Apocalypse (大动乱｜启示) (Album Version) - Wyclef Jean (韦克莱夫·让)/Refugee All Stars Written by：C. Langlade/N. Jean Yeah I was looking out my window
When I heard this sound
Look up into the sky
Saw the moon turned to blood
Looked at my little brother
Said you high as hell maaan
Apocalypse 12 the headline news just broke through
Apocalypse 34 soldier 100 horsemen at your door
Apocalypse 56 you wanted dead or alive hit or miss Oui oui y'all yeah Oui oui y'all yeah Oui oui y'all yeah Oui oui y'all yeah Arrival of the Carnival
New beats I never recycle
While you're looking for samples You might get trampled Surprise hey I'm back with lightning and thunder I heard you over saying I'm a one-hit-wonder You dumb or some I went to refugees Till infinity when I'm done Collect royalty from record companies Clouds getting darker Sun's getting nearer I'll turn an atheist to a God fearing believer The back of a building Your body's found by children Playin' hide go seek All we found was his skeleton In the back of a car You spar with the wrong guards You know my empire strikes back hard This is launch war It's the day after ashes Project cannons Being launched at the palace Vision revelation Sky rode apocalypse Enemy pilots kamikaze into the abyss
Apocalypse
12 the headline news just broke through
Apocalypse 34 solder 100 horsemen at your door
Apocalypse 56 wanted dead or alive hit or miss Oui oui y'all yeah Oui oui y'all yeah Oui oui y'all
Hey yo
Back on earth The party's at the tunnel On the west side of the river Went mad quiver Rats get fed to the alligator Gun blast equivalent to the bombs in Pearl Harbor Rescue choppers Brooklyn turned to Hiroshima I'm driving to Jersey to escape the terror I was on the highway pushing a black viper A car pulls up is he a jack or a sniper sniper A blue range rover he says Pull over I didn't know he was a DT undercover I screamed out my lungs This is discrimination What's the charge He said you just robbed a gas station Who me Not me It couldn't be I was at the Grammys with Brandy Didn't you see me on TV
b******t y'all all in the same gang He tried to run me off the road Like he was Rosco P Coltrane I stayed calm gave him a hell of a show Cause if it's ever time to go All I gotta press is turbo Heard him on his walkie road block on 280 west Things got serious that's when I bust a left U-Turn my tires burned My concern was a truck coming Head on collision within a second changed position
Close one I almost went up in a blaze Running from what appears to be a masquerade At least that's what I thought it was all in my mind Reality stuck when I got to the borderline The headline reads every ghetto sad story A rookie shoots a boy over mistaken identity
