[intro: wyclef]
80 bars, 80 scars
Yo, engineer turn me up, yo
[wyclef]
I started off in the underground
From mono to stereo, now Im surround sound
Blowing through your tubes, leaving holes through your speakers
Cracking through your tweeters, my frequencys off the meter
Jam packed arenas from here to bangkok
Im ahead of my time like jimi hendrix playing woodstock
Me, Im playing hoodstock before I had the dreadlocks
I use to reminisce should I do music or sell rocks?
Wrote my own props, living in the pjs
Thats when the angel came to you and said its all a masquerade
Eyes with no faces, speakers with no lace
I feel that earths spinnin, but Im standin in the same space
With no trace of what happened last night
I seen two fiends fighting over a crack pipe
Now Im watching tv, my antennae was a close hanger
Blurry vision, mister mcgee hunn, david banner
Flip the data, the kids was wearin bandanas
Totin hammers aimin at your medulla oblongata
Blaow blaow, a young thug with a slim figure
The romantic type like the movie castle blanca
Herbs, sell em once, got busted by undercover
Buyer, my supplier was a gypsy cab driver
Thats when I realize I need to find a new hustle
Living in the jungle to get taught became my muscle
I strive through snake eyes who wanted me crucified
I thought that I was drowning but I was getting baptized
Now behold, I heard you sold 20 mill
But with no street credibility, your overkill
You aint real, talkin bout keep it gangsta
Phony, if you knew the gangstas sent me to shank you
Gank you, gank you, tie up your ankles
And if that aint enought, I call henchmans to linch you
Now, at the funeral, I can see the priest bless you
But in the after life, ima still touch you
Knockin on heavens door, your beggin to get in
Thats when the center man greets you with the face of satan
Now you look frightened in the belly of the whale
Thats when the warden say I wanna welcome you to hell
Fools, is 5 bucks, get off the phone, times up
I seen him cut from his head to his nuts
You wish you wouldnt, wish you couldnt, wish it got to me
Cause you screamin so loud that a deaf man can hear
Back to the silence, no more droppin science
Erbody rappin about diamonds and violence
And they aint ares, all they do is charge credit cards
And when the bill comes, they blame it on the rap stars
Now how you figure? I aint rent a car
I wasnt at the spa, I aint by the bar
Now heres a jewel when you get your first record deal
Dont subject yourself to the mass appeal
First class, caviar in the vel
In the new s class with the jordan wheels
Remember, the music in the streets like the streets
You know the cold of the streets, erbody tryin to eat
The evidence is concrete, Im tired of the same song
You take me how, you must be high off heroin
Sharper than I ever been, this one gon get a 10
Rappers, ima murder yall with your own medicine
I move with faith, I never have doubt
Im so hungry you will think Im just coming out
But I been here before, from blun to the score
To the carnival, ecleftic world tour
Im causin whores, waitin in the back doors
They want me to rock they boat and shift they more short
Thats when the father said take me to this lesson
They wanna cut your hair like deliala did sampson
I felt that, so I went back to my format
Raps and backpack, gats for carjacks
Hats for pussycats, cause aids, I dont want that
And for the djs, heres something yall can scratch
Technique 12, benito hits the watts
Hypnotize the crowd, the dance floor is jam packed
Now sing along like a negro spiritual
No one got shot tonight, its a miracle
Whats this I hear, yall wanna take my spot?
You got a better chance putting a gorilla in a headlock
Im too focused, I can see through your lens
You aint a g, just a wanna be, kingpin said...
The next time, yall wanna pay for protection
I suggest that you hit up the haitian sicilians
