Playlist: The Very Best of Wyclef Jean

Yo, what up, this Wyclef with Mary J.
I serenade the girls with my accoustic guitar
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yo, fellas havin' problems with the chicks?
I want you right now to turn the lights down low
Pull your girl up next to you
I want you to sing this to her

If death comes for me tonight, girl
I want you to know that I love you
And no matter how tough I wouldn't dare
Only to you I would reveal my tears
So tell the police I ain't home tonight
Messin' around with you is gonna get me life
But when I look into your eyes
You're worth that sacrafice
If this is the kind of love that my mom used to warn me about
Man, I'm in trouble
I'm in real big trouble
If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about
Man, I'm in trouble
I'm in real big trouble
I need y'all to do me a favor

Someone please call 911 (pick up the phone yo)
Tell them I just been shot down
and the bullet's, in my heart
And it's piercin through my soul (I'm losin blood yo)
Feel my body gettin cold
Somone please call 911 (pick up the phone yo)
The alleged assailaint, is five foot one
and she shot me through my soul
Feel my body gettin cold

So cold
Sometimes I feel like I'm a prisoner
I think I'm trapped here for a while
(but I'm always right here with you girl)
And every breath I fight to take
Is as hard as these four walls I wanna break
I told the cops you wasn't here tonight
Messin' around with me is gonna get you life
Oh yeah, yeah
But everytime I look into your eyes
Then it's worth the sacrifice

If this is the kind of love that your mom used to warn you about
Man, we are in trouble
You're in real big trouble
If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about
I'm in trouble
I'm in real big trouble
You got anything to say, girl?

Someone please call 911, yeah yeah (pick up the phone yo)
Tell them I just got shot down
And it's piercin through my soul (I'm losin blood yo)
Feel my body gettin cold

Someone please call 911 (can you do that for me)
The alleged assailaint, was five foot one
And she shot me through my soul (and he shot me through my heart)
Feel my body gettin cold
(He didn't care, he didn't worry, he didn't wonder..)

Wyclef and Mary J. Blige
I'm feelin you girl
I understand

And you're doin, what you're doin, would you do it
and do it and do it and do it for me..

I'm just sittin' here playin' the guitar

City High-i-i
Claudette and 'Clef

Excuse me if you see me screamin'
But deep in my mind
I'm only dreamin'
'Cuz if I wake girl and you're
Not by my side
I feel like half of me
Is no longer alive
So please, shorty
Before you walk out that door, boopy
Would you listen to my song

If only, I'd give you one last chance (One last chance)
With the devil you can no longer dance
You've got to be faithful
So we can be fruitful
Build a family and follow God's destiny
So just before I run to the block, Papi
I might listen to your song

Ooh, before you walk out that door
Listen

They say two wrongs don't make it right
(Don't make it right)
So if I'm wrong I ain't tryin' to fight
I'm tryin' to have some dinner with some candlelight
Lay up in the bed and make love all night
(So papi I won't leave baby I'll just stay)
(But promise me that you'll do the same)
Girl I'ma love you like I never loved you
(Touch me like you never touched me)
Girl if you give me the chance
Girl I'm gonna show you

Now baby, understand
That I forgive you
But I ain't gonna forget
That you brought me regret

Baby, baby, baby, baby
But I have grown
From a thug to a man
Built my castle with bricks
And no longer with sand

And just, before I run to the block, baby
I might listen to your song

Ooh, before you walk out that door
Listen

They say two wrongs don't make it right
(Don't make it right)
So if I'm wrong I ain't tryin' to fight
I'm tryin' to have some dinner with some candlelight
Lay up in the bed and make love all night
(So papi I won't leave baby I'll just stay)
(But promise me that you'll do the same)
Girl I'ma love you like I never loved you
(Touch me like you never touched me)
Girl if you give me the chance
Girl I'm gonna show you

I'm so used to the pain that I
Can't see the sunshine no more
I'm so used to the pain that the
Love sickness feels like the cure

But if only you gave me
The keys to your soul and let me in
I'm gonna love you over
(Over)
And over (over) again
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

They say two wrongs don't make it right
(Don't make it right)
So if I'm wrong I ain't tryin' to fight
I'm tryin' to have some dinner with some candlelight
Lay up in the bed and make love all night
(So papi I won't leave baby I'll just stay)
(But promise me that you'll do the same)
Girl I'ma love you like I never loved you
(Touch me like you never touched me)
Girl if you give me the chance
Girl I'm gonna show you

I ain't gonna stand on the block no more
I'm gonna come home early girl, I promise

Let's go
So so you think you can tell
heaven from hell
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
from a cold steel rail
A smile from a veil
do you think you can tell
Did they get you to trade
your heroes for ghosts
Hot ashes for trees
Hot air for a cool breeze
Cold comfort for change
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
for a lead role in the cage

Whether you listenin' to hip hip-hop
Or you tuning to rock
Refugees on your box
We gonna take over ya blocks

Lets go
How I wish, how I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year
Runnin' over the same old ground
What have we found the same old fears
Wish you were here

Whether you listenin' to rock
Or pumpin' the hip hip hop
Refugees on your box

Critics don't mistake this for just any cover tune
I'ma take y'all to the dark side of the moon
Kickin' in my moms room this song was just a thought
A young refugee labeled, just come with a passport
Dad used to tell me about the American dream
My dream was waking up the projects
A young teen listening to hip hop
My brother tune me into rock
Put me up on pink floyd and banned from the british blocks

Whether you pumpin' the hip hip hop
Or you tuning to rock
Refugees on your box
We gonna take over the blocks
From n.j to bk to the u.k

We got the refugees all-stars rubba dubbin' in the club
Wyclef Jean, John Forte, Prizewell
Nah mean the streets are gettin' a little crazy

Looka looka looka looka looka
Looka looka looka here looka Shorty got back
Should I ask her for a dance, hold on there's too many in a wolf pack
And besides Dirtycash talkin' to her
Buyin' her fake furs and takin' her to the fever

Quite as his kept that ain't even his Benz
She spends his Franklins at the malls with her friends
Material girl, livin' in a material world
But it's alright 'cause it's Saturday Night
So mista funkmaster pump the Bee Gees

And all you college students bring your Ouijas'
Check the spellin', are E F you G E E get the CD from Sam Goody
You ain't even close wit the rhymes that you wrote
Don't be mad 'cause you broke, let me clear my throat
John Forte grab the mic, roots sway it this way

I more than just a rhymer you still a small timer
Hopin' that the game treat that ass a little kinda
Every step tango'd, your beat don't concern me
I'm eatin' mangoes in Trinadad wit attorneys
My crews slang flow worldwide like a current

Wit da every spot where nobody get insurance
Brotha do the math you ain't half near exotic
My man's claim true, you forget about it
Pope hoe just a new stance like my influence
Well recognize you a lie tryin' do it

Got juice told your lady oops, we nuts baby
Smooth and charizmatic automatic, you gonna save me
God bless the day that my sons survive
We strive to teach the youth baby and stay alive

Refugee camp nuts baby, John Forte, yo watch your lady
Yo watch your lady, special, I'll rhyme Dirtycash
Yo if you got more than
Dollar in your pocket right now put your hands up

Yo yo, you can tell by the way I roll shorty that I'm a ladies man
A business man, condos down the shore, multi million pension plans
But it ain't in my plan to make move without the fam
I keep it intact, you Clef do the track

John play da mack while I pay the tax
Business as usual, watchin' suspects, steal my assets
Get cut with Gillettes, we built this concept, connect like Nynex
Drinks at the bar, my American Express

Yo I cook up, cook up, the cop a pull up pull up
Then I cuff up, cuff up, you who's callin' bluff
Now you shook up, shook up 'cause you lock up, lock up
When I love up, love up, you who's callin' bluff

Hey yo John is chillin', Dirtycash chillin'
What more can I say, we livin'
That's what we got, we got it good
And since you understood, we be

Yeah, live at the carnival, 97 till infinite, refugee all-stars
Can't stop the shining, can't stop the shining
Can't stop the shining, can't stop the shining
You wanna stop the shining, you wanna stop the shining
You wanna stop the shining, you wanna stop the shining
Can't stop the shining, can't stop the shining

I dedicate this record the carnival to all you brothers takin long trips
down south, virginia, balitmore all round the world and your girl gets
this message that you ain't commin' back, she sittin back in her room, da
lights is off, she's cryin, and then my voice comes in (pow) and this is
what i tell her for you

CHORUS

every time i make a run, girl you turn around and cry, i ask myself why
oh why, see you must understand i can't work a 9 to 5, so ill be gone til
november, said ill be gone till november ill be gone till november, you
tell my girl yo i be gone till november, ill be gone till november ill
be gone til november, you tell my girl yo ill be gone till november,
january, february, march, april, may, i see you cryin but girl i can't
stay ill be gone till november, ill be gone till november... and give a
kiss to my motha..

when i come back there be no time to clock, ill have enough money to buy
out the glocks, tell my brotha go to school in september so he won't mess
up in summer school in da summer, tell my cousin jerry wear his condom
if you don't wear condom you see a red line oh oo oo you sucka M.C.s you
got no flow i heard ya style you so so

CHORUS

I had to flick nothin and turn it in to somethin, hip hop turns to the
future of rock when i smash a pumpkin (bing) committ treason now i have
a reason to hunt you down its only right its rappers season, yea you
with the loud voice posin like your top choice, i make a hertz out of
ya rolls royce, besides i got my girl to remember and i committed that
ill be back in november.

Yo this is the Rock kicking it with the Refugee camp
And you're bout to smell what the Rock is cookin'

Yo this is strictly a club record
Dedicated to everybody who used to stand outside in the cold
When the F-L-E-X was spinnin at the Red Zone, hooded down
And these tired bouncers would not let me in
YouknowwhatI'msayin?

Yo, yo, yo
I got fifty Bentley's in the West Indies
(It doesn't matter!)
I got a pocket full of cheese and a garden full of trees
(It doesn't matter!)
I just won the bingo bought a crib in Rio
(It doesn't matter!)
Cause if you ain't sharin, people ain't carin
Come up in the hood and they take everything you wearin

Back in the days it was all about the clubs
And the so-called thugs used to dance the break for love
The girls, they wouldn't say HEY!
Unless you bought 'em champagne like it was they birthday
Me, I used to stand outside
Hustlin my way in I'm on the guest list plus five!
Who's performin tonight? He said Shabba
Mister Lover Daddy he be the selector
(Stop drop the Rock's up in here)
Disrespect emcees and catch a smack in your left ear
Light up like Vegas when it's time to gamble
Girls scream for me like I was part of the Beatles
But I'm not honey, but I could be your Paul McCartney
and "Ebony or Ivory" into my Jacuzzi
Foundation like Kool Herc, or DJ Red Alert goes bezerk
The needle ain't skip the record jerked
Cause y'all jumpin' too hard
(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)

I got fifty Bentley's in the West Indies
(It doesn't matter!)
I got a pocket full of cheese and a garden full of trees
(It doesn't matter!)
What? I just won the bingo bought a crib in Rio
(It doesn't matter!)
Yo cause if you ain't sharin, people ain't carin
Come up in the hood and they take everything you wearin
Yo Rock I just bought a fresh Bentley
(It doesn't matter you just bought a fresh Bentley!)

How many of y'all ever been to a barbecue
And you always got an aunt or uncle
wanna show you how the old dances go
And they start it off like this
Electric slide on the dance floor
Freaky-deaky like Studio 54
GIRLS!! Until the IRS raids it
Drug money get converted into music
The dope man becomes an entertainer
Leave that crack alone! I told the customers
I'm into bigger and better things Mr. Fiend
You want a hit? Give me a guitar and a drum machine
And the crowd will scream loud when the bass thump
I can smell it in the air, the smell is funk
Excuse me I gotta cough
Girl you wearin' so much ice you could freeze New York
You're man must really love you, what does he do for a living?
(He works on Wall Street he's only home two nights a week)
That's when she said a little too much conversation
Think she want to indulge in lyrical masturbation
So I proceeded with the conversation, I said
Can I offer you a glass of Merlot Mrs. No Name?
(Let's get it straight huh, my name's Veronica)
She had the ass the size of South America
She said ain't you that kid that sing Guantanamera
way before Ricky Martin sung "Livin' La Vida Loca"
What hood you come from?
I was raised in Brooklyn, but did my studies in Jerusalem
The New Jerusalem yup, that's short for New Jersey
Checked my watch it was a quarter to three
Slid to her crib when we opened the door
Her man was on the bottle waiting for her with the 44

Now what it look like, it ain't really that
(It doesn't matter!)
So he cocked the gat at my top hat
(It doesn't matter!)
Are you crazy? You was married!
(It doesn't matter!)
Cause if you ain't sharin, people ain't carin
Come up in your hood and they take everything you wearin

Yeah that's when shorty walked up to her man
And she said I gotta go I can't be here no more
And she said this

Take me home, to the place
I belong at the Refugee Camp
And the Booga basement
That's where I live, oh

Come on
Yo Rock I sold like seventeen million records
(It doesn't matter how many records you've sold!)
Alright I'm with you, yo check it out
You wanna go get diamond rings?
(It doesn't matter if the Rock wants to go get diamond rings or not!)
Man listen, listen
I just got two new Grammy's man
(It doesn't matter about your Grammy's!)

It doesn't matter

I got the skully to my face (hardcore)
I got the skully to my face (hardcore)
cause anything can happen at the Carnival
(Yo make room, make room, make room, MAKE ROOM, make room)
You can't stop the shining
Yo, don't slip Mike
You don't want to go there is all, trust me
I know your girl wit you, but you don't want to get embarassed
Trust me

Yo, when you're rolling to the Carnival, anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen
Making love to your girlfriend, anything can happen
What? Say what, say what, anything can happen
She's sleepin wit your best friend cause anything can happen
Wh-a-at? Say what, say what, anything can happen
You roll down the block, come back with your gat
and POW, cause anything can happen

Feel this composition, it's a brand new dub
First thing I did, was went to the pub
Tequila with worm, lemon, salt, and no rocks
Cause when it hits my chest -- it gots to be hot
Uh haha, stop, 'Clef can I rock, yo
Get out the bathroom, let me go again from the top
Feel this composition, I wrote it in the tub
First thing I did, was went to the pub
Tequila with worm, lemon, salt, and no rocks
Cause when it hits my chest -- it gots to be hot
Ahhh, stop, 'Clef can I rock
I'd like to give a shout out to my people on the block
For you Silly Willy playin thug cartoon
My infrared scope got your movements on zoom
Boom new toon, write songs in my room
Sleeping with the bride, even though I ain't the groom
Your husband assume, come back with his goons
Put me in the trunk on your way to your honeymoon
Radio my platoon, Wyclef to Sev'
'I hear them playing Elvis, they on they way to Graceland
But they don't scare me, I'm in the trunk, I ain't sorry
Natural born killer, who slept with the enemy'
Think quick, what should I do, what did double-oh-seven do?
I pulled a bomb from my shoe (hahahahaha)
And exploded the trunk (blaooww) I woke up half drunk
Over looked by a bunch of gypsies wit a bag of skunk

You got the skully to your face, star, anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen
Sellin crack in the corner, man, anything can happen
What? Say what, say what anything can happen
I just got laid off, anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen
You don't wanna go there, cause anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen

Aiyyo, anything can happen, you can't stop the shining
You lookin at my watch, but my mind's really the diamond
Nine to the Seven, you better off steppin
When I'm writin with my pen, it turns into a lethal weapon (Ding!)
Take this lesson, to your next session
I suggest, you practice with the freshman
Sophomore, junior, then come check the senior
By then I would have graduated from the school of ruckus
Wyclef and Jerry Wonder, last of the producers
If the royalty ain't right, I put a call to Donny Eina
But always stay humble went from bummy to neat
Cause money break groups up like the Five Heartbeats
Don't get souped cause you, pushin a Coupe
Next year you on foot, runnin from a lawsuit
For example, I know I'm nice, I don't front it
Least anticipated, to the most wanted
Yeah, that's me in the spotlight
With a mic and a guitar, like M.O.P., I like it raw

Yo, when you're rollin to the Carnival, anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen
Every man got disciples, anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen
Its all about survival man, anything can happen
Hah, say what, say what, anything can happen
You lookin at me wrong, man, anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen

Will the Knicks win the championship this year?
Say what, say what, anything can happen
Will we find some peace of mind this year?
Say what, say what, anything can happen
You ready for the revolution this year?
Say what, say what, anything can happen
Will you make love with no condom this year?
No no, no no, that will never happen

The record is not over yet
The record is not over yet
The record is not over yet
Where the ladies at? Put yo' hands in the air!

And for the ladies, we won't play you
If you proud, shake what yo mama gave you, hey!
Whether your fat or slim, bubble your ting
Fellas if you need help, use ginseng
And for the ladies, we won't play you
If you fat, shake what yo mama gave you, hey!
Whether your fat or slim, bubble your ting
ReFugee thugs hang at the roller rink

Roller skatin baby
Carnival (Make room, for the Carnival, make room)
And it don't, nine-seven to infinity
Rest in Peace, Rest in Peace
And the record is not over yet, the record is not over yet
It is not, the record