Wyclef (en parlant):
Guys, you have
to be more gangster, more blood
more gun talk,
more people dying, more hardcore
Enough, come on,
I'm not feeling it man
More, more, man
(I got you)
Alright, come
with it (gunshot)
Man:
The million dollar
question is, the million dollar question is...
S.. s.. street
corner...
Wyclef (en chantant):
(this is what
he said)
Have you ever
heard the sound of a .44, at your door?
(this is what
I said)
You got guns (you
got guns), I got guns (uh-huh)
Meet me at the
corner store
(this is what
he said) (what does it all mean?)
After school,
wild wild west
Even the teacher
got a vest (this is what I said) You can ask, on the block, ? (what does
it all mean?)
Street Jeopardy...
(here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo) Have you ever played Jeopardy...
(here we go yo,
here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
Wyclef:
Not me, it could
never happen to me
Professor says
what you wanna do? Sell drugs or get a degree? Looked at him and
smiled with 32 gold teeth
And said what
you make in a year, I make it in a week
Elementary at
the time, I don't think of gettin caught
Sellin with degrees,
pickups at the seaport (come on)
Once caught, you
know the drill, it's military
I can't lie, it
gets scary, you screamin' for your mommy (come on) Truth or dare, beware,
the game is never fair I'm fallin and I can't get up, like a dead hare
You stare like you seen me before
Yup, you put the
gat to my gut, stuck me up in the truck And said, "Don't nothin move but
the goods"
Caught an arrow
in your back fuckin wit Robin Hood
John Forte:
This street life'll
get you if the hustle don't fit you Paranoid crews don't choose, nigga
stick you
Arms and foldin
macks to ya back tryin'a vick you Belief in my crew wishin' foes never
get through
And if so, Shalom,
bless my soul, I'm home
I lived my life
to the fullest, neighborhoods now known A stone face is outta place when
discussin B.I.
If I have a second
thought, you ought not reply
I fought hot and
sticky summers when the game started heatin Competition, mega jail, and
the well, who was eatin (oh well) And every cell in the bang had a tenant
With each of them regrettin they was in it
Wyclef (en chantant):
Have you ever
heard the sound of a .44, at your door?
You got guns,
I got guns
Meet me at the
corner store (what does it all mean?)
After school,
wild wild west
Even the teacher
got a vest
You can ask, on
the block, ?(what does it all mean?)
Street Jeopardy...
(here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo) (it's a shame in the game
when you lose, son, they probably stoned ya today) Have you ever played
Jeopardy... (here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
(money doubles for your troubles though you lose some
in the end
it's all pain)
Te Bass:
Yeah, yeah
I got up, sunny
day, hood callin my name
Strange, I feel
nauseous, memories of a pine cauffin
Seemed to me that
I was dreamin
I'd been struck
by a crazed fan after the concert, damn Slugs form and I hurt, hopped up,
checked my physical But the pain was all mental, I slipped into
The shower, hopped
out, got dressed, hit the blocks
Swarmed with cops,
mad shots, hot shells dropped
You ever heard
the sound of a .44 at your door?
Before, many times,
I answered back with a milli
Now what?
Now give me mine
It ain't no games
like B.D.P.
My 9-meter go
da-da-da-da-dang-hey hey
Wyclef (en chantant):
Have you ever
heard the sound of a .44, at your door?
You got guns,
I got guns
Meet me at the
corner store (what does it all mean?)
After school,
wild wild west
Even the teacher
got a vest
You can ask, on
the block, ? (what does it all mean?)
Street Jeopardy...
(here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo) (it's a shame in the game
when you lose, son, they probably stoned ya today) Have you ever played
Jeopardy... (here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
(money doubles for your troubles though you lose some
in the end
it's all pain)
©
Wyclef Jean 1997 Extrait de l'album "The Carnival"
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