[Intro: Wyclef Jean] Wake up, Wake up. You've got the power. You've got the power. My people got the east yo you've got to wake up. Midwest dirty south
no tick Bitch I think I'm Jean Wolf A dog nigga, ballin' bitch Fly as Ricky steam boat? Me and my Moschino I dont wear no 501's 1000 dollar jeans flow
a great mood That baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta St. Louis Know she shining bright, got on my cartier, she my billie jean we minaj with mary
planned for days A sea of faces in a crowded cafe A sound of laughter as the music plays Jean-Claude was a student at the University Louise-Marie is
a hit the throttle Syze, we celebrate new life, hit this bottle Plan, I think the situation's getting hairy We make them say the Our Father and their Hail Mary
[wyclef jean] This is not the burial, it's the ressurection Hey kids gather 'round (all around the world) It's dj muggs, with wyclef (yeah, all around
alright. And Johnny got a new tattoo tonight. Well, long-distance to his sweet Marie says, "You'll never guess what happened to me." Tells the story, every word. Marie
, the way I flip quarters Front on all these other rap artists, but me Momma was a mink wearer, papa ran numbers So it's plain to see where my whole plan
the smoke they searchin at the airport Kobe play LeBron tonight, we could fly back or take a trip to South Beach and watch Shaq I sit in front the plane
mention my name You can catch me in virginia ain't anotha quite the same If you from around here you know how a nigga play Chevys pretty heavy twistin up the mary
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
The way I flip quarters Front on all these other rap artists, but me Momma was a mink wearer, Papa ran numbers So it's plain to see, where my whole plan
y avait Jacques Mon cher mari qui s'est pas remi d'une crise cardiaque Et qui a deserte la vie Il y a longtemps Lorsque mon pauvre Jean Francois n'avait
Un homme a poigne. Faut qu'j'prenne l'avion et que j'rejoigne Les freres, outre-mer, genre Maire-Jeanne Faire la mosere a Jean-Marie comme si j'etais
, Remonte ma braquette miss, c'est l'nouveau 44 Smith&Wesson, Videz vos poches messieurs, c'est 113, j'veux le compte en banque a Jean-Marie Messier,
bout de 5 minutes, la piaule etait Sodome et Gomorrhe Certains disaient etre envahis par la zone des quartiers nord Ou avec des regains de Jean Marie
l'euro qui m'demange j'declanche vigipirate quand j'ai la vibe enerve j'ai le plan epervier pour retrouver ma femme j'suis bien pire que Jean-Marie les
