Sang Fézi (feat. Lauryn Hill)
Ki Ayisien kap di'm map mache New-York san fezi
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
Lè bum yo ginbe ou yo devore ou se lè ou mouri police vini
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
Ki Ayisien kap di'm map mache New-York san fezi
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
Lè bum yo ginbe ou yo devore ou se lè ou mouri police vini
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
Penden'm kanpe sou flatbush mwen wouè on police ap vini
Li di mwen map vann dròg
Mwen di mon chè ou menti
Li vin pou'l vin cheke'm mwen di mwen pa gen anyen
Se nan yon ti bal mwen tapwal la pou' cheke on ti zen
Big up big up phantom mwen renmen Tabou Combo
Se sak fè depwim nan bal la mwen mande kote moun yo
Timtim bwa sèk mwen couri lèm ouvri pòt
Nan yon cimitiè pase mwen wouè on tèt san kòk
A b c d f g si'ou vlé batay se danje
Mem si ou kon jwé foutbol dènié gòl lan sé pou Pélé
Pa jouré manmam, manmam sé kréol
Fesi'm se bousòl, kompa'm se lakol
Original ayisieeennnn Kwa dè Boukèèè
Gen nèg ki pensé Brooklyn'm fèt Ayiti'm fèt Kwa dè Boukè, Kwa dè Boukè
Tandé
Ki Ayisien kap di'm map mache New-York san fezi
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
Lè bum yo ginbe ou yo devore ou se lè ou mouri police vini
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
Ki Ayisien kap di'm map mache New-York san fezi
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
Lè bum yo ginbe ou yo devore ou se lè ou mouri police vini
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
Prezidan mwen pa vlé prézidan ou
Wasé mikrofòn nan mwen sé gouvèman ou
Bon nom'm sé Wyclef yo rélé'm fanfan
Mwen gen on ti sè yo rélé roz salon
Mwen yon cheval ki volé chak swa
Mwen gen cheve pwav mwen pa vlé cheve soi
Bad boy Ayisien ki soti en Ayiti
Depui mwen gen pwoblèm mwen ralé ouzi
Lè mal lékòl Ameriken té kon jouré'm
Yo rélém nèg nwè yo rélém ti réfijié
Jan yo palé mwen wouè yo pa civilisé
Jan yo palé mwen wouè yo pa kon bon djie
45 bo kotem plis mwen gen de pié kolé
Si on nèg testé'm mapé pété dé gren zie'l
Orijinal Ayitien ki soti Jerizalem
Si on nèg testé'm ané sa a ou pap ouè nwèl
Ki Ayisien kap di'm map mache New-York san fezi
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
Lè bum yo ginbe ou yo devore ou se lè ou mouri police vini
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
Ki Ayisien kap di'm map mache New-York san fezi
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
Lè bum yo ginbe ou yo devore ou se lè ou mouri police vini
Tande
(Koté moun yo mwen pa wouè moun yo) Then you should know
That one day we are gone
So keep your head to the sky
See the path we refuse is the path we should choose
They won't take the world when you die
Ayitien tiréééé (ankò, ankò, ankò)
Ki Ayisien kap di'm map mache New-York san fezi
Then you should know
That one day we are gone
So keep your head to the sky
See the path we refuse is the path we should choose
They won't take the world when you die
Levé lè men levé lè men chanté chanté
Ki Ayisien kap di'm map mache New-York san fezi
Mwen di ou messie nou menti
Lè bum yo ginbe ou yo devore ou se lè ou mouri police vini
Mwen
Yon bagay yo di'm fi petyon vil pa vlé nèg ki gen cheve
Pwav mwen gen cheve pwav
Sang Fézi (feat. Lauryn Hill)
Which Haitian is telling me that I'm walking in New York without a face?
I tell you messiah we lie
When the bums kill you, they devour you, that's when you die, the police come
I tell you messiah we lie
Which Haitian is telling me that I'm walking in New York without a face?
I tell you messiah we lie
When the bums kill you, they devour you, that's when you die, the police come
I tell you messiah we lie
I'm standing on the flatbush when I hear the police coming
He said I am selling drugs
I said my dear you are lying
He came to check on me and I said I have nothing
It's in a small ball that I tap to check a small hook
Big up big up phantom I love Tabou Combo
It's what makes depression at the ball, I ask where the people are
Timtim dry wood I ran to open the door
In a cemetery, I saw a head without a crow
A bcdfg if you want to fight it is dangerous
Even if you know how to play football, the last goal is for Pelé
Do not insult my mother, my mother is Creole
Fesi'm is a compass, my compa'm is a school
Original ayisieeennn Kwa de Boukèèè
There are guys who think I was born in Brooklyn, I was born in Haiti, I was born in Kwa de Boukè, Kwa de Boukè
heard
Which Haitian is telling me that I'm walking in New York without a face?
I tell you messiah we lie
When the bums kill you, they devour you, that's when you die, the police come
I tell you messiah we lie
Which Haitian is telling me that I'm walking in New York without a face?
I tell you messiah we lie
When the bums kill you, they devour you, that's when you die, the police come
I tell you messiah we lie
I don't want to be your president
Wash the microphone, I am your government
My name is Wyclef, they call me children
I have a younger sister called Roz Salon
I am a horse that flies every night
I have peppery hair and I don't want to have curly hair
Haitian bad boy from Haiti
Since I have problems I pulled out
When bad American school was insulting me
They want black men, they want refugees
As they say, they are not civilized
The way they talk, I believe they are not good friends
45 kisses to my side plus I have two legs stuck
If a guy tested me, I'm going to break out of his eyes
Original Haitian from Jerusalem
If a guy tests me this year, you won't see Christmas
Which Haitian is telling me that I'm walking in New York without a face?
I tell you messiah we lie
When the bums kill you, they devour you, that's when you die, the police come
I tell you messiah we lie
Which Haitian is telling me that I'm walking in New York without a face?
I tell you messiah we lie
When the bums kill you, they devour you, that's when you die, the police come
Listen
(As for the people, I don't know the people) Then you should know
That one day we are gone
So keep your head to the sky
See the path we refuse is the path we should choose
They won't take the world when you die
Haitian tiréééé (again, again, again)
Which Haitian is telling me that I'm walking in New York without a face?
Then you should know
That one day we are gone
So keep your head to the sky
See the path we refuse is the path we should choose
They won't take the world when you die
Raise your hands, raise your hands, sing, sing
Which Haitian is telling me that I'm walking in New York without a face?
I tell you messiah we lie
When the bums kill you, they devour you, that's when you die, the police come
I
One thing they say to me is that city girls don't want guys with hair
Pepper I have pepper hair