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The return of the hip hop
Toussaint St. Jean drama

Streets pronounce me
Streets pronounce me
Streets me dead
Streets pronounce me
pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me

I tell 'em I'm alive but rumor I'm dead
The resurrection of the dead, I could get
And if I die, all I do is ride

The pronounce me dead
Puttin' two in my head
At the funeral, I had more friends than the grateful
Haters started talkin' sayin' I went

Akon my spot, will.i.am took my vest
beatin' on the coffin 'cause I could hear the crowd
But they can't hear me 'cause Lil' Jon's too loud
That's when the bishop last words for friends and family

Then the fans stood up and said y'all the Fugees
Fifty million records sold straight from the
How y'all gon' me Wyclef is irrelevant
A stood up and said, yup I got amnesia
Last time I remember him was Gone 'til

He said I spit no more, all I do is sing songs
Last he felt me was when I rhymed with Big Pun
That's get the hate off ya chest
You a rap con artist, not a West
(I dead)

Streets me dead
Streets pronounce me
Streets me dead
pronounce me dead
Streets me dead
Streets pronounce me

I tell 'em I'm alive but says I'm dead
The resurrection of the dead, I never get
And if I ever die, all I do is

I mean the streets say it's been a while since heard me spit
That I spit so hard, my must be cannabis
But far permit, is how I started
But my battle raps couldn't get me groceries the super market
So I another target to aim at

I from food stamps to the black a mac's
Eight cassettes, the CD's, the iPod's
Bmx bixes, the hoopdies, the hot
And my swag come Nazareth

How you gon' say I'm dead when I rose Lazareth
And ain't mystic, I ain't talkin' voodoo
We do spears like the Zulu's
So your mouth boy, I ain't dead

Fo' the city gon' turn red, blood will
So before you speak boy watch tone
Fo' my chrome gon' turn you to a of stone
(I dead)

Streets pronounce me
Streets pronounce me
Streets me dead
pronounce me dead
Streets me dead
Streets me dead

I tell 'em I'm alive but rumor says I'm
The resurrection of the dead, I could get
And if I die, all I do is ride

They all got shocked I rose from the coffin
Dust my off then headed out to new Jerusalem
Destroyed and rebuilt, my voice sound like
tune like milk, I used to shop lift with no guilt

And Christmas time toy guns the of elves
I the ra-ta-ta-ta turn into the real shells
Yup killa, you press ya
to sleep in the pond, woke up with the ducks

And ain't gangsta talk, I don't talk the talk
I suggest you or get outlined in chalk
And you ain't from the
But yet you walk the
You a C, O, P, a cop the beat

But the rule on the streets they could on you
Like a pit bull after givin' him
Or the girl that you all the cars and the jewels
Only to find out on memorial dey fuckin' in the swimmin'
(I dead)

pronounce me dead
Streets me dead
pronounce me dead
Streets me dead
Streets me dead
pronounce me dead

I 'em I'm alive but rumor says I'm dead
The of the dead, I could never get
And if I die, all I do is ride

Yea
Warriors

From the hut, to the projects, to the
So know you, y'all ain't got no excuses
I'm

Wyclef aka Toussaint St