okedaichi.blogspot.com |
- Rumble In The Jungle (feat. Busta Rhymes, John Forte, Lauryn Hill) (Album: "April Showers" (2013)) (WYCLEF JEAN LYRICS)
- The Border (feat. Shakira) (Album: "April Showers" (2013)) (WYCLEF JEAN LYRICS)
- The Streets Are Like A Jungle (Album: "April Showers" (2013)) (WYCLEF JEAN LYRICS)
| Posted: 20 Feb 2014 01:17 AM PST  . [Wyclef] (Come on) Root to the fruit More bass than Bootsy Collins You verses me Thats like Ali verses Foreman (a-ha) God's act, stand back and watch Devil's time out Can't be timed with no swatch watch Who I am, the black Abraham Zunga zunga zang, yellow man, Vietnam Add an extra bar as I spar with literature Taking kingdoms from tsars Winning more wars than the Moors [Forte] Hey, what's the deal? I seen the Devil spar with Allah Mathematics was the key to set my whole race free You might debate we, a refugee No harm hurt me Dying, thirsty from the struggle To my own hustle bubble On the low, woe is me To show the Free Bob right The righteous Asiatic thinker While Satan rob light Civilised like the Molly Burgundy, wildy rocking Seen the fifth when Ali clocked him John Forte will keep you locked in [Q-Tip] People all around You got to recognise and witness The Mister who swift enough to knock you out with Mic fitness Hands blistered from holding the mics tight Some say it's fright night Well throw the R after the F 'Cause I'm gonna take away your breath The bell rings and now it's just a daily operation Yo, you saw my lubrication You can see this occupation (The winner) Eh, you know we're from Q-Borough L-Booie and Clef the trainers, Prazwell promote the throw [Lauryn Hill] We used to bite bullets with the pig-skin casing Now we perfect slang like a gang of street masons (uh) Scribe check make connects True pyramid architects (yeah) Replace the last name with the X (X) The man's got a God complex But take the text and change the picture Watch Muhammad play the messenger like Holy Muslim scriptures Take orders from only God Only war when it's Jihad See Ali appears in Zaire to reconnect 400 years But we the people dark but equal give love to such things To the man who made the fam' remember when we were kings Blocks on fire (Block's on fire tonight) Fiends getting higher (uh-huh) Robbing blue collar (Hey yo we rob them blue collars) Killing for a dollar (Stick 'em up) Youths get tired (Ali ah yeah) We're dealing with them liars (Ali ah yeah) (We're dealing with too many liars) From Brooklyn to Zaire (uh-huh ah yeah) We need a ghetto Messiah (ah yeah come on) Send me an angel in the morning, baby Send me an angel in the morning, darling Send me Muhammad in the morning, baby Send me an angel in the morning, darling [Ali Shaheed Muhammad] Once the pen hits the pad it's danger To this I be no stranger Step inside the ring and I'll derange you (Come on) I'm hearing no comments Everyone looks dispondent Dejected, rejected similiar to Liston Catching lists Beat it, sonny My man is still the greatest in this To hell with Frazier yappin' about that negative shit Now listen, you can try and escape if you want to But ask yourself, who the hell you gonna run to Like Sade Abu you got a punch that I can sleep to Fugees, Tribe, Busta Rhymes forever coming through [Prazwell] We sing Amazing Grace over two dollar plate One roll snake eyes like Jake The Snake Many lies put up for stakes Wash our sins at the Great Lakes You and I cannot see eye to eye So therefore we cannot relate I'm here when I make myself crystal clear You fled to Cape Fear when I laced you in Zaire Tussle with a lasso in the Royal Rumble Seperate boys from men in the concrete jungle [Busta Rhymes] I remember when Cassius Clay flipped the script Taking trips to Zimbabwe Africans started calling the God Ali Bumbaye (so bwoy) It be the God stricken, God nutrition, lightly stricken (ha) Blow that make you feel like you was poison bitten Ha yo I'm 'bout to blister you and your sister Predicting every ass whipping before my fights my nigga This be your last warning once you walk past the doorman Ali and Foreman gonna lock ass until the morning Marvellous finances provided by Joseph Mobutu Special guests of honour like the Archbishop Desmond Tutu We watched the Rumble In The Jungle To see who be the targeted uncle to be the first to fall and fumble Nuff blows they gettong thrown, like solid milestones Internally shaking up niggas, imbalance your chromosones With the force of a thousnad warriors When I bust your ass identify me as the lord victorious Blocks on fire (You're a star) (Blocks on fire) Fiends getting higher (You're a star) Robbing blue collar (You're a star) (Yeah rob them blue collars) Killing for a dollar (You're a star) Youths get tired (You're a star) (Youths getting tired) We're dealing with them liars (You're a star) (We're dealing with too many liars) From Brooklyn to Zaire (You're a star) We need a ghetto Messiah  |
| The Border (feat. Shakira) (Album: "April Showers" (2013)) (WYCLEF JEAN LYRICS) Posted: 20 Feb 2014 01:11 AM PST . He night is so young (the night is so young) The stars are so bright (the stars are so bright) [?] Gotta work on my seduction if you wanna get it on But if you think that I'm an easy catch, you're dead wrong Gotta work on my seduction if you wanna get it on But if you think that I'm an easy catch, you're dead wrong Can I buy you a drink? (Can't understand this part because of watermark) I'm Superman you can be my Lois Lane I don't care if you're the only single man on Earth Don't be sure you're getting lucky tonight Don't be Gotta work on my seduction if you wanna get it on But if you think that I'm an easy catch, you're dead wrong Patience ain't a friend of mine You and me (can't understand) If you wash it boy, let it dry, let it dry I got the recipe Gotta cook it slowly See I'm your remedy If you want to succeed Just let the girl take the lead (something) for just once in your life The night is so young (the night is so young) The stars are so bright (the stars are so bright) [?] Eh can I buy you a drink Still ain't changed your mind I got a plan To make you mine If you rush it I don't like it Don't you understand? All the good things Need some effort and take some time Gotta work on my seduction if you wanna get it on But if you think that I'm an easy catch, you're dead wrong Patience ain't a friend of mine You and me (can't understand) If you wash it boy, let it dry, let it dry I got the recipe Gotta cook it slowly See I'm your remedy If you want to succeed Just let the girl take the lead (something) for just once in your life The night is so young (the night is so young) The stars are so bright (the stars are so bright) [?] [?] I can see your inside Turn around girl, lemme see your backside Stop, I'm tryna be good, I'm tryna be good (Be good and I'll be the bad man) Steal your heart in the middle of the night and (something about hips) Shaki on the mic (something else about hips) Gotta work on my seduction if you wanna get it on But if you think that I'm an easy catch, you're dead wrong Gotta work on my seduction if you wanna get it on But if you think that I'm an easy catch, you're dead wrong Oh this is the place I'll die For we both, this is the place I drown my love  |
| The Streets Are Like A Jungle (Album: "April Showers" (2013)) (WYCLEF JEAN LYRICS) Posted: 20 Feb 2014 01:06 AM PST . [Wyclef] One, two... One, two-One,two... Yo! [Chorus] Hey yo! The Streets Are Like A Jungle I'm countin' money in the jungle Hey yo! The Streets Are Like A jungle Guns go off in the jungle [Wyclef - Verse One] I tip my derby like Zorro Ain't no such things as war heroes Frontline planes fly by, like the sparrow (BLAOW!) My face hits the dirt, flashbacks of Vietnam Remind me of the L.A. riots, when it was on Fire hits the street, neon lights are bright My tank cuts the corner, enemies take flight (That's right!) Make no mistake, you can't have this cake it took too long to bake and you can't carry this weight, so move on These are the words of the elders Babysitters got caught with cocaine in a baby's diapers Explain that, in the form of a rap She got caught with vals, A-CRACK-A-LACK-A-LACK!!! Now I'm upset, I get back to the projects First one I blast was a usual suspect, a fiend In the alley, named Ricky Talked to a Det. rookie, gave him the info About the paliquo, and where he gotta go All he want in return is a Sony stereo [Chorus 1x] [Wyclef - Verse Two] Hey yo my mind is my business so I'm... Minding my own, in the club 'til this girl said, "Let me see your telephone" I passed her my celly She called her girl Mary And said that she just broke up with her nigga out in D.C. She needs a new honey, in the city she gets lonely I finally figured out her man's locked up in a penatentary So tell me, what should I do when she gets off the phone? The devil said, "Clef, take her ass home!" God says, "Repect her, her man's in the pen" This kid pushed me from behind, "Yo, why you fuckin' with my woman?!!!" Then his girl looked at me, she winked! I blinked! Now he's coming up to me with the gorilla instinct Aww, cool-n-shit! I'm sittin' here eatin' shrimp Besides, I would hate for you to be a missing link He said, "Son, do you know who I am?! I'm no man, but one man who? The son of Sam!" I said you've got this wrong, I never sung your girl a love song He drew for his weapon, there's no more conversation Cock!Cock!Cock!Cock!Cock!Cock! He released! then breathe, His aim went off balance The music got tense That's when I knew I was in trouble! The street is like a jungle! I jumped behind the bar, but caught two in the ankle! POW! (Echo)  |
| You are subscribed to email updates from Gosip selebritis To stop receiving these emails, you may unsubscribe now. | Email delivery powered by Google |
| Google Inc., 20 West Kinzie, Chicago IL USA 60610 | |
Tidak ada komentar:
Posting Komentar