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from Wyclef Jean - The Ecleftic : 2 Sides Ii A Book (2000)
To my people doing time
To my people rest in peace (y'all ready for the refugee camp?) Introducing Earth, Wind & Fire Yah yah yah Come on come on come on No money in my pocket Gotta get a no limit So I became America's most wanted All I ever wanted was a fancy car A crib for my mom and a mastercard Baby you know it's in Hollywood New cop flicks with Clint Eastwood Went from a teen to a young adult No excuses aint't my fault Runaway We living like runaways Wake up Stretching in the morning Trying to make it through the day Brush my teeth Hit the streets Where there's heat We afford to beef Hoping one day We don't have to run away (Gotta Escape) I didn't want to runaway But I had to get a way yo (gotta get away) We didn't want to runaway But we had to get away yo (gotta get away) I didn't want to leave astray But sometimes I gotta get away yo (gotta get away) I didn't want to go away But I had to go away yo Yo G&B where you at? Momma came home from a hard days work At day time a maid at night time a nurse Work so hard to make sure we survived Living a ghetto paradise Sometimes I wake up screaming in the middle of the night Hoping that darkness brings me light Praying for that better day where we won't have to runaway Runaway We living like runaways Wake up Stretching in the morning Trying to make it through the day Brush my teeth Hit the streets Where there's heat We afford to beef Hoping one day We don't have to run away I didn't want to runaway But I had to get a way yo (gotta get away) We didn't want to runaway But we had to get away yo (gotta get away) I didn't want to leave astray But sometimes I gotta get away yo (gotta get away) I didn't want to go away But I had to go away yo Ladies and gentleman Earth, Wind & Fire [Earth, Wind & Fire] Ba dow bo ba dow bo ba dow bo ba dow bo ba dow bo ba dow bo (da da da da da da ) (Feeling melly y'all) Ba dow bo Ba dow bo (More peace y'all) Ba dow bo Baw dow bo Ba dow bo Baw dow bo Bow da da da da Runaway We living like runaways Wake up Stretching in the morning Trying to make it through the day Brush my teeth Hit the streets Where there's heat We afford to beef Hoping one day We don't have to run away I didn't want to runaway But I had to get a way yo (gotta get away) We didn't want to runaway But we had to get away yo (gotta get away) I didn't want to leave astray But sometimes I gotta get away yo (gotta get away) I didn't want to go away But I had to go away yo Yo y'all gonna make me do it I don't want to do it but here we go [Earth, Wind & Fire] ba y ya bay y ya bay y ay y ay y ay y ay y ya ba da ba ba ba (Ain't no samples this is original baby) ba y ya bay y ya bay y ay y ay y ay y ay y ya (Put em up y'all) ba da ba ba ba (Refugees) Ba da ba ba ba ba ba Ba da ba ba ba ba ba da Ba da ba ba ba ba ba (I want to see everybody's hand in the air right now) y ay y ay y ay y ay y ya y ya (recognize the legends up in here) Uh! |
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from Dr. Dolittle 2 (닥터 두리틀 2) by David Newman [ost] (2001)
Excuse me
I got an announcement to make Yo, if you ain't never been to Hempstead Then welcome, where chickens cluck cluck day and night G&B I see these chickens getting bizzy all up in my cage I'm about to pluck two weeks I'm up in my pay Cluck, cluck, bodies rocking all up in my crib Anybody want to know, the party's still sick Somebodies knocking, knocking, knocking at my door The same chick that you slept with She played my minutes coming home from my bed She said after tonight she got to be with the kids The kids, the kids, the kids, kids, kids I don't want to bring you compications I just want one night of satisfaction After tomorrow we can act like nothing happened Take this invitation With the metro card at the train station *She said I do I, do I, do I what She said I do, I do cluck, cluck She said I do, I do, I do I what She said I do, I do cluck cluck I see these chickens getting bizzy all up in my cage I'm about to pluck two weeks I'm up in my pay Cluck, cluck, bodies rocking all up in my crib Anybody want to know, the party's still sick Somebodies knocking, knocking, knocking at my door The same chick that you slept with She played my minutes coming home from my bed She said after tonight she got to be with the kids The kids, the kids, the kids, kids, kids I don't want to force you to stay If you don't want to stay I just want to thank you girl for making my day But just in case you change your mind I got a kingsize bed with a bottle of wine I'm bad for really, because I knew she was comin And I didn't want to waste my time * Yo it's the innovator In twenty years I'll be among the greats Came in grimy Now all my dogs are telling me So all the cluckers want to know if I'm going to front them When I flip out and turn into the werewolf of London You all can't get no money even if you gave me money You dig? It's the iceberg slim philosophy Wyclef, G&B up in your area So many chickens fighting It looks like riots in Africa I see these chickens getting bizzy all up in my cage I'm about to pluck two weeks I'm up in my pay Cluck, cluck, bodies rocking all up in my crib Anybody want to know, the party's still sick Somebodies knocking, knocking, knocking at my door The same chick that you slept with She played my minutes coming home from my bed She said after tonight she got to be with the kids I see these chickens getting bizzy all up in my cage I'm about to pluck two weeks I'm up in my pay Cluck, cluck, bodies rocking all up in my crib Anybody want to know, the party's still sick Somebodies knocking, knocking, knocking at my door The same chick that you slept with She played my minutes coming home from my bed She said after tonight she got to be with the kids The kids, the kids, the kids, kids, kids Yo, I told you Official jump off Yo, Deaf Records Wyclef check you up in the morning Come on and come on * |
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from Santana - Ceremony : Remixes & Rarities [remix] (2003)
Ladies and gents
Turn up this sound system To the sound of Carlos Santana And the GMBs Ghetto blues from the refugee camp Oh Maria Maria She reminds me of a westside story Growing up in Spanish Harlem She's livin' her life just like a movie star Oh, Maria Maria She fell in love in East L.A. To the sounds of the guitar Played by Carlos Santan Stop the looting, stop the shooting Pick pocking on the corner See as the rich is getting richer The poor is getting poorer Se mira Maria on the corner Thinkin' of ways to make it better In my mailbox there's an eviction letter Somebody just said see you later Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola Ahora vengo mama chola (East coast) Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola Ahora vengo mama chola (West coast) Oh Maria Maria She reminds me of a westside story Growing up in Spanish Harlem She's livin' her life just like a movie star Oh, Maria Maria She fell in love in East L.A. To the sounds of the guitar Played by Carlos Santan I said a la favella los colores The streets are getting hotter There is no water To put out the fire Mi canto la esperanza Se mira Maria on the corner Thinkin' of ways to make it better Then I looked up in the sky Hoping of days of paradise Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola Ahora vengo mama chola (North side) Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola Ahora vengo mama chola (South side) Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola Ahora vengo mama chola (World wide) Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola Ahora vengo mama chola (Open up your eyes) Maria you know your my lover When the wind blows I can feel you through the weather And even when we are apart It feels like we are together Maria, yeah She reminds me of a westside story Growing up in Spanish Harlem She's livin' her life just like a movie star Oh Maria Maria She fell in love in East L.A. To the sounds of the guitar Played by Carlos Santana Put 'em up y'all Carlos Santana with the refugee camp Wyclef Jerry Wonder Mr. Santana GMB Yo, Carlos, man you makin' the guitar cry... `I |
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