side

Down at the west side

At the house, blue wearing black and they throwing up gang signs

Don’t it feel good to see all the gangs in the same place?

We might have different colored flags but we the same race

Mention the government with the same face

75% incarcerate

[Chorus:]

And if my life is like the dust

Uh… that hides… the glow of a rose

What good am I?

(Who am I?)

Heaven only knows

[Verse 2:]

I was told that my flesh will turn back to dust

So while I’m laying on this bed there’s a few things we should discuss

I know I haven’t been the best man

But I was tempted in the garden of Eden by the serpent

But I’m your man for mouth to mouth resuscitation

And if you need blood, call me transfusion

I’d rather be carried 6 than betray, this yo love so honest

She looked in my eyes and say don’t mistake my kindness for weakness

Next day wake up and the music in the street

Peer pressure to sniff cocaine, ecstasy, molly

Sure I felt the sense for night trap then the devil’s road

And I got family member in rehab, tryna kick the habit in coke

So when I said permanent and permanent permanent one

That’s ’cause I came from the ghetto, ain’t a vision of one

So sure you’d understand, you’re my inspiration

We gon live past cremation

[Chorus:]

And if my life is like the dust

Uh… that hides… the glow of a rose

What good am I?

(What good am I?)

Heaven only knows

Let me play the guitar like it’s my last day on earth

[Guitar solo]

Wyclef Jean I Am Your Doctor

[Intro & Chorus: Wyclef Jean]

I am your doctor (Yeah yeah yeah) here’s the prescription (Girl!!!)

Two teaspoons of my friendship, a full cup of my love

(Yo Wayne Wonder, you ready to talk to the girls, let’s go)

[Verse 1: Wayne Wonder + (Wyclef Jean)]

I will be knockin by the time me come a four

Here comes the doctor baby worry no more

I will bring the remedy baby I will bring the cure

Give you what you want and absolutely I am sure

Take my hand I’ll be your man

Let me take you to the sunshine island

I will be your therapy, let it be

You know you need my healing (Wait a minute!!!)

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]

I am your doctor (Yeah yeah yeah) here’s the prescription (Yeah yeah yeah)

Two teaspoons of my friendship, a full cup of my love

(Gimme some love, gimme some love)

And if your back is hurtin, turn around girl

See, I’m your chiropractor ([Wayne Wonder:] La da dow da dow!!!)

Please!!! Lay on this sofa ([Wayne Wonder:] Oh na na na now!!!)

And let me message your back ([Wayne Wonder:] Your back)

So I can feel what’s wrong

(Girl what’s wrong, girl what’s wrong, girl what’s wrong)

(Yo Wayne, talk to the girls man)

[Verse 2: Wayne Wonder + (Wyclef Jean)]

If you got a problem and you wanna get it fixed

Send for the doctor with the medicine for your chest

Fill your prescription with the right mix

My kiss and I will say what kind of miracle is this

Take my hand I’ll be your man

Let me take you to the sunshine island

I will be your therapy, let it be

You know you need my healing (Let me talk to them now)

[Verse 3: Wyclef Jean]

When you make it to the emergency room (Yeah)

Tell the nurse I said that she don’t need no, coverage no, no no no

(Wayne Wonder: Oh na na na now)

Cause I been waitin to operate on you all night

So lay back, relax, feel my hands right through your hair

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]

I am your doctor (Oh yeah yeah) here’s the prescription

Two teaspoons of my friendship, a full cup of my love

(Wait a minute Elephant Man, talk to di gal dem)

[Verse 4: Elephant Man + (Wyclef Jean)]

Dem call mi Dr. Love, ready fi di surgery gimme di gloves

Mouth to mouth respiration a weh she love

You mi thermometer test har and she hundred above

Give har di lovin and she melt like a fudge

Mi have di PHD, mi qualify mi have mi degree

Fi give she di remedy from a di therapy

Nuh waan see nuh night nurse so she come a mi

Jook har wid di penicillin she seh gee, she seh she free (So free yeah)

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]

I am your doctor (Girl I need you here) here’s the prescription (Yeah yeah yeah)

Two teaspoons of my friendship (Oooh) a full cup of my love

([Wayne Wonder:] Of your love) And if your back is hurtin, turn around girl

See, I’m your chiropractor ([Wayne Wonder:] La da dow da dow!!!)

Please!!! Lay on this sofa ([Wayne Wonder:] Oh na na na now!!!)

And let me message your back ([Wayne Wonder:] Your back)

So I can feel what’s wrong

(Girl what’s wrong, girl what’s wrong, girl what’s wrong)

[Outro: Wyclef Jean]

Hey!!! Tell me if your ready for the doctor love (Yeah)

Your ready for the doctor love (Yeah)

You wanna feel the doctor love (Yeah)

Wa da da ding, wa da da da day

You wanna feel the doctor love (Yeah)

Wine your waist to the doctor love….

Wyclef Jean Bicentennial

[Wyclef Jean: Spoken]

Welcome To My Country

[Verse 1: Wyclef Jean]

Man,

When Its Cold In New York (Uh)

I Jump On My G4 (Yeah)

I Head Out To Haiti (Yeah)

Go Chill In The Caribbean

Sippin’ Refugee Rum (Yeah)

Under The Coconut Tree (Yeah)

We Gonna Bounce The World With A New Dance From The Refugee

[Wyclef Jean: Spoken]

123

Lets Go

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]

Every Body Do The Kompa

(All The Ways)

Every Body Do The Kompa

(Keep Your Hips In Place)

Every Body Do The Kompa

(2 Steps Get Closa)

Every Body Do The Kompa

(Wind Your Body Like You Know Her)

I See Y’all Do The Macarena

I See You Dance To The Salsa

I See You Move It To The Cha Cha (Slide)

Every Body Do The Kompa

[Hook:]

O Way O Way O

O Way O Way

O Way O Way O

O Way O Way

O Way O Way O

O Way O Way

O Way O Way O

[Bridge: Wyclef Jean]

Sweet Mickey Just Walked In The Dancehall 2night

(O Mickey,

You So Fine,

You So Fine,

You Blow My Mind,

Hey Mickey,

Hey Mickey,Mickey,Mickey,Mickey!)

[Verse 2: Sweet Mickey]

I Am The Ladies Man

With The Peoples Band

Every Time The Dj Play Us

People Jumping Up And Play Us

We Cant Wait To Dance

Thats When They Take On The Real Lance

[Wyclef Jean:]

So Leave Your Guns And Knives At Home

Refugees On The Right Peform

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]

Every Body Do The Kompa

(All The Ways)

Every Body Do The Kompa

(Keep Your Hips In Place)

Every Body Do The Kompa

(2 Steps Get Closa)

Every Body Do The Kompa

(Wind Your Body Like You Know Her)

I See Y’all Do The Macarena

I See You Dance To The Salsa

I See You Move It To The Cha Cha (Slide)

Every Body Do The Kompa

[Hook:]

O Way O Way O

O Way O Way

O Way O Way O

O Way O Way

O Way O Way O

O Way O Way

O Way O Way O

[Sweet Mickey:]

Say

Milky Walked Into The Dance Hall 2night

[Verse 3:]

Im The Haitian Princess

With The Peoples Band

Every Time The Djs Play Us

People Jump Around And Pay Us

After Call Them Shades

Now Put Your Hands Up On My Waist

No Need To Come To The Altahome

And Wash Your Sins And Im On The Phone

[Bridge 2: Wyclef Jean]

We’ve Been Kicked,We’ve Been Stabbed,We’ve Been Shot

Lord We’ve Been Abbused

Lord Knows

[Together:]

Everytime They Throwus Down

We Stand Up And Hold Our Ground

Get It Right

Get It Right

Get Salsa,Sumba

What If I Told You It Came From Kompa

[Wyclef Jean:]

Fill My Culture

This Is The Blood And The Warrior From Haiti Yes More

[Sweet Mickey:]

This Is The Bicentennial

[Sweet Mickey:]

Ehh,Lakay

Ehh,Lakay

Nou Pwale Fete Moin

Lakay Nou Pwal Fete

Mama Kou Mama

Lakay Nou Bwal Fete Wo

Lakay Nou Bwal Fete

[Wyclef Jean:]

Right, Left

Right, Left

All My Soldiers

Câmon, Câmon

[Together:]

La,La,La,La,La

La,La,La,La,La

[Wyclef Jean:]

L’eve Main Nou Anlé Mezamni

Chanté Avec Nou Mezamni

La,La,La,La,La

La,La,La,La,La,La,La

Even If You Cant Understand

Let Me See You Rock Wit The Band

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]

Every Body Do The Kompa

(All The Ways)

Every Body Do The Kompa

(Keep Your Hips In Place)

Every Body Do The Kompa

(2 Steps Get Closa)

Every Body Do The Kompa

(Wind Your Body Like You Know Her)

I See Y’all Do The Macarena

I See You Dance To The Salsa

I See You Move It To The Cha Cha (Slide)

Every Body Do The Kompa

[Hook:]

O Way O Way O

O Way O Way

O Way O Way O

O Way O Way

O Way O Way O

O Way O Way

O Way O Way O

[Bridge: Wyclef Jean]

Sweet Mickey Just Walked In The Dancehall 2night

(O Mickey,

You So Fine,(The Record About To Get Stupid)

You So Fine,(Its About To Get Stupid)

You Blow My Mind,(Lets Stop)

Hey Mickey)

[Ending:]

This Is Ancito!

The World Famous(The World Famous)!

Wyclef Jean Dispensery

[Hook:]

What we gonna do when we get to Cali?

We gonna by ourself a marijuana ID

So when LAPD come and stop we

We can show em our marijuana ID

Then back to Chetaburg after New York City

And tell Bloomberg I want the ganja ID

So when NYPD stop me

I can show them my marijuana ID

Out in the hood we stay, the legislation say

We can our list to watch it’s on a switch in every day

Out in Jamaica yo, we burnin every day

More lit to us and it’s straightly the highest grade

Kush aka indica

Plants from Afghanistan and India

The same seed they used to lock the nation

The same seed we use to treat the patients

The same kush they grow in Mumbai

That’s the same kush, man they sellin on the south side

She say she want legal kush every month

So she payin like 24 100 chunks

Yea, it’s slowin down my membrane

I’m on that Snoop kush, so plane

In the Maybach she call me ganja boss

Supreme kush, Diana Ross

What we gonna do when we get to Cali?

We gonna by ourself a marijuana ID

Then check Bloomberg in New York City

Then go up in Queens and pick up Mobb Deep

Yo P

Queens brish down in Utica

Blaze more fire than Lucifer

Got my people serving time up in Attica

Fightin with officers, stay smoking marijuana

3 years in them box and I’m still blazed

OG kush, purple haze

Montego Bay, blue skies

Shaka boy, them bloodshot eyes

Tear it up then we smoke it up

After that keep rolling up

Til the police start showin up

Smoke alarm start blowing up

What we gonna do when we get to Cali?

We gonna by ourself a marijuana ID

Then we go back to New Jersey

Smoke some weed with governor Christie

Then check Bloomberg in New York City

Then go up in Queens and pick up Mobb Deep

I need that Acapulco, go get me that ganja black

Just landed 30000 feet, wanna be high as that

How is that? Fire back on you little lames

I got copter, even then I’m switchin planes

JFK to LA, homie I’m off

Just cop that marijuana hottie, give a fuck but I’m cautious

Police whilin, now we stylin in them Bentleys and Raris

Lookin young in the face so you know they gon carve me

My hobby got em hatin

My goons in here, they Haitian

My pocket filled with faces, shorty ass is goodness gracious

My liquor, I don’t chase it

That was back when shit was basic

Shit so strong that niggas smoke

You would think that we just spaced it

Yo Clef what nigga doin when we land cause I’m impatient

[Hook:]

What we gonna do when we get to Cali?

We gonna by ourself a marijuana ID

So when LAPD come and stop we

We can show em our marijuana ID

4-20, we at the 4-20

Mobb Deep with the 4-20

Wyclef general at the 4-20

Easy Mr. Flock with the dispensary

From Colorado back to Cali…

Wyclef Jean Guantanamera

Hola! Soy Celia Cruz

(Hi! I am Celia Cruz)

Y estoy aqui con Wyclef, celebrando Carnival; Azucar!!)

(And I’m here with Wyclef celebrating Carnival; Azucar!!)

[singing]Guantanamera

[Wyclef]We out here in Miami just shining

[singing]Guajila, Guantanamera

[Wyclef]Worldwide

[singing]Guan-tana-mera

[Wyclef]Bout to bring it to you in stereo

[singing]Guajila voy, de na meda

Yo soy un hombre sincero

[Wyclef]That was then, this is now

Welcome to the Carnival, the arrival… c’mon!

[singing]De donde crecen las palmas

[Wyclef Jean]

Spanish Harlem!

Oahh-eee-ohh!

Boogie Down Bronx!

Oahh-eee-ohh!

Manhattan!

Oahh-eee-ohh!

Back to Staten!

Oahh-eee-ohh!

[Wyclef sings, then raps]

Guantanamera

Hey yo I’m standing at the bar with a, Cuban cigar

Guajila, Guantanamera

Hey, yo, I think she’s eyeing me from afar

Guan-tana-mera…

Guajila Guan-tana-mera…

[Verse One: Wyclef Jean]

Yo, I wrote this in Haiti, overlooking Cuba

I asked her what’s her name, she said, ‘Guantanamera’

Remind me of an old latin song, my uncle used to play

On his old forty-five when he used to be alive

She went from a young girl, to a grown woman

Like a Virgin, so she sex with no average mahn

Peep the figure, move like a caterpillar

Fly like a butterfly, let your soul feel her glide

Pac Woman better yet Space Invader

If your name was Chun-Li, we’d be playin Street Fighter

Penny for your thoughts, a nickel for your kiss

A dime if you tell me that you love me

[Chorus:]

Guantanamera

Hey yo, I’m standin at the bar with a, Cuban cigar

Guajila, Guantanamera

Yo, I think she’s eyeing me from afar

Guan-tana-mera…

Guajila Guan-tana-mera…

[singing in Spanish, with Wyclef responses]

Soy una mujer, sincera

(I am a sincere woman)

Do you speak English?

De donde crecen las palmas

(From where the palm tree grows)

Can I buy you a drink?

Soy una mujer, sincera

(I am a sincere woman)

Uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh

De donde creeeeeeecen las palmas

(From where the palm tree grows)

You killin me

Y antes de morir, yo quiero

(And before I die, I want to)

..

cantar mis versos del alma

(sing the verses in my heart)

Te quiero mama, te quiero!!

Guantanamera

Aiyyo I’m standing at the bar with a, Cuban cigar

Guajila, Guantanamera

Hey yo John Forte, she’s eyeing me from far

Guan-tana-mera…

Guajila Guan-tana-mera

[Verse Two: Lauryn Hill]

Yo, she was a rose in Spanish Harlem, mamacita beg your pardon

Make stakes at a faster rate then she fornicates

Pure traits of genius, Goddess of Black Venus

Crab niggaz angry cause they can’t get between us

to no sele-xion, smooth complex-ion

The lexicon of Lexington, parents came from Cuba

Part Mexican, pure sweet, dimes fell to her feet

She like Movado, and shook her hips like Delgado

And broke niggaz down from the Grounds to Apollo

and then some, she took her act sent it to dim sum

And waited patiently while the businessmen come

Call late on purpose, got even politicians nervous

And made plans to infiltrate the street secret service

This gentle flower, fertility was her power

Sweet persona, Venus Flytrap primadonna

Que sera que sera she turned dinero to dinera

[Wyclef responds to singing again]

Guantanamera

Hey yo I’m standing at the bar with a, Cuban cigar

Guajila Guantanamera

Hey yo… I think she’s eyein me from afar

Guan-tana-mera…

Guajila Guan-tana-mera…

Wyclef Jean If I Was President 2016

She say she gon’ be the first and the next

To lead the eagle out the nest

The man say he gon’ build a wall

And have Mexico pay for it all

And there’s riots every week

Their uniforms blue and the peoples on the streets

And everyone’s living on their knees

Cause you could be the next one walking with the dead

If I was president

I’d get elected on Friday

Assassinated on Saturday

Buried on Sunday

And on Monday everybody goes back to work

Its just an ordinary day

Hey

But I could be the president, and you could be the president

And she could be the president, and we could be the president

Her t-shirt says “Black Lives Matter”

The media is screaming all lives matter

Charlie got a gun up in his hands

Walk up into the school and then you hear the bang bang

And Suzanna from Alabama can’t walk no more

Cause she lost two legs in a war

And the USA ain’t looking for the peace

All y’all got to do is smoke a little bit of weed

They don’t want me to tell you about the secrecy

They don’t want me to tell you about the conspiracy

They want to put a hole in my head like Kennedy

If I was president

I’d get elected on Friday

Assassinated on Saturday

Buried on Sunday

And on Monday everybody goes back to work

Its just an ordinary day

Hey

But I could be the president, and you could be the president

And she could be the president, and we could be the president

If I was president

Wyclef Jean Hollyhood To Hollywood

[Small World]

Blame, blame, whose dat with you again?

(The ride, the ride)

Yes black, where’s my jewels at?

(Uptown, uptown, uptown, uptown…)

[Wyclef Jean]

Yo, let’s get back to the hardcore right now

Underground hip-hop yo (*foreign singing*)

This one’s a gangsta tune, whassup Fosha?

I’ma send this one out to all the refugee gangs around the world

Signal, signal, y’all need to chill with the driveby’s

It was the Fourth of July I heard the cherry bomb bang

Stay in the house that’s the sound of the gangs, Clef

By the time we figured out what happened

I was in an ambulance tellin my cousin keep breathing

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]

Don’t wear your colours here, that cemetery gear

I got my gun and nine, killing’s my appetite

(but that ain’t right y’all)

DON’T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE!

That cemetery gear (California, California)

I got my gun and nine from Hollywood, to your neck of the hood

[Wyclef Jean]

True, true, yo Hollywood got a lot of kids twisted

Jumpin in and out of limo’s thinkin is his ass really gifted

The only gift y’all possess is workin with the triple six’s

Y’all disguise yourself with bandanas and diamond necklaces

Mosta y’all can’t even go back to the hood where y’all grew up

Actin like y’all drink alcohol and all y’all do is throw up

Talk about when y’all blow up y’all gonna visit the project floors

But the last time they saw y’all was 1984

Now y’all wonder, why they got all hoodies screamin “freeze”

Get out the navigator, Godfather III’s in the DVD

They hoppin, they take your car for a spin

It’s cold outside so all you feel is the wind

There’s no celly phone, so you can’t phone home

Oh lord, here come those criminals Maleeg & Jerome

(“Yo, who you know here, you got family over here?”)

He a rap artist

(“I don’t care, he got the wrong colours over here, no fear”)

Now you look shook like that Mobb Deep song

I’m surprised, cause on all y’all records you was Al Capone

And come to find out that you never held a chrome

And you escaped the draft and never bust a shot in Vietnam

Now you standin in the form amongst the children of the corn

Like the Sun of Man stood with a crown made of thorns

The only difference is for you there’ll be no resurrection

Cause it’s a traffic jam, they got you locked up in a intersection

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]

Don’t wear your colours here, that cemetery gear

I got my gun and nine, killing’s my appetite

(but that ain’t right y’all)

DON’T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE! (Colours)

That cemetery gear (Chicago, Chicago)

I got my gun and nine from Hollywood, to your neck of the hood

[Small World]

Yo, Hollywood has half-man be hollow to you

How could you have slipped through

while I was detecting the trick that’s in you

Pretending you pitbull, when really your candy-ass is poodle

We wouldn’t of hit you, hammers have already been

cocked and cleaned, yo, it was who?

It’s click-up, click-up, north cackus, commence to stick up

That’s what’s within us, cack and lack, clap, buck killers quicker

Stick up the forest misters then head up to chickens with ’em

Adrenaline’s givin, when I riff with the fifth to your chin-in

You never knew bout how we play these innings

But you about to play the commission

Waves are spinning, I’m out the glaze I’m sh…ing

The real is missing but the fraud is evident

ever so clear, but you got the nerd to come around here with pounds of fear

Your colours wrong you must rock edible dons with that huh?

Damn Paul, what’s that huh?

Let me get that, with the quick snatch

If it’s a little man in you then I better put the trick back

And if it’s anything killers is fearing, I know my clit stacked for realer

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]

Don’t wear your colours here, that cemetery gear

I got my gun and nine, killing’s my appetite

(but that ain’t right y’all)

DON’T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE! (Colours)

That cemetery gear (Detroit, Detroit)

I got my gun and nine from Hollywood, to your neck of the hood

[Outro: Wyclef Jean]

Tell the FBI that I won’t be home tonight

Tell the Secret Service I won’t be home tonight

Colours, put away your colours whoa, colours…

Wyclef Jean Heaven’s In New York

If it was my last day on earth

I’d treat it like my first

go out the way I came in

so innocent so pure with no thoughts of insecurity

Live life to the fullest be what I wanna be

Last day on earth I tell my momma don’t cry I’ll see my daddy in paradise

Where the blind can see, the mute can talk, the crippled can walk

but for now Heaven’s in New York

Oh oh oh ohhh oh oh oh Heavens in New York oh oh oh oh

First thing I’d do is go back in time take the twin towers, put it back in the skyline

Tell my girl two wrongs still don’t make a right

Make love for the last time under the candlelight

Pick up my hommies at the gentleman club after that hit

Club and Reminisce about the High School Days

Man I sucked as a quarterback remember getting sacked man almost broke my back yeah

If it was my last day on earth

I’d treat it like my first

go out the way I came in

so innocent so pure with no thoughts of insecurity

Live life to the fullest be what I wanna be

Last day on earth I tell my girl don’t cry I’m with my daddy in paradise

Where the blind can see, the mute can talk, the crippled can walk

but for now Heaven’s in New York

Oh oh oh oh oh

Heaven’s In New York oh oh oh oh oh

I tell the man get the people a tax break

kids stop shootin I cant sing in no more ways

I cant take the money with me so I caught a movie

Favorite actress Angelina Jolie

Favorite Singer has to be Marley

Turn Up the Bass

and move to his styling’s

cant leave without reading my daughter a bedtime story the heavens is calling

If it was my last day on earth

I’d treat it like my first

go out the way I came in

so innocent so pure with no thoughts of insecurity

Live life to the fullest be what I want to be

Last day on earth I tell my Homies don’t cry I’m with my daddy in paradise

Where the blind can see, the mute can talk, the crippled can walk

but for now

Heaven’s in New York

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Heavens in New York

oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Welcome to New York City

Even though I walk through the Valley of Shadow of Death I fear No evil

For you are with me so tell my loves ones please don’t cry

Cause if doves can fly so can I

If it was my last day on earth

I’d treat it like my first

go out the way I came in

so innocent so pure with no thoughts of insecurity

Live life to the fullest be what I want to be

Last day on earth I tell my Homies don’t cry I’m with my dad in paradise

Where the blind can see, the mute can talk, the crippled can walk

but for now

Heaven’s in New York

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Heavens in New York

oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Even though I walk through the Valley of Shadow of Death I fear

No evil for you are with me so

tell my loves ones please don’t cry

Cause if doves can fly so can I

If it was my last day on earth

I’d treat it like my first

go out the way I came in

so innocent so pure with no thoughts of insecurity

Live life to the fullest be what I want to be

Last day on earth I tell my Homies don’t cry I’m with my daddy in paradise

Where the blind can see, the mute can talk, the crippled can walk

but for now Heaven’s in New York

Where the blind can see, the mute can talk, the crippled can walk

but for now

Heaven’s in New York

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Heavens in New York

oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Heavens in New York

oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Heavens in New York

oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Welcome To

New York City … Heaven’s In New York City