Lyrics of The mix show
Wyclef Jean

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Release date : 21/05/2002
Duration : 0:04:36
Style : Hip Hop/Rap
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We gon send this out for every street d j
This is somethin' for the mix shows mix shows
You don't wanna go outside
Because the thugs are outside
They bustin' slugs outside
So you don't wanna go outside
Let's go
Uh, i'm outside lookin' in
I could feel it through the wind
From the streets' shore
I could see the shark's fin
They ain't eat nuttin' in a week
And they hunger is the reason why
The blood drips on the concrete
So run your juice pit bulls drew
They gon shoot you in the head so
What good is your bullet proof
Unless your bullet proof-la what's your affiliation
You just a rat handin' out information
You wanna run and said clef took my paper
Clef ain't take your paper
Clef is just a narrator think i'm a singer
I'ma have you call a operator
911 now you breavin' through a respiration
All dat gun-clappin' yappin' meet me outside
You never seen a ghost until you seen the other side
So think before you speak or blood is go leak
You shouldn't have no problems understandin'
I ain't speakin' greek i need a hundred grand
And i ain't talkin' 'bout no candy bar
Take over your strip like it's candahar
You gonna see so much red you think your man on mars
That concrete that's under your feet gon land on hard
I got gooms that stand on guard
Post up waitin' wit the toaster
Hit you from close up bare face
No black mask no silencers
On the burners everybody hear da get blast
Bodies found chopped up in black bags inside incinerators
I got power like generators
Slugs wit names on it
The message i send to haters
In my hood i'm know as a menace to neighbors
Me and my men for paper
We don't fear the morgue
Only thing we afraid of is we scared to starve
You can't stop the shine
Play a black cloud in my dollar signs
And be a victim of a violent crime for real
The flows is death defyin'
Act real and ya neck be flyin'
Brains and guts like i was savin' private ryan
Test the iron
And i show you a wall, cat
That's filled wit bodies
See where your balls at, if you all dat
And i show a wall, cat, that's filled wit bodies
And yours could be the next
Number 19, erased out the projects
I progress everyday i'm livin' this life
I won't stop till i'm buried, dog
I'm livin' it right
Just gimme the price and i'm willin' to take a chance
I keep it ass hard
Cause this sh- in my pants
And if you wanna dance you need to jump to these levels
You feelin' the physical form as well as the spirit
Don't try to compare it
Just listen and love to hear it
And if it's fire you know not to come near it
I keep it flame broil enough to make your brains boil
Put you in a stash where nobody could say they saw you
Check, g o d. put it down like it's burnin' hot
Execute you on the spot no warnin' shot
Comin' timothy mcvay i burn down your block
First i kick in your door cause in war we don't knock
I got no competition
Only man that could see me is the man in the mirror
Keep wishin' keep fishin'
Get a hundred and fifty stitches
Your last rights last meal last wishes
This is summin' for the mix shows
They call me most honorable, most knowledgeable
Toast bottles in blue the hydropronic goose
I spit ten words blow you to molecules
I'm under your skin cells and your hair follicles
It's the jewel
Whatever i could see i could be
I saw hip-hop became a m c
Then i saw the streets became a o g
Then i learn to see myself became g o d
We get them packs off often
I'm on da block where it's scorchin'
The life that i live'll make you nauseous
Most of our niggs see a coffin
Most of our ish see abortions
Of course we are lost in the circle of karma
Where you and your mama, grand mama
And great-grand mama live out the same drama
Where you and your father, father's fathers
Great and fore fathers felt horror like no tomorrow
I'm from united snakes, the country of crime
The city lookish they changed the skyline
And it's us against swine and it loosin' they mind
In the van with my grind
And thirst to gimme time
I'ma ball or get signed or bang and take mine
My design's undefined
I'm clearly one of a kind
It's best you realize only the fittest survive
For cowards it's suicide so don't come outside
You don't wanna come outside masquerade
Its blaques outside
Fam and prolific, we all outside
So you don't wanna come outside refugee
Ay, yo we gon send this out for every street d j
That ain't getting no real radio airplay
You know i mean
That's comin' on the radio at one o'clock in da mornin'
That got da streets on lock
This generation!
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