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80 Bars Lyrics – Wyclef Jean


80 Bars

Wyclef Jean
Song Writer(s): Duplessis, Jerry, Wyclef,
Publisher: EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC., HUSS ZWINGLI PUBLISHING INC, SONY/ATV TUNES LLC, TE-BASS MUSIC INC.,



80 Bars, 80 Scars
Yo, engineer, turn me up, yo


I started off in the underground
From mono to stereo now I'm surround sound
Blowin' through your tubes leavin' holes through your speakers
Crackin' through your tweeters my frequency's off the meters


Jam pack arenas from here to Bangkok
I'm ahead of my time like Jimmy Hendrix played Woodstock
Me, I'm playin' Hoodstock before I had the dreadlocks
I used to reminisce should I do music or sell rocks


Grow my own crops livin' in the PJs
That's when an Angel Gabriel, said
'It's all a masquerade eyes wit no face, sneakers wit no lace
I feel the earth spinnin' but I'm standin' in the same space'


Wit no trace of what happened last night
I seen two fiends fightin' over a crack pipe
Now I'm watchin' TV, my antenna was a clothes hanger
Blurry vision Mista Mondehan David Banner


Flip the data the kids are wearin' bandannas
Totin' hammers aimin' at your medulla oblongata
Blow, blow a young thug wit a slim figure
Romantic type like the movie Casablanca


Herb seller once got busted by a undercover buyer
My supplier was a Gypsie cab driver
That's when I realized I need to find a new hustle
Livin' in the jungle the guitar became my muscle


I scribe through snake eyes that wanted my crucified
Y'all thought that I was drownin' but I was getting baptized
Now behold I heard you sold twenty mill
But wit no street credibility you overkill


Y'all ain't real talkin' 'bout keep it gangsta
Only if you knew the gangsta sent me to shank you
Gank you, gank you, tie up your ankles
And if that ain't enough I call hinchmens to lynch you


Now at the funeral I could see the priest bless you
But in the after life I'ma still touch you
Knockin' on Heaven's door you beggin' to get in
That's when the Son of Man greets you wit the face of Satan


Now you look frightened in the belly of the whale
That's when the warden say I wanna welcome you to hell
Bones is five bucks get off the phone, time's up
I seen him cut from his head to his you wish you would wish you could


Wishin' got you here you screamin' so loud that a deaf man could hear
Back to the silence, no more droppin' science
Everybody rappin' 'bout diamonds and violence
And A&R's all they do is charge credit cards


And when the bill comes
They blame it on the rap stars
Now how you figure I ain't rent a car
I wasn't at the spa I ain't buy the bar


Now here's a Jew when you get your first record deal
Don't su**ect yourself to the m*** appeal
First cl***, caviar in the Anneville
In the new S cl*** wit the Jordan wheels


Remember the music in the streets like the streets
You know the code of the streets
Everybody tryin' to eat yhe evidence is concrete
I'm tired of the same song you take me out
You must be high off of heroine


Sharper than I ever been this one gon' get a ten
Rappers, I'ma murder y'all wit your own medicine
I move with faith, I never have doubt
I'm so hungry you would think I'm just comin' out


But I been here before from Blunted to The Score
To the Carnival, Ecleftic, World Tour
I'm poison *****s waitin' in the back door
They want me to rock they boat and shift them on shore


That's when the Father said, 'Take heed to this lesson
They wanna cut your hair like Delilah did Samson'
I felt that so I went back to my format
Raps in backpack gats for car jacks


Hats for ***** cats 'cause AIDS I don't want that
And for the DJ's here's somethin' y'all can scratch
Technique twelve the needle hits the wax
Hypnotize the crowd the dance floor's jam packed


Now sing along like a Negro spiritual
No one got shot tonight it's a miracle
But what's this I hear y'all wanna take my spot
You got a better chance puttin' a gorilla in a headlock


I'm too focused I can see through your lens
You ain't a G, just a wannabe kingpin
So, the next time y'all wanna pay for protection
I suggest that you hit up the Haitian Sicilian


80 Bars, 80 Scars
80 Bars, 80 Scars
80 Bars, 80 Scars
80 Bars

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