Intro: Wyclef]
80 bars, 80 scars
Yo, engineer turn me up, yo

[Wyclef]
I started off in the underground
From mono to stereo, now I´m surround sound
Blowing through your tubes, leaving holes through your speakers
Cracking through your tweeters, my frequency´s off the meter
Jam packed arenas from here to Bangkok
I´m ahead of my time like Jimi Hendrix playing Woodstock
Me, I´m playing Hoodstock before I had the dreadlocks
I use to reminisce "Should I do music or sell rocks?"
Wrote my own props, living in the PJ´s
That´s when the Angel came to you and said "It´s all a Masquerade"
Eyes with no faces, speakers with no lace
I feel that Earth´s spinnin, but I´m standin in the same space
With no trace of what happened last night
I seen two fiends fighting over a crack pipe
Now I´m watching TV, my antennae was a close hanger
Blurry vision, Mister McGee Hunn, David Banner
Flip the data, the kids was wearin bandanas
Totin hammers aimin at your medulla oblongata
Blaow blaow, a young thug with a slim figure
The romantic type like the movie "Castle Blanca"
Herbs, sell ´em once, got busted by undercover
Buyer, my supplier was a Gypsy cab driver
That´s when I realize I need to find a new hustle
Living in the jungle to get taught became my muscle
I strive through snake eyes who wanted me crucified
I thought that I was drowning but I was getting baptized
Now behold, I heard you sold 20 mill´
But with no street credibility, your overkill
You ain´t real, talkin bout keep it gangsta
Phony, if you knew the gangstas sent me to shank you
Gank you, gank you, tie up your ankles
And if that ain´t enought, I call Henchman´s to linch you
Now, at the funeral, I can see the Priest bless you
But in the after life, I´ma still touch you
Knockin on heavens door, your beggin to get in
That´s when the center man greets you with the face of Satan
Now you look frightened in the belly of the whale
That´s when the warden say "I wanna welcome you to hell"
Fools, is 5 bucks, get off the phone, times up
I seen him cut from his head to his nuts
You wish you wouldn´t, wish you couldn´t, wish it got to me
Cause you screamin so loud that a deaf man can hear
Back to the silence, no more droppin science
Er´body rappin about diamonds and violence
And they ain´t are´s, all they do is charge credit cards
And when the bill comes, they blame it on the rap stars
Now how you figure? I ain´t rent a car
I wasn´t at the spa, I ain´t by the bar
Now here´s a jewel when you get your first record deal
Don´t subject yourself to the mass appeal
First Class, caviar in the vel´
In the new S Class with the Jordan wheels
Remember, the music in the streets like the streets
You know the cold of the streets, er´body tryin to eat
The evidence is concrete, I´m tired of the same song
You take me how, you must be high off heroin
Sharper than I ever been, this one gon get a 10
Rappers, I´ma murder y´all with your own medicine
I move with faith, I never have doubt
I´m so hungry you will think I´m just coming out
But I been here before, from "Blun" to "The Score"
To "The Carnival", Ecleftic World Tour
I´m causin whores, waitin in the back doors
They want me to rock they boat and shift they more short
That´s when the Father said "Take me to this lesson"
They wanna cut your hair like Deliala did Sampson
I felt that, so I went back to my format
Raps and backpack, gats for carjacks
Hats for pussycats, cause Aids, I don´t want that
And for the DJ´s, here´s something y´all can scratch
Technique 12, Benito hits the watts
Hypnotize the crowd, the dance floor is jam packed
Now sing along like a negro spiritual
No one got shot tonight, it´s a miracle
What´s this I hear, y´all wanna take my spot?
You got a better chance putting a gorilla in a headlock
I´m too focused, I can see through your lens
You ain´t a G, just a wanna be, Kingpin said...
"The next time, y´all wanna pay for protection
I suggest that you hit up the Haitian Sicilians"

[Outro]
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