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Pullin' Me In

アーティスト:Wyclef Jean  アルバム:The Ecleftic: 2 Sides II A Book  作詞:DUPLESSIS JERRY/JEAN WYCLEF  作曲:DUPLESSIS JERRY/JEAN WYCLEF 

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"(Intro:) Y'all know y'all done messed up now right? Mmmm mmmm, fo' real (opera singing) You know, you messed up, I'm not laughing All y'all beats is soundin the same, y'all rhymin the same Some of y'all even wearing the same jewelry And y'all doin the same videos Shut up, you know you messed up right? That's why they brought me back in this game To bring it right back to the essence, mmm hmmm Oh yeah, and all this kill this, kill that, kill this Lemme tell you somethin, (what, what) The real killers, they're standin right over there Waitin for you to act like a killer, so they can kill you Yo Sedeck, do me a favor yo Yo tell everybody on this side of the stage To just move back a little cuz it's about to get real rowdy in the front yo, they comin yo I could never forget the underground hip hop I'ma dedicate this to everybody that knew me when I was broke Workin at Burger King, hustlin dime bags on a twelve speed bicycle All the projects man, youknowwhatimsayin? Yo (HOOK:) Every time I keep pullin out, y'all keep pullin me in, sin Kick a little somethin for the New Jerusalem Let people know you aint forget where you came from, where you came from Every time I keep pullin out, y'all keep pullin me in, sin Kick a little somethin for the street DJs Let people know you aint forget where you came from, where you came from (Verse 1) Yo, yo this probably the hardest verse that I ever recite I'm in the studio with a gun in my neck it's all right Surrounded by gangsters, I don't know how they got here But I feel like the Haitian Frank Sinatra, in his young years New York, on my way to Kennedy airport L.A., I was told wear colors wherever you walk Dirt, dirty south, I heard they run up in your house Shakespeare, no time to jive blast your girl through the blouse What? MCs, y'all aint nothing but assassins Every two lines is killin, or incarceration Murderation, closed casket cremation Closest you got to prison was seein barson television But I'ma go long as this thug phenomenon Pass me a bandanna, two shots from my Mag-num All of that, to get your


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