Wyclef Jean: Da Cypha

(feat. Supreme C, Marie Antoinette, Hope)

[INTRO:]

Yo 1, 2, 1, 2

The Clef is back with some adjustments

Refugee camp

(Turn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up!)

Yo, you see them Refugees right there, they goin in the car


[HOOK:]

WooWooWooWooWoo

Keys they goin in the trunk

WooWooWooWooWoo

Fiends they don't give a uh


[Marie Antoinette]

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 S-500 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]

Supreme C been after mean figures, ask my lil nigga

Since back in the days, before he was raised

Aint nobody puttin fear in my heart, who need a jumpstart

My art sharp, shoot your posse apart

Nigga 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 ass 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


[HOOK]


[Hope]

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'ma cypher drifter

My sixteen bars is up so peace to the mixes


[HOOK 2X]


[Wyclef]

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 aint even *Kriss Kross* my clothes yet

And yet y'all wanna "Jump, Jump" in Da Cypha, "Jump, Jump"

You in Da Cypha


[HOOK]


[OUTRO:]

Stay in the house when you hear

WooWooWooWooWoo

It means the murder's outside you hear

WooWooWooWooWoo

Where the real killers at you hear

WooWooWooWooWoo

Honey who chill with the gats you hear

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Yo don't talk crap man

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Just cuz your girl's wit you man

WooWooWooWooWoo

Cuz both o y'all gon go man

WooWooWooWooWoo

To a place where no man knows man

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Femme fatale, Hope

WooWooWooWooWoo

Supreme C, kinda dope

WooWooWooWooWoo

Marie Antoinette in the back with the techs

WooWooWooWooWoo

Y'all know the flavor Refugee Camp...

WooWooWooWooWoo...