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Knockin' On Heaven's Door

I remember playin my guitar in the projects(Playin’ in the PJ’s) A productly environment(Pour some liquor for those who passed away) I told my mom I’ma get up out of da hood(Mama)My dad told me the American dream, baby(You can be anything that you wanna be)If I did it y’all could do it(Yeah, yeah, yeah,

Ghetto Racine (PJ's Creole Mix)

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 pooNou pa tap janm konnen Wyclef Mwen pa sou bo

Something About Mary

Yo, I’m a dedicate this to everybody that was at Woodstock ’99DMX, Limp Bizkit, Sheryl Crow amongst manyYo, just before I got on stage this chick came on to meShe offered me sumthinIt looked kinda strange, it was in a bagI said "Yo, girl let me talk to you real quick"Yo I don’t sniff cocaine

Runaway

[Wyclef]To my people doing timeTo my people rest in peace (y’all ready for the refugee camp?)Introducing Earth, Wind & FireYah yah yah Come on come on come on No money in my pocket Gotta get a no limitSo I became America’s most wantedAll I ever wanted was a fancy carA crib for my mom and

Oh What A Night

[Inrto: Wyclef]It’s funny how the earth rotates, man you never know what’s gonna happen, ya know I mean?All I said was "Aiight, I got this chiki bang bang dang da dang"And then it all got it started for me, manYo, man I’m just getting back from the tour, manWhat it be like, man?Yo, bust it,

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