[CHORUS - Jenni Fujita]
Me and my crew in a little tour show
Learned to flip the door with the money we`ve got.
The blocks stay hot, getting knocked it`s on
Till one by one, we were gone.
Subway sparks after dark.
Flash the message: something`s out there.
[Wyclef Jean]
Yo John, that was the eighties man.
This is Ninety-nine.
It`s crazy out there.
[Jenni Fujita]
Flash the message: something`s out there.
[Wyclef Jean]
John Forte`, uh-huh, uh-huh.
Hey yo, John Forte`.
[John Forte` - Verse 1]
Yo...yo...
Hustle big, hustle small.
All y`all relate to it.
I`m a a culture power, baby, when I run right through it.
What the biz, money? You know John and what it is.
But then again too many yes-men...
(Wyclef: Yo John, they missed it.)
Hustle big, hustle small.
All y`all relate to it.
I`m a a culture power, baby, when I slide right through it.
What the biz, money? You know John and what it is.
Then again too many yes-men inside the business.
We stay grungy.
Risk take on streets like a bungee.
Hoes get nothing from me.
I`m-a die feeling hungry.
Rappers too complacent.
I make hits in the basement.
Got all the men on top wondering where they placement.
If it`s real, then it`s real,
And it ain`t no replacement.
Them jealous cats who talk need to all walk adjacent.
I trifold y`all all into a image my mold.
So I can teach you how to walk, eat, drink, and buy gold.
My shit is iz-ill.
Wear three condoms out in Brazil.
Brothers from the `ville no fault at the iz-ill.
Wanna have a duke? Get real! How you fiz-eel?
You couldn`t stick me if you brought the chisel.
What the diz-eal?
Eat four stars at every miz-eal.
You kiz-ill the vibe.
You just high from the twiz-ill.
And sti-zill I flow riz-ill, leave you fiz-ill,
And leave y`all all stuck like Jack from without the Jiz-ill
What?
[CHORUS - Jenni Fujita (Wyclef`s lyrics in parentheses)]
Me and my crew in a little tour show
Learned to flip the door with the money we`ve got.
(Make the money)
The blocks stay hot, getting knocked it`s on.
Till one by one, we were gone.
(I`m gone)
Subway sparks after dark.
Flash the message: something`s out there
(Suicide. It`s a suicide. Parappa!)
Flash the message: something`s out there.
[John Forte` - Verse Two]
I shoot the gift cop.
Find John at the strip spot
Juggling three who all know to keep their lips locked.
I don`t get got.
I told y`all before: it`s hot.
Fuck the floss.
I`m the boss when I rock flip-flops.
Culture hip-hop.
Before I take your head you should skip bop.
Or find us in your homes with the chrome and the shits cocked.
What?
Hey y`all pose hard, but they rip up.
I leave them enemies with their lips shut.
Did what?
Yo money ease up how you cease us.
You better off reefin` lighting trees up,
Smoking with your mens fantasizing something swiftly.
But little did you know I had the whole country with me
[BRIDGE - Wyclef Jean]
Little do you know (3x)
I got the whole country with me.
Little do you know, huh?
[Repeat CHORUS]
