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Gone Till November (The Makin' Runs Remix) - JeanWyclef
Tell me how you like it
Right about now I know y'all diggin this so just
Turn up your radio wherever you at
We about to bring it
This is Wyclef Jean up here
With Canibus workin the night shift
Yo we want all the ladies to put your hands in the air
Nd sing this song with us
Yo R Kelly ya ready Come on
Now everytime I make a run (uh-huh uh-huh)
Girl you turn around and cry

I ask myself oh why ohhh why (uh-huh uh-huh)

See you've got to understand
I can't work a nine to five

So I'll be gone til November
Tell me say Michelle my belle
Yo I'll be gone til November
Standin on the block where the spot get hot
Selling rocks
Guaranteed to get set up by crooked cop
Michelle my belle (you was wrong)
I know it's wrong I wrote this rap song
Forgive me when I'm gone me and Canibus
We workin the night shift shift shift
I got it made hey last word from the hustler
Hey young 'Clef take care of your mother
Looked at him and replied Yo daddy where you goin
He said To Baltimore he'll be back in the mornin
Gave my mom a hug for her soul when she cry
Every man want heaven no man want die
Vanished through the door all I saw was his shadow
Heard mom echo I don't wanna be a widow
That's when I realized death was ahead
Old man pulled off in a black caravan
With some dark skinned brothers who looked Sicilian
Singing Karma Karma Karma Karma Karma Cha-me-leon
Yeah yeah check it can't stop the shinin
You wanna stop the shinin No doubt ahh
Everytime I make a run (uh-huh uh-huh)
Girl you turn around and cry (uh-huh uh-huh)
I ask myself why oh why (you need muscle for da hustle)
See you must understand (uh-huh uh-huh)
I can't work a nine to five (uh-huh uh-huh)
So I'll be gone til November (uh-huh uh-huh)
Tell me say Michelle my belle

Yo I'll be gone til November
Standing on the block where the spot get hot selling rocks
Guaranteed to get set up by a crooked cop
Tell me say Michelle my belle (you was wrong)
I know it's wrong I wrote this rap song
Forgive me when I'm gone me and Canibus (soooo wronnnng)
We workin the night shift shift shift
Me and 'Clef we ready to get it on
The three and a half pound
Organ imbedded in our skulls is what
Makes us better than y'all
I'm telling you God
Ain't nobody reppin this hard since Genghis Khan
We raise Hell til the heavens fall
Me and my Fugee affiliates buildin
Wit plans to make millions
Over a quiet game of billiards
Black Sicilians the descendants of West Indian pilgrims
With the power to collapse buildings
Riding across the ocean floor like Poseidon on a seahorse
To reach our overseas tours
By the middle of March when the pregnancy starts
In my lady's placenta
I'll be gone 'till November (come on)
Now everytime I make a run
Girl you turn around and cry (uh-huh uh-huh)
I ask myself oh why
Oh why (you need muscle for the hustle uh-huh)
See you've got to understand (uh-huh)
I can't work a nine to five (uh-huh)
So I'll be gone til November
Tell me say Michelle my belle
Yo I'll be gone til November
Standin on the block where the spot get hot selling rocks
Guaranteed to get set up by a crooked cop
Michelle my belle (you was wrong)
I know it's wrong I wrote this rap song
Forgive me when I'm gone me and Canibus
We workin the night shift shift shift
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