โหลดเพลง mp3 Da Cypha (Album Version) - Wyclef Jean

Da Cypha (Album Version) - Wyclef Jean/Supreme C/Marie Antoinette/Hope
Written by：Wyclef Jean/Supreme C/Jerry Duplessis/Hugo Peretti/George David Weiss/Luigi Creatore/Hope Harris/Marie Wright
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The clef is back with some adjustments

Refugee camp

Yo you see them refugees right there they goin in the car

Keys they goin in the trunk

Fiends they don't give a uh
And flex couldn't save you even if he dropped a bomb in this
You still gon be found in a ditch
My name should be robin banks the way I be robbin banks
I'm a fiend for the s500 I want it
Used to stay high and blunted but all that had to stop
Chick like me be chasin after cops
And they don't stop at my block after the diallo shootin
Soldiers in waitin marksmen recruitin
Salutin thug confederates rhyme and reason
Time and treatin air force one we leavin
Panama red holdin 52 hands for ransom
My man johnny handsome itchin to cancel 'em
I'm like hold up wait a minute let's get down to buisness
We could shoot up everything soon as the deal is finished
Blah blah I got two hours to kill
We want like 5 mil in a private jet so peel
Supreme c been after mean figures ask my lil ni**a
Since back in the days before he was raised
Ain't nobody puttin fear in my heart who need a jumpstart
My art sharp shoot your posse apart
Ni**a take you on one by one gun by gun
Son by son done by done
Whoever come murder fest one of the best
I'm gettin assets collect a** bets squat by your address
I come to kick it wit you walk beans stickin wit you
Why try to hide from accomplice vibe
Yo we break bread break heads my people shake feds
Gamble and scramble f what your man do
It's all about this husltin game muscle and fame
Tussels in rain take aim blush you with game
My language is unexplainable switch changeable
And I stay remaindable with bigger guns aimed at you

Keys they goin in the trunk

Fiends they don't give a uh
I run up in da cypha heavily armed with endless bars of metaphoric harm
A python with poisonous charm extending my arm
Pushing figures way to the back
Out of your reach excessive like fatal attract
Freeze a renegade bar stroke an ace of spades
I'll kiss you wit a blade when I think I'm gettin played
Made woman you never in bed with the same woman
You say you want it you don't wanna see the omen
When my sixth sense start flowin I bless like holy water
I don't wanna die cuz I'm my daddy's only daughter
But yo sometimes I see the writin on the wall
You know the ghetto testaments the shootouts the brawls
Close frames in the hall will you stand or will you fall
Your whole click is on the run now would you tell it all
About the night shifters me I'mma cypher drifter
My sixteen bars is up so peace to the mixes

Keys they goin in the trunk

Fiends they don't give a uh

Keys they goin in the trunk

Fiends they don't give a uh
October 31st I was standing by the sour
These thugs don't wanna talk they want these pumas I just bought
Fresh outta school picked on cuz I'm bilingual
I barely spoke English but the gun language was universal
Ran in the grocery store spoke to gabriel
He said you have problems here's a feezy from israel
Ran back outside just before I could say another homicide
Threw the biscuit in the bushes runnin like jesse owens
Police showed up but I was nowhere in existence
Back in the crib thinkin bout what I just did
I'ma police of defense but I'm bound to catch this bid
My hypothesis was right they knocked the door homie
Like a super in the projects wantin rent money
Just when I thought I get my life straight in the states
Is when I found myself climbin down the fire escape
Bodies found in virginia under the dumpsters no
18 shell cases in front of the grocery sto'
Flee the scene of the crime before y'all kick the door
No your honor that must be some old rhyme that I wrote
And lyrics sometime man they misinterpretate it
For example when I say gun I mean my pen and paper
And everytime I wave and spit the crowd jump
Cuz I'm still digital underground like humpty hump
Feel the funk comin through your elephant trunks
I ain't even kriss kross my clothes yet
And yet y'all wanna jump jump in da cypha jump jump

You in da cypha

Keys they goin in the trunk

Fiends they don't give a uh

Stay in the house when you hear

It means the murder's outside you hear

Where the real killers at you hear

Honey who chill with the gats you hear

Yo don't talk crap man

Just cuz your girl's wit you man

Cuz both o y'all gon go man

To a place where no man knows man

Femme fatale hope

Supreme C kinda d**e
Marie antoinette in the back with the techs

Y'all know the flavor refugee camp