Wyclef Jean Lyrics

Wyclef Jean Lyrics

"Masquerade Lyrics"

Monster Lyrics
Peace will never tame the hatrid of me I'm too restricted, separated from your society.. I'm a new breed of species, a curse to lift that speak my name I'm different twisted, my mind is not the same For those who deny the truth, will seek to try and find it you my friend are blinds of the truth for you are simple minded My ways are called abnormal, they treath me as if forsaken But all should feel the wrath just like when my heart was taken

The streets is mad right now
Tell em why we mad
Rappers whatever you call yourself
Pack ya bags and get out of town
Cause I'ma strike down on thee wit great vengence and furious anger
Those who attempt to poison da hood
I'ma let y'all know da preacher's son is back
Uh, Refugee, one time, one time
Uh, M.O.P., two time, two time, one time
Bumpy knuckles now the world is in trouble
Come on

Yo, you're number one on the charts
You're a masquerade
Paid for your billboard slots
You're a masquerade
Because the block knows hot
You're a masquerade
You're livin in a uh
You're livin in a masquerade

I'm on first
So, this ain't a rap verse
It's more like a voodoo curse
So when you die the kids'll throw rocks at ya hearse
Cause you lie too much
You don't got no gat
At your arm reach is ink
At your headpiece now you pissin in your briefs
Hold up
We just saw you on
Todd Lyrics
a big red stache you love your cars you love your girls you love the bars Dirk and Reid hooked them on coke along with Scotty the butt of jokes I saw you the other night you busted glass screamed fucking rights and you caused bodily harm it's lucky you weren't armed engineered your fatal scam a lot of blow half kilogram even though you're quickly capped you reasoned Dirk so he'd go back I saw you the other night you busted glass screamed fucking rights a
your BET and MTV, a public access channel
Talkin bout I'ma thug
You're an animal, a canibal, you even scare hannibal
But when the blackout came no light for your candle
So welcome to the real world where a spade is a spade
And I'ma call it like I see it
Ay, y'all living in a masquerade
Even though Jacob iced you out wit the baguettes
Money wit no respect ? that makes you a suspect
So you can't ride through Brownsville
You want peace you better call Churchill
If not, feel Clef when he connects wit M.O.P. family and plays guitar at your eulogy

You wanna claim you run da block
You're a masquerade
Givin information to the cops
You're a masquerade
I mean you never seen a rock
You're livin in a uh
You're livin in a masquerade
Masquerade

Now the grimy lil bastards line up
Time's up
I'm up
They say we dem dans to show you how to get it crunk
I'm still plottin wit Fox
Today
Fool For You Lyrics
My lady don't allow the life I lead She don't abide by some of the company that I keep She takes occasion to criticize, and carry on I love her so, I just can't stand it no more I'm a fool for you babe, don't you know Mess around momma, I'm a fool for you mommaroo... I should say My baby knows that I'm crazy 'bout her lovin' That's alright, she takes unfair advantage now and then She jumps at the chance to tease me with her body Lord, I love
I do it wit Clef
Whoever
We throw mack and that's to the death bless royalty
You youngstas better get back before you get a set back and get clapped
That's it and that's that
Clef

Hold that
Take all dat and fall back
I kick too much ass
Kick ass
To rock jewels, rock Prada
F-ck Gucci shoes, Timbs mo hotta
We still grip arms Brook norm bound sh-t
The streets don't want that watered down sh-t
Fam, we clear the whole stage
You don't wannaa ride wit us
We got road rage

Now I'ma let my hood tell you
You're a masquerade
I bet you feedin the dogs
You're a masquerade
I thought we still and we rob
You're a masquerade
You're livin in a uh
You're livin in a masquerade

I'm hittin sixteen bars
A murder, real murder, baby
This ain't a fa?ade
N?gas pumpin they fist like they punchin at gods
Over ten years rippin MC
I bring it hard
Don't make me split
Proposals Lyrics
Let's get one thing straight: we don't have any answers We are proposals in a cosmic nursery And these massive stars -- they're just little twinkles If I can't possess them at such magnificence So if you can really hear me, And you really think you believe in it Then there must be some kind of privelege here To putter around with such an existence And if you see me on some stage And you believe it's really me over there Well, there's a c
yo chest and pull yo card
R&B singer the greatest and now barred
Cause he been feelin on booties of too young cuties
Got mo bombs left
You punk n?gas, we used to shake your pumpy hands
You'll have no arms left
You ain't a pimp
You ain't a mack
You keep b?ches in the house all day
I keep em on the track
Drinkin cocoa and wearin long mink coats black
Hit em twelve-inch stilettos
Tappin through the ghetto
I can see it in your eyes
Little n?gas you ain't a part of shakin n?gas hand, shakin n?gas heart
I keep the underground in shape
It never be soft
You wanna make it like them fat naked b?ches turnin me off

Now I'ma let my hood tell you
You're a masquerade
I bet you feedin the dogs
You're a masquerade
I thought we still and we rob
You're a masquerade
You're livin in a uh
You're livin in a masquerade

Neary Paneary won't you take em to the Middle East



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