Sang Fezi
(chorus)
Ki ayisien kap dIm map mache new-york san fezi
(which haitian says I walk in new-york without a gun)
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
(I tell you man yall lying)
L? bum yo ginbe ou yo devore ou se l? ou mouri police vini
(when the bum catches you they eat you up its when you die the police comes)
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
(I tell you man yall lying)
Pendenm kanpe sou flatbush mwen wou? on police ap vini
(while standing on flatbush I saw the a cop comin)
Li di mwen map vann drg
(he said Im selling drug)
Mwen di mon ch? ou menti
(I told man youre lying)
Li vin poul vin chekem mwen di mwen pa gen anyen
(he came to check me out I told him I had nothing)
Se nan yon ti bal mwen tapwal la pou cheke on ti zen
(I was going to a party to check the 411)
Big up big up phantom mwen renmen tabou combo
(big up big up phantom (haitian band) I like tabou combo (another band)
Se sak f? depwim nan bal la mwen mande kote moun yo
(thats if Im in the bal I ask wheres the poeple)
Timtim bwa sk mwen couri lm ouvri pt
(timtim bwa sk (creole salute) I ran to open the door)
Nan yon cimiti? pase mwen wou? on tt san kk
(in a cemetery cause I saw I head without a rooster)
A b c d f g si'ou vl? batay se danje
(a b c d f g) if you wanna fight its danger
Mem si ou kon jw? foutbol dni? gl lan s? pou pl? (even if could play soccer the last goal if for pele (brazilian soccer player)
Pa jour? manmam, manmam s? krol
(dont diss my mom, my mom is creole)
FesIm se bousl
(my gun guides me)
Kompam se lakol
(my direction sticks)
Original ayisieeennnn kwa d? bouk
(original haitian croix-des-bouquets (wyclefs town)
Gen ng ki pens? brooklynm ft ayitIm ft kwa d? bouk? kwa d? bouk? (some niggers thinks I was born in brooklyn, I was in haiti in croix-des-bouquets)
Tand? (listen)
(chorus)
Prezidan mwen pa vl? przidan ou
(president, I dont wanna be your president)
Was? mikrofn nan mwen s? gouvman ou
(give me the microphone I become your goverment)
Bon nomm s? wyclef yo rl? m fanfan
(my real names wyclef they call me fanfan)
Mwen gen on ti s? yo rl? roz salon
(I have a little sister that is called roz salon)
Mwen yon cheval ki vol? chak swa
(I got a horse who flys every night)
Mwen gen cheve pwav mwen pa vl? cheve soi
(I got a nappy head I dont have silky hair)
Bad boy ayisien ki soti en ayiti
(haitian bad boy straight from haiti)
Depui mwen gen pwoblm mwen ral? ouzi
(if got a problem I pull a uzi)
L? mal lkl ameriken t? kon jour? m
(when I went to school americans used to diss me)
Yo rlm ng nw? yo rlm ti rfiji? (they called black nigger they called a little refugee)
Jan yo pal? mwen wou yo pa civilis?
(the way they talked I saw they where not civilised)
Jan yo pal? mwen wou? yo pa kon bon djie
(the way they talked I saw they didnt know God)
45 bo kotem plis mwen gen de pi? kol?
(45 by my side plus I got bot feet together)
Si on ng test? m map? pt? d? gren ziel
(if a nigger test me Im gonna stab his eyes)
Orijinal ayitien ki soti jerizalem
(original haitian straight from jerusalem)
Si on ng test? m an? sa a ou pap ou? nwl
(if a nigger tests me you wont see christmas this year)
(chorus)
Tande
(listen)
(mans voice)
Kot? moun yo mwen pa wou? moun yo
(wheres the poeple I dont see the poeple)
(lauryn)
Then you should know
That one day we are gone
So keep your head to the sky
See the path we refuse is the path we should choose
They wont take the world when you die
Ayitien tir
(haitian fire)
Lev? l? men lev? l? men chant? chant?
(hands up hands up sing sing)
Yon bagay yo dIm fi petyon vil pa vl? ng ki gen cheve pwav mwen gen cheve pwav
(they told me something girls from ption-ville dont want niggas
With nappy heads well Ive got a nappy head)
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Ghetto Racine
Haiti, I wanna welcome yall to West Indian day Parade(Sak pase)
This is my Carabanner, The PJ's Remix IN CREOLE let's Go!!
Ghetto Nou te fet nan ghettoooo(Kenbe zam nou)
Fok nout reprezante pou moun poooo(Pa tire Pa tire)
Paske si se pat pou moun poo
Nou pa tap janm konnen Wyclef
Mwen pa sou bo no
Mwen pa sou bo sud
Mwen pa sou bo les
Mwen pa sou Bo wes
Msou bo bel dam yo
Neg ki gen zam yo
Neg ki sere Bob Marley nan choset yo
Le police kenbe yo yo tire yo
Le imigrasyon pran yo yo depote yo
Neg kwa des bouke yo
Neg kap fe grimo
Yo di yo fe gri paske peyi pa gen lajan o
Peyi pa gen Lajan Kanaval Chak ane o
Lajan pou kanaval fok gen lajan pou manje o
Respekte bon dye oo
Domi avek Kwa sa oo
32 degre men mwen kay on mason o
Leternel est mon Bergee je ne make rien o
Menm si mkenbew nan foul la map epike ou avek kouto(anko)
(Poukisa)Pase nou pa respekte ble e te
Nou te fet nan ghetto kounyen kaynou gen elevator
Mezanmi Brooklyn bloke mezanmi gade li bloke
Canada Bloke mezanmi gade li bloke
Miami bloke mezanmi gade li bloke
Haiti bloke mezanmi gade li bloke
Ghetto mwen te fet nan ghetto
Fok mwen reprezant pou moun po
Pase si se pat pou moun po
Nou pa tanp janm konnen wyclef
Gade nan kwadebouke yo gen on nouvo zam yo rele Nou Pa care
Koman yo rele zam sa Nou pa care
Li tiye manman papa fre avek se
Lem pale ak zam la zam la dim li pa ke
Mwen di zam yo yap voyew nan lanfe
Zam lan di msye met pase li gen tan vizite lisife
Oh gade mysye kape rale zam li
Zam la pa menm bon pou di bonswa ak jesus
Pase Le wap rale se le sa nap tire
Le wap pale se kadav ou nap gade(anh anh anh)
Gwo gason nou pral antere o fon
Si se JAMES BOND ou ye aswe a nap touye espyon
Nou gen on nouvo zam yo rele nou pa care
Koman yo rele zam sa nou pa care
li tiye manman papa fre avek se
Lem pale ak zam la zam la dim li pa care
Vyolans nou pa vle mezanmi (nou pa vlel)
Foul la avanse mezanmi (Avansel)
Sivouple pinga pouse mezanmi (pinga nou pouse)
Siveye Lougawou yo aswe a yo anvi vole
Lase mwen pap janm bliye lase
Mwen te fet kwadesbouke
Paske si se pat pou AYITI
Nou patap janm konnen Wyclef
Leve men nou si no soti nan GHETTO
Kote dread lox yo ki te genyen AFRO
Kote ayisyen yo ki renmen manje Mango
Kote timoun piti yo kap jwe LAGO
Depi yo we Wyclef yo gen satisfaksyon
Yo renmen mesye a ki gen 12 televizyon
Mezanmi Playstation DVD li nan dwe nan jem
Le POLICE kenbe mwen se machin mwen yo vle gade
Gade on ayisyen ki soti an ayiti
Lem jwe Las Vegas yo relem Elvis Presley
Oh Oh yo banm on body guard ki soti an Italy
Men nou konnen wyclef pa janm mache san fizi
Mezanmi si li fe nwa map tire sou la lune
Paske nou konnen Wyclef Jean se Jean-Jacques Dessalines
Timoun nan ghetto pinga nou chanje channel
Bondye ap pwoteje nou kankou li pwoteje Danniel
Jeriko Jeriko Miray la kraze
Jeriko Jeriko Miray la kraze
Jeriko Jeriko Miray la kraze
Men gade miray e yo pa kraze
Mezanmi Ghetto nou te fet nan ghetto
Fok nou reprezante pou moun po
Paske si se pat pou moun po
Nou pa tap janm konnen Jerall
Mezanmi leve drapo nou mezanmi pi wo pi wo
Respekte refije yo pi wo pi wo
Nou konnen nou se MVP pi wo pi wo
Respekte rasin lan pi wo pi wo
MVP rasin,Bagay yo pral kontinye
Jeriko Jeriko Miray la kraze
Jeriko Jeriko Miray la kraze
Jeriko Jeriko Miray la kraze
Men gade miray e yo pa kraze
Woy woy woy back up back up
Jeriko Miray la kraze(10x)
Met yo di siw te la,laj pa tap mouri... enben kotel ye?
Laj sa, Leve nan tomb la(until fade)
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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Jaspora
Men sa le monde antye tap tann
Wyclef ki sot nan fugee.
Jeremi! ayiti! potoprins! flatbush!
Souw fy deskow se ayisyen mache
Dyaspora npa respekte dyaspora (4 fwa)
Depwi mwen piti mwen te kite ayiti
Gen sa ki al brooklyn gen sa ki al miami
Poukisa jamariken toujou di se jamariken?
Men ayisyen p di li se ayisyen
Poukisa ou p di nonw se samyl?
Poukisa ou p diw avek izrayl?
Poukisa chak swa wap domi ak jezabl?
Ou p di fanm ayisyen ke yo bl?
Pam nan bl
Mwen respekte nonw tankou mwen
Respekte zanj gabriyl
Men ng dyaspora vle mennen nou nan otl
Tonben pale angl vire playboy channel
Yo pa respekte izrayl
Dyaspora npa respekte dyaspora
Si se dyaspora li ye mape voye l bay reken
Dyaspora npa respekte dyaspora
Si se dyaspora li ye asw a nap dezamel
Dyaspora ha ha o le men
Mape pran li jetel nan prizon
Map fl konnen kiys ki tousen
Map fl konnen kiys ki desalin
Apr sa nou mt lagel voyel back brooklyn
Pou lal jwenn manmann kap fe manje nan kwizin
Mannann gade li di gason ou chanje
Li di mwen chanje paske se ayisyen mwen ye
Yo te ban mwen yon leson, yo te metem nan prison
Mwen w dyaspora fi, dyaspora gason
Gen sa ki pap tounen yape domi a pwason
Yo pedi konesans kankou yo ft san relijyon
Dyaspora npa respekte dyaspora
Si se dyaspora ou ye mape voyew bay reken
Dyaspora npa respekte dyaspora
Si se dyaspora ou ye asw a nap dezamew
Ng potoprins pa respekte dyspora ank
Ng flatbush pa respekte dyspora
Ng canada pa respekte dyspora
Ng miami pa respekte dyaspora
Depwi mwen piti mwen te kite ayiti
Gen sa ki al brooklyn gen sa ki al miami
Poukisa jamariken toujou di se jamariken?
Men ayisyen p di li se ayisyen
Poukisa ou p di nonw se samyl?
Poukisa ou p diw avek israyl?
Poukisa chak swa wap domi ak jezabl?
Ou p di fanm ayisyen ke yo bl?
Pam nan bl
Mwen respekete nou tankou mwen
Respekte zanj gabriyl
Men ng dyaspora vle mennen noun nan otl
Tonben pale angle vire playboy channel
Yo pa respekte izrayl
Dyaspora npa respekte dyaspora
Si se dyaspora ou ye mape voyow bay reken
Dyaspora npa respekte dyaspora
Si se dyaspora ou ye asw a nap dezamew
Pa kayos pa respekte dyaspora
Papa djoume pa respekte dyaspora
Refugees pa respekte dyaspora
Ng florida pa respekte dyaspora
Malfini bagay yo pral fini mal,
Souw derespekte natif natal
Malfini bagay yo pral fini mal
Derespekte ayisyen ou pral kout fistibal
Dyaspora npa respekte dyaspora
Si se dyaspora ou ye mape voyow bay reken
Dyaspora npa respekte dyaspora
Si se dyaspora ou ye asw a nap dezamew
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Yele
*tropical music playing in background*
Wyclef (echo):
Yo, yo, I wanna give a shout-out
To the world.
This is wyclef, cold-chillin
Out here with my pina-colada.
Yeah, baby.
Im in the islands, cold relaxin.
Right about now the carnivals
Gonna change phases.
If you got your ticket, man,
Youre allowed to come with me.
Yo, for right now Im gonna
Chill in the beach,
Check out the pretty girls
Layin back.
You know how we do, playa yo.
Im out here in the sun, baby,
Its all good!
Si ou gin zorey, tand,
Si ou gin bouche, pal.
Si pas ? a, pays en li va coul.
Quand quou yon bateau qui plein rfijis,
Si nou pas chch bon djie, encore !
Si ou gin zorey, tand,
Si ou gin bouche, pal.
Si pas ? a, pays nou libral coul.
Quand quou yon bateau qui plein rfijis,
Izrael chch bon djie, tand !
Dix milles cercueils, gad toutes cest ti-mounes.
P ap cri, mais yo pap rsucit.
Manman rl, mais cadav, pas ka tand !
Zinglin dou pass, mwen tand ? blo ! blo ! blo! blo ! ?
Lord...
Si ou gin zorey, tand,
Si ou gin bouche, pal.
Si pas ? a, pays nou li val coul.
Quand quou yon bateau qui plein rfijis,
Ha? tiens ! chch bon djie, encore!
Si ou gin zorey, tand,
Si ou gin bouche, pal.
Si pas ? a, pays nou libral coul.
Quand quou yon bateau qui plein rfijis,
Izrael chch bon djie.
Mwen con yon ha? tien.
Qui tap vend marijuana.
Police t quinbl,
Li dit cest poutet manman t gin canc ( li pas gin lagent!)
Counya li nan prison, (pou combien temps? )
Lap palm de rvolution (sans solutions!)
Mais police yo t pass,
Mwen t tand ? blo! blo! blo! blo! ?
Lord...
Si ou gin zorey, tand,
Si ou gin bouche, pal.
Si pas ? a, pays nou lipral coul.
Quand quou yon bateau qui plein rfijis,
Mysi! suspend tir! encore...
Si ou gin zorey, tand,
Si ou gin bouche, pal.
Si pas ? a, pays nou libral coul.
Quand quou yon bateau qui plein rfijis,
Ha? tiens chch bon djie.
Depuis mwen petit mwen t con lit gnse,
Mwen box avec satan quand coum box ak djialse.
Mais gin d l! lesprit mwen faible.
Mwen dit pouki ? a politiciens yo fumin zbes?
Tand, map attak nom ou quand cou yon dette, pouki ? a?
Pac ou pas con fait bons ? uvres.
Mwen con yon politicien yo rl malb,
Mal avec ou si ou test calb.
Loup-garou yo va mang ou cancou yo mang de lb.
Rigoise nan bouda ou cancou cheval kap prend frt.
Tand, mem nan lglise ou prend frt, pouki ? a?
Politiciens pas vl tand prte...
Yl, yl, yl...
Cri, cri, cri...
Peuple l yapp mand
Qui lheu, ? a bral chang !
Yl, yl, yl...
Cri, cri, cri...
Peuple la yapp mand,
Qui lheu ? a bral chang!
Si ou gin zorey, tand,
Si ou gin bouche, pal.
Si pas ? a, pays nou lipral coul.
Quand quou yon bateau qui plein rfijis,
Si nou pas chch bon djie, encore...
Si ou gin zorey, tand,
Si ou gin bouche, pal.
Si pas ? a, pays nou libral coul.
Quand quou yon bateau qui plein rfijis,
Izrael, chch bon djie. encore...
Yl, yl, yl...
Cri, cri, cri...
Peuple la yapp mand,
Qui lheu ? a bral chang !
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Yel
*Tropical music playing in background*
Wyclef (echo):
Yo, yo, I wanna give a shout-out
to the world.
This is Wyclef, cold-chillin'
out here with my pina-colada.
Yeah, baby.
I'm in the islands, cold relaxin'.
Right about now the carnival's
gonna change phases.
If you got your ticket, man,
you're allowed to come with me.
Yo, for right now I'm gonna
chill in the beach,
check out the pretty girls
layin' back.
You know how we do, playa yo.
I'm out here in the sun, baby,
it's all good!
Si ou gin zorey, tand,
Si ou gin bouche, pal.
Si pas a, pays en li va coul.
Quand quou yon bateau qui plein rfijis,
Si nou pas chch bon djie, encore !
Si ou gin zorey, tand,
Si ou gin bouche, pal.
Si pas a, pays nou libral coul.
Quand quou yon bateau qui plein rfijis,
Izrael chch bon djie, tand !
Dix milles cercueils, gad toutes cest ti-mounes.
P ap cri, mais yo pap rsucit.
Manman rl, mais cadav, pas ka tand !
Zinglin dou pass, mwen tand Blo ! Blo ! Blo! Blo !
Lord
Si ou gin zorey, tand,
Si ou gin bouche, pal.
Si pas a, pays nou li val coul.
Quand quou yon bateau qui plein rfijis,
Hatiens ! chch bon djie, encore!
Si ou gin zorey, tand,
Si ou gin bouche, pal.
Si pas a, pays nou libral coul.
Quand quou yon bateau qui plein rfijis,
Izrael chch bon djie.
Mwen con yon Hatien.
Qui tap vend Marijuana.
Police t quinbl,
Li dit cest poutet manman t gin canc ( li pas gin lagent!)
Counya li nan prison, (pou combien temps?)
Lap palm de rvolution (sans solutions!)
Mais police yo t pass,
Mwen t tand Blo! Blo! Blo! Blo!
Lord
Si ou gin zorey, tand,
Si ou gin bouche, pal.
Si pas a, pays nou lipral coul.
Quand quou yon bateau qui plein rfijis,
Mysi! Suspend tir! Encore
Si ou gin zorey, tand,
Si ou gin bouche, pal.
Si pas a, pays nou libral coul.
Quand quou yon bateau qui plein rfijis,
Hatiens chch bon djie.
Depuis mwen petit mwen t con lit Gnse,
Mwen box avec Satan quand coum box ak Djialse.
Mais gin d l! Lesprit mwen faible.
Mwen dit pouki a politiciens yo fumin zbes?
Tand, map attak nom ou quand cou yon dette, pouki a?
Pac ou pas con fait bons uvres.
Mwen con yon politicien yo rl malb,
Mal avec ou si ou test calb.
Loup-garou yo va mang ou cancou yo mang de lb.
Rigoise nan bouda ou cancou cheval kap prend frt.
Tand, mem nan lglise ou prend frt, pouki a?
Politiciens pas vl tand prte
Yl, yl, yl
Cri, cri, cri
Peuple l yapp mand
Qui lheu, a bral chang !
Yl, yl, yl
Cri, cri, cri
Peuple la yapp mand,
Qui lheu a bral chang!
Si ou gin zorey, tand,
Si ou gin bouche, pal.
Si pas a, pays nou lipral coul.
Quand quou yon bateau qui plein rfijis,
Si nou pas chch bon djie, encore
Si ou gin zorey, tand,
Si ou gin bouche, pal.
Si pas a, pays nou libral coul.
Quand quou yon bateau qui plein rfijis,
Izrael, chch bon djie. Encore
Yl, yl, yl
Cri, cri, cri
Peuple la yapp mand,
Qui lheu a bral chang !
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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MVP Kompa (feat. Melky)
Men Wyclef
Gade Elizabeth fache(Elizabeth pa fache non)
Li di se pa ou ke li vle(se neg tet grenn lap tann)
Li di se BAD BOY yo lap tann
Li renmen dread Lox yo pou li kapab danse
Li renmen jan nou Mixe
Konpa direk direk direk
Nou mixel avek on ti reggae reggae reggae
Apre sa nou mete Hip Hop Sou li
Leve men nou si nou reprezante pou Ayiti
Anko anko
Konpa direk direk direk
Nou mixel avek on ti jagon
Mgaga,mgeygey,mgougou
Mgaga,mgeygey,mgougou eyyy
Men yo men yo
Men MVP yo
Most Valuable player
Se pa Basketball nap jwe
Se konpa nap mate(anko)
Men nou men nou
Men MVP a
Most Valuable Player
Se pa Football nap jwe
Se konpa nap mate
Gade jan tout moun Kontan
Kankou le ou jwenn check ou vandredi
Papam te konn travay nan on faktori
Pandan mononk MWEN reynold tap jwe New York New York New York City City
Konpa tire tire tire
Nou mixel avek on ti reggae reggae reggae
Apre sa nou mete Hip Hop Sou li
Leve men nou si nou reprezante pou Ayiti
Anko anko
Konpa tire tire tire
Nou mixel avek on ti jagon
Mgaga,mgeygey,mgougou
Mgaga,mgeygey,mgougou
eyy
Men yo men yo
Men MVP yo
Most Valuable player
Se pa Basketball nap jwe
Se konpa nap mate(anko)
Men nou men nou
Men MVP a
Most Valuable Player
Se pa Football nap jwe
Se konpa nap mate
plip plip plip plip
nou pa pe
Nou pa pe Vin a zam
Nou pa pe
se danse nou vin danse
Bel fi Nou vin karese
Silvouple avanse
Se fete nou vin fete
Ou pa pale kreyol ou pale angle
Yo dawg lemme tell u like this, get outta of my face or ima bust yo ass
bouuuuuuuulevard
Wyclef a Jeral KI vini a MVP k
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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I am Trayvon Martin (Justice Is Never Irrelevant)
I am Trayvon Martin
Yo soy Trayvon Martin
Je suis Trayvon Martin
Mwen se Trauvon Martin
For a long time and even now,
Justice
Is never irrelevant to us.
Very often, we wonder how
Come we are always
The victims, the culprits,
The ones who get dumped in the pits
In the shallow graves.
We get killed by being in the wrong place
At the wrong time.
We get mace on our face
For no reasons.
A horrendous crime
Is being perpetrated this season
By the namby pamby warden,
Who should be in jail, in prison.
This is high treason
For not respecting valor,
Uniforms, candor
And peers.
No one cheers,
Once ignorance
And malfeasance
Show up at the door
Of the poor
Victims.
Everyone screams,
Because the injustice
Is blatantly obvious.
This is somewhat peculiar.
The skin color
Of the Scholar
Is the matter.
The brother and the sister
Finally got a job,
But when the stock broker
Can no longer rob
The poor clients;
The brother and the sister,
Who were last hired,
Are the first saints
To be fired.
Our offspring is profiled
From the crib;
Our progenitor is defiled
Anon, at the bottom of the crypt.
Justice
Is never irrelevant to us.
poem by Hebert Logerie (March 2012)
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I Am Trayvon Martin Too (Speak Aloud, Be Loud...)
I am Trayvon Martin Too
Je Suis Trayvon Martin Aussi
Yo Soy Trayvon Martin Tambien
Mwen Se Trayvon Martin Tou
(Speak Aloud, Be Loud…)
Speak aloud, be loud, and raise the decibels;
So the deaf, and the racist imbeciles
Can hear the storms that are brewing
Over this sad, and unfortunate slaying
Of this young combatant, and innocent brother.
Ring the bells of Liberty from one corner
To the next corner of the globe to raise awareness,
And to inform the world of the meanness
Of 'a few want be' masters of the universe,
Of a few who shoot first and later converse.
If you are not a cop, you should not behave like one.
If you are not a judge, don't act like you can deliver justice.
If you are a false prosecutor, stay away from a true investigation.
The Supreme and the World Court need to act without bias,
Without any preconceived notion of some unrealistic ideas.
They ought to practice fairness and call it like it is.
It is time that we see the real face of equal Justice,
Under the rules of laws that are fair and equitable.
We need to see all hands that are on the table.
May the bright rays of Justice shine upon our society,
And bring peace, and the spirits to live in harmony!
Speak aloud; make very loud noise, to slowly awaken
The sleeping spirits of our deceased civil rights leaders.
We cannot take it any more, we will not be weakened
By hypocrisy and the cowardly lazy behaviors
Of some of our elected or selected public officials.
We will not take it anymore; we will use our potentials.
We want fighters who are willing to improve our situation.
This is not the time to talk; this is the hour of decisive action.
Speak aloud to force the mute to speak and to cry for Justice.
Speak aloud so the deaf and the dead can hear our passion,
And feel our devotion and perseverance for Justice for all.
Speak aloud so the crippled can march and rattle along
With us all over the world, where our brothers and sisters'
Rights are being trampled and violated like some rusty canisters.
poem by Hebert Logerie
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Wicked
Intro: (some dreadhead, wont translate to avoid offending)
Verse 1:
One, two, three and I come with the wicked
Style and you know that Im from the wicked
Crew, act like you knew
Cos I got everybody jumpin to the voodoo
Pick it, wicked rhymes, picket signs
While me and the mob gotta truck full of 9s]
Play ya and Ill slay ya
I got thug-made dough by the hey-a
Ready to buck buck buck and its a must
To duck duck duck before I bust
Lookin for the one that did it
But like en vogue, no youre never gonna get it
Cos Im the one with the fat mad skills
And I wont choke like the buffalo bills
Sittin at the pad just chillin
Cos larry parker just got two million, oh what a feelin
So shake that nigga and pass me the pill
And Ill slam dunk ya like shaquille oneal
Like it, dig it, maybe and watch that test tube baby
Kick it cos I get wicked
Chorus: (some toaster, once again wont translate to avoid offending)
Verse 2:
Wont say nuttin, just listen
Got me a plan to break tyson outta prison
Come my way and get served
Still got a duece thatll bunny hop the curb
Nappy head, nappy chest, nappy chin
Never seen with a happy grin
Show the fat foul cos Im down
Take a look around
And all you see is big black boots steppin
Use my steel toe as a weapon
Kick ya and flip ya, now they want to
Label this nigga, tape with the sticker
Kickin out girls thats nicety
Yo, I gotta body count like ice-t
From here to new york
I get skins and aint talkin bout pork
Swine, pig, dick
Listen to the flow of a so-called negro
Who didnt know I was funky as wilson pickett
Dig it cos I get wicked
Chorus
Verse 3:
People wanna know how come
I gotta gat and Im lookin out the window like malcolm
Ready to bring that noise
Kinda trigger happy like the ghetto boys
April 29th was power to the people
And we might just see a sequel
Cos police got equal pay
A horse is a pig that dont fly straight
Doin darryl gates but is willie williams
Down with the pilgrims
Just a super slave
Well have to break his ass up like super dave
Im wicked enough to board this
Cos now its on to the fullest
Gorilla straight from the mist
But I dont miss when it comes to this
Bring the yellow tape
The white cape, cos Im so straight
Thru with the picket signs, take his job and stick it
Bigot, cos I get wicked
song performed by by Ice Cube
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Volcano Girl
Leave me
Lying here
Cause I dont wanna go
Leave me
Lying here
Cause I dont wanna go
Leave me
Lying here
Cause I dont wanna go
Tell me, tell me what you really want from me
You gotta let me know
Im falling off and I need you terribly
One down, and one to go
Volcano girls we really cant be beat
Warm us up and watch us blow
Now and then we fail and we admit defeat
Were falling off
We are watered down and fully grown
Leave me
Lying here
Cause I dont wanna go
Leave me
Lying here
Cause I dont wanna go
A million miles of running
And I hit the wall
I bounce back and I run some more
This is it, Im giving up
Im calling quits
So get down and meet me on the floor
Way to go, way to flip off everyone
I steal your thunder then I try to bolt
But I could stand a little pity now and then
Im falling off, I am watered down and fully grown
Go, I dont wanna go
I dont wanna go
I dont wanna go
I dont wanna go
I told you about the seether before
You know, the one thats neither or nor
Well heres another clue if you please
The seethers louise
(one, two, three, wow)
Leave me
Lying here
Cause I dont wanna go
Leave me
Lying here
Cause I dont wanna go
Leave me
Lying here
Cause I dont wanna go
Leave me, leave me, leave me
Go, I dont wanna go
I dont wanna go
I dont wanna go
I dont wanna go
song performed by by Veruca Salt
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Rap Song
[wyclef]
Wyclef on guitar.. with the black eyed peas
Here go the rap song, they wanna sing it to yall
[chorus one]
She like a rap song (she like a rap song)
She like a rap song (she like a rap song)
She like a rap song (she like a rap song)
She like a rap song (she like a rap song)
[verse one]
Youre like a hip-hop song yknow
I wanna be your buddy like de la soul
Let me rock +them+ bells like Im ll
I like you in a kangol and gazelles
Heres a ticket come and see me on my planet rock
Like the daddy kane, I can be your smooth op
But wait-uh every month youre the flavor
I wanna get a scoop - lat-uh!
[chorus two]
She like a rap song (she like a rap song)
She like a rap song ..
She make me clap (hows that) cause she a rap song
She like a rap song
She like a rap song (she like a rap song)
She like a rap song ..
She make me clap (hows that) cause she a rap song
She like a rap song
[verse two]
She was the, public enemy #1
She was my, mona lisa when we first begun
She got me, jump-in around like everlast
Singin a, rap life with help from tash
She be my, metronome rhythm to my feet
And when we, when we do it do it to the beat
She like, my melody done by eric b., and rakim
Cause she be rockin me steadily, yo
[chorus three]
Yo, she got hips to hops
And she aint goin pop
She like a record that I wanna rock
When Im rollin in my ride cruisin down my block
Yo, and if she was a rap song
Shed be bonita applebum
And I wanna put you on
Im puttin you on, youre my favorite song
[chorus two]
[verse three]
She makes me say ho but she aint a hoe!!
She got it made with special ed (? ? ) hoe!!
Her bass is everlasting like rodney os
She myself and I comin from the +soul+
She like a beat that makes me wanna grab the mic
She like the lyrics that I wanna recite
She like the old school mic with the cable
You can bring your records and Ill bring the turntable yo
[chorus three]
[chorus two]
She like a.. she like a.. {*repeat in background*}
[wyclef]
Wyclef, jerry wonder
With the black eyed peas
Dont hurt nobody man
Takin over the universe, I told yall
Take me in, dont hurt nobody
song performed by by Black Eyed Peas
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Fire Escape
Well I dont wanna be president
Superman or clark kent
I dont wanna walk round in their shoes
cause I dont know whos side Im on
I dont know my right from wrong
I dont know where Im going to
I dont know about you
Chorus:
Ill be the rain falling on your fire escape
And I may not be the man you want me to
I can be myself, how bout you?
I dont wanna make you mad
I dont wanna meet your dad
I dont wanna be your dream come true
cause I dont know just what Ive found
I dont know my sky from ground
I dont know where Im going to
I dont know about you
Chorus
Repeat chorus
I can be myself, how bout you?
I can be myself
How bout you?
song performed by by Fastball
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I Dont Wanna Play Basketball
Talking [intro]
Yo, whats up with olamide, today, man?
I dont know man
Is he trippin or somthin? (yea he is)
He said he aint comin
With his main boys to the court
(wants to play ball, man)
Whats up, with that?
You know what Im sayin?
(yea whats up with that? )
Knowin that we play ball everyday
He just gonna sell out on us like that
You know what Im sayin?
Thats straight up bull man (that n*igga trippin? )
You know what Im sayin?
He trippin like a heart atack (ha, ha, ha..)
Whats up with that dog?
Hook:
We like em in the coupes... what? uh huh... yea
Ladies in the coupes... yea...who this?
We like em in the coupes... what? uh huh... yea
Ladies in the coupes
We like em in the coupes... what? ...uh huh... yea
Ladies in the coupes
Verse 1: (olamide)
Today felt so good
Ladies crusin through my hood
Lookin like hollywood
And my friends up to no good
They want me to play ball
But Im sittin here waiting for youre call
Gotta get to the mall
And look at all the girls with no flaws
Chorus:
I dont wanna play basketball... yea baby
Cuz Im too small to hoop... yea baby
I just wanna get down with yall
(I just wanna get down with yall)... oh yea
With the ladies in the coupes (the ladies in the coupes)
I dont
I dont
I dont
Verse 2: (olamide)
Dont wanna got o class cuz I didnt make the team
Id rather be chasin... uh, uh
Cuz thats my only dream
Let em go play that ball
If only you could have it all...yea
Find me a rich one
Cuz baby Im fine
Chorus 2x
We like em in the coupes... what? ... uh huh yea
(sing it) ladies in the coupes (what, what)
We like em in the coupes... what? ... uh huh... thats right
(sing it) ladies in the coupes
We like em in the coupes... what? ... uh huh yea
(sing it) ladies in the coupes
We like em in the coupes... what? ... uh huh yea
(sing it) ladies in the coupes
We like em in the coupes...what?
(I dont wanna play basketball)...uh huh... yea
(sing it) ladies in the coupes
Chorus 3x
song performed by by Imajin
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My Life Is Over With You
(clarke / hicks)
You wanna explain, thats why you called
Save your breath it doesnt matter at all,
Not now, my friend
You played your cards, and you made your choice
I dont wanna listen to your voice,
Not now, my friend
Ive found a new part to play in life
Theres different actors on my stage
Ill set the pace in a world without you
I dont wanna hear the things that you say
cos my life is over with you
Now you know whats on my mind
Dont call again cos you will find
I wont be here
You chose your path to walk along
Now I can sing a different song
I hope thats clear
Chorus
Ive found a new part to play in life
Theres different actors on my stage
Good bye, my love, and dont feel sad
Just because Im feeling glad
That youre not here
Youll go your way and Ill go mine
Maybe well meet some other time
Goodbye, my love
Chorus
song performed by by Hollies
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Trust
(allen collins -- gary rossington -- ronnie vanzant)
Id like to tell yall a story
About a friend of mine
Who liked to drink good whiskey, oh lord
And have a real good time
His woman, you know she left him
And stole that boys brand new car
And ran out of town with a guitar picker
Said he gonna be a superstar
Sure you are
(chorus)
You cant alway trust your woman
You cant always trust your best friend
Beware of the ones that you need yall
cause those might be the ones that do you in
Dont talk no stuff to no slicker
Dont tell your feelings to your friend
Dont tell your woman that you love her, because
Thats when your trouble begins
There are many ladies here among us
Thatll stab you in the back when you aint around
There are many, so many of your very best friends
Thatll kick you in the head when you are down
Yes they will
(chorus)
Dont you backtalk the police
cause its his job to put you in the jail
Theyll lock you up, boy and throw away the key
And your best friend wont even go your bail
There are many slickers here among us
That are all dressed up in suits and ties
But dont you show your pain, lord in front of them
cause if you do you kiss yourself goodbye, alright
(chorus)
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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Hes The Dj....
Artist: dj jazzy jeff & the fresh prince
(put your hands together, welcome fresh prince and jazzy jeff)
Mic check, yall ready to have a party out there?
I cant hear you, is brooklyn ready to have a party out there?
Before we get started here
Id like to pay a couple respects to the people
That made me what I am today
All the people I used to listen to while I was growing up
Put your hands together for grand master caz and mellie mel
Let me hear it back there, for grand master caz and mellie mel
Id like to pay my repsects to mr. magic, dj red alert
You know Im a young boy, Im just coming up, you know, starting to do this
Im 17 years old and gonna do what I wanna do up here, right?
But before I do what I wanna do I wanna know is brooklyn in the place?
Brooklyns out there, bedsty? wheres bedsty at?
Ready, yeah? we gonna get started like this
And you know it, you know it
Everybdoy put your hands in the air
Let me see you put your hands in the air
If you came to have a party right now
Everybody let me hear you say hooooo
Say ho ho
Now all the ladies
All the ladies in the house say owwww
Say owwww
Ya dont stop
Homeboys make some noise
Let me hear you say yeaaa
Say hell ya
Say brooklyn rocks the spot
Let me hear it
Louder, say brooklyn rocks the spot
Let me hear it
And you know it, you know it
Are yall down with the beats
My dj jazzy jeff is throwing on all the def beats
I wanna let yall know this is my dj
Thats going by the code of jazzy jeff
In a little while, yall gonna check out the human lyndrum
Ready rock c, but right now, everybody out there
I want everybody out there thats ugly
All the ugly people be quiet
All the filthy, stinky, nasty people be quiet
All the homeboys that got aids be quiet
All the girls out there that dont like guys, be quiet
Hold on, wait a minute
All the girls that dont like guys be quiet
You know it
Cause see, what we like to do is we perform, right?
We like to see how much noise the people can make, right?
Are yall down with this
Lets dance
How many a yall remember that?
Yall remember that?
Yall remember that record, you know it, you know it
What my dj is going to do on the wheels of steel
Is something yall have never experienced before
The dj jazzy jeff
I want yall ta bust a move, and it goes something like this
Check him out, backward
Hey jazzy, transform
Thats dj jazzy jeff on the transformer scratch
Hey jazzy, jazzy
Wait a minute, wait a minute
They didnt make enough noise for me
Give it up for another transformer scratch
Jazzy, one more transformer
Are yall down with that, or what?
Whoooo
song performed by by Will Smith
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Genius Of Love 2002
[bizmarkie]
Owwwwwwwwww!!
Hey hey!
This is diabolical bizmarkie
And we gonna do it like this
Rhymin to the b-i-z-m-a-z-a
And give ya r-i-c-k
And Ill break ya day
Super educator in-human or destruct
Im here with the x-ecutioners
[female voice]
Im in heaven
Who you wit baby?
With my boyfriend my laughing boyfriend
Theres no beginning and there is no end
Time isnt present in that dimension
Hell take my arm
When were walking, rolling and rocking
Its one time Im glad Im not a man
Feels like Im dreaming but Im not sleeping
(scratching)
Who needs a beat when your feet just go?
(scratching)
Who needs a beat when your feet just go?
The biz the biz the biz
Its the biz the biz the biz
Owwwww!
Whatcha gonna do when ya get a chick?
Im gonna have some sex baby!
What do you consider fun?
Like some safe sex!
Whatcha gonna do when ya get a chick?
Im gonna have some sex!
What do you consider fun?
Lotta good sex!
(check it out yall ya dont stop)
(check it out yall keep on)
2x
(check it out yall ya dont stop)
(keep on)
Im in heaven
Who you wit baby?
With the mavin of funk-u-tation
Cleansance musicians such as bootsy collins
Raise expectations to a new intention
No one can sing
Quite like smokey, smokey robinson
Wavin and skankin to bob marley
Reggaes expanding with sly and robby
(oops ya mama said I)3x
(oops ya papa)
Hey!
(oops ya mama said I)3x
(oops ya papa)
(scratching)
Hey how did you know it was me
Im the original b-i-z
M the a-r-k-i with the e
Rob swift is down with me
Rhymin rock raider is down with me
My man eclipse is down with me
Sinister is down with me
So come on everybody and party!
Whatcha gonna do when ya get a chick?
Im gonna have some sex baby!
What do you consider fun?
Like some safe sex!
Whatcha gonna do when ya get a chick?
Im gonna have some sex!
What do you consider fun?
Lotta good sex!
(check it out yall ya dont stop)
(check it out yall keep on)
3x
(check it out yall ya dont stop)
(keep on)
Check it out yall
Ya dont stop
Keep on
The way we get the old school soundin goin
And everybody say
The original man
With the master plan
...(fade)
song performed by by X-Ecutioners
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Genius Of Love 2002
[bizmarkie]
Owwwwwwwwww!!
Hey hey!
This is diabolical bizmarkie
And we gonna do it like this
Rhymin to the b-i-z-m-a-z-a
And give ya r-i-c-k
And Ill break ya day
Super educator in-human or destruct
Im here with the x-ecutioners
[female voice]
Im in heaven
Who you wit baby?
With my boyfriend my laughing boyfriend
Theres no beginning and there is no end
Time isnt present in that dimension
Hell take my arm
When were walking, rolling and rocking
Its one time Im glad Im not a man
Feels like Im dreaming but Im not sleeping
(scratching)
Who needs a beat when your feet just go?
(scratching)
Who needs a beat when your feet just go?
The biz the biz the biz
Its the biz the biz the biz
Owwwww!
Whatcha gonna do when ya get a chick?
Im gonna have some sex baby!
What do you consider fun?
Like some safe sex!
Whatcha gonna do when ya get a chick?
Im gonna have some sex!
What do you consider fun?
Lotta good sex!
(check it out yall ya dont stop)
(check it out yall keep on)
2x
(check it out yall ya dont stop)
(keep on)
Im in heaven
Who you wit baby?
With the mavin of funk-u-tation
Cleansance musicians such as bootsy collins
Raise expectations to a new intention
No one can sing
Quite like smokey, smokey robinson
Wavin and skankin to bob marley
Reggaes expanding with sly and robby
(oops ya mama said I)3x
(oops ya papa)
Hey!
(oops ya mama said I)3x
(oops ya papa)
(scratching)
Hey how did you know it was me
Im the original b-i-z
M the a-r-k-i with the e
Rob swift is down with me
Rhymin rock raider is down with me
My man eclipse is down with me
Sinister is down with me
So come on everybody and party!
Whatcha gonna do when ya get a chick?
Im gonna have some sex baby!
What do you consider fun?
Like some safe sex!
Whatcha gonna do when ya get a chick?
Im gonna have some sex!
What do you consider fun?
Lotta good sex!
(check it out yall ya dont stop)
(check it out yall keep on)
3x
(check it out yall ya dont stop)
(keep on)
Check it out yall
Ya dont stop
Keep on
The way we get the old school soundin goin
And everybody say
The original man
With the master plan
...(fade)
song performed by by X-Ecutioners
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Where's Your Head At?
Wheres your head at??
Wheres your head at??
Wheres your head at??
Dont let the walls
Cave in on you
We cant evolve alone
Without you
Dont let the walls
Cave in on you
We cant evolve alone
Without you
Dont let the walls
Cave in on you
You get what you give
That much is true
Dont let the walls
Cave in on you
You turned the world away
From you
Wheres your head at??
Wheres your head at??
Wheres your head at??
You have found yourself
Trapped in this
Incomprehensible maze
Wheres your head at??
Wheres your head at??
Dont make it easy on yourself
Wheres your head at??
Got to get
Got to get
Got to get
Got to get
Wheres your head at??
Wheres your head at??
Wheres your head at??
Wheres your head at??
Dont let the walls
Cave in on you
We cant evolve alone
Without you
Dont let the walls
Cave in on you
We cant evolve alone
Without you
Wheres your head at??
Wheres your head at??
We cant evolve alone
Without you
We cant evolve alone
Without you
song performed by by Fat Joe
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Big Syke Interlude
(gunshot)
Thug life (thug life) microphone check (microphone check)
Outlaw (outlaw) microphone check (microphone check)
Where you bitch niggers coming from? (where you bitch niggers coming from)
You dont know (you dont know) look like you a seed (look like you a seed)
From makaveli the don (from makaveli the don)
I can hear your style (I can hear your style)
Sounds like makaveli the don (makaveli the don)
2 pac (2pac) my nigger (my nigger)
So much trouble in the world nigger (trouble in the world nigger)
These niggers cant feel your pain (feel your pain)
Thug life (thug life) outlaw (outlaw) forever (forever)
Oh you bitch niggers (bitch niggers)
The hardest nigger (the hardest nigger)
Ever to touch this microphone (to touch this microphone)
Got you bitch niggers trailin his tail (trailin his tail)
I dont know if you catch up (catch up)
But yet and still (yet and still)
Keep trying nigger (keep tryin nigger) keep trying (keep trying)
Thug life (thug life) outlaw (outlaw) forever nigger (forever nigger)
For eternity (eternity) for infinity (infinity)
So remember (so remember) makaveli the don (makaveli the don)
His thug life (thug life) lives on (lives on)
song performed by by 2 Pac
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If Youre Not Gonna Love Me Right
(m.seward)
Hey, oh
Hey yeah
Hey baby, hey baby
The phone is ringing
And Im running late
Ive no time to get it
coz Im expecting you at eight
Heard your voice on the message
Im surprised you called
Said youre all tied up
And you aint comin at all
If youre not gonna love me right
Baby dont love me at all
Youre just gonna make me crazy
If youre not gonna love me right
Baby dont love me at all
If youre not gonna love me right, oh
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
At all
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
At all
Another box of roses outside on my porch
Twelve long excuses none of them stop the hurt
Wheres this going, do you really care?
Is this real love, I dont know anymore I swear
If youre not gonna love me right
Baby dont love me at all
Baby dont make me crazy
If youre not gonna love me right
Baby dont love me at all
If youre not gonna love me right, yeah
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
Oh baby
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
I really want you, oh baby
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
If youre not gonna love me right
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
Baby just make me crazy
Baby, I want you here
If youre not here it makes me feel like
I cant trust you
You make me crazy if you really love me
You see
Oh, I get confused when you hold me next to you
I wanna go further, oh baby yes I do
I just cant hold on to something that wont last
So wed better slow down, and maybe not go so fast
Maybe not go so fast
If youre not gonna love me right
Baby dont love me at all
Youre just gonna make me crazy
(if youre not gonna love me right)
If youre not gonna love me
Baby dont love me, baby dont love me, baby dont love me
If youre not gonna love me right
If youre not gonna love me right
Baby, dont love me at all
Youre just gonna make me crazy
If youre not gonna love me right
Baby, dont love me at all
Youre just gonna make me crazy
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
Baby dont love, baby dont love me
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
Baby dont love, baby dont love me
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
Baby dont love, baby dont love me
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
If youre not gonna do it right
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
If youre not gonna do it right
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
If youre not gonna do it right
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
Baby dont love, baby dont love me
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
Baby dont love, baby dont love, baby dont love me
song performed by by Diana Ross
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