Wyclef Jean - 80 Bars lyrics

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
Blowing through your tubes
Leaving holes through your speakers
Cracking through your tweeters
My frequency's off the meter
Jam packed arenas from here to Bangkok
I'm ahead of my time like
Jimi Hendrix playing Woodstock
Me, I'm playing Hoodstock before
I had the dreadlocks

I use to reminisce "Should I
Do music or sell rocks?"
Wrote my own props, living in the PJ's
That's when the Angel came to you
And said "It's all a Masquerade"
Eyes with no faces, speakers with no lace
I feel that Earth's spinnin
But, I'm standin in the same space
With no trace of what happened last night
I seen two fiends fighting over a crack pipe
Now I'm watching TV
My antenna was a clothes hanger
Blurry vision, Mister McGee Hunn
David Banner

Flip the data, the kids was wearing bandanas
Toting hammers aiming at
Your medulla oblongata
Blaow blaow, a young thug with a slim figure
The romantic type like the movie "Casablanca"
Herbs, sell 'em once
Got busted by undercover
Buyer, my supplier was a gypsy cab driver
That's when I realize I need
To find a new hustle
Living in the jungle to get
Taught became my muscle
I strive through snake eyes
Who wanted me crucified
I thought that I was drowning
But, I was getting baptized
Now behold, I heard you sold 20 mill'
But with no street credibility
You're overkill

You ain't real, talkin bout keep it gangsta
Phony, if you knew the gangstas
Sent me to shank you
Gank you, yank you, tie up your ankles
And if that ain't enought
I call Henchman's to lynch you
Now, at the funeral
I can see the Priest bless you
But in the afterlife, I'mma still touch you
Knockin on heavens door
You're begging to get in
That's when the Son of Man greets
You with 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 5 bucks, get off the phone
Time's up

I seen him cut from his head to his (nuts)
You wish you wouldn't, wish you couldn't
Wish it got to me
Cause you screamin so loud that
A deaf man can hear
Back to the silence, no more droppin science
Er'body rappin about diamonds and violence
And A&Rs, 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 by the bar
Now here's a jewel when you
Get your first record deal
Don't subject yourself to the mass appeal
First Class, caviar in the vel'
In the new S Class with the Jordan wheels
Remember, the music in the
Streets like the streets
You know the cold of the streets
Er'body tryin to eat

The evidence is concrete
I'm tired of the same song
You take me out, you must be high off heron
Sharper than I ever been
This one gon get a 10
Rappers, I'mma murder y'all with
Your own medicine
I move with faith, I never have doubt
I'm so hungry you would think
I'm just coming out but, I been here before
From Blunted to The Score
To The Carnival, Eclectic World Tour
I'm causin whores, waitin in the back doors
They want me to rock they
Boat and shift them onshore
That's when the Father said "Take
Me to this lesson" they wanna cut your hair
Like Delilah did Sampson
I felt that, so I went back to my format
Raps and backpack, gats for carjacks
Hats for pussycats, cause Aids
I don't want that and for the DJ's
Here's something y'all can scratch
Technique 12, Benito hit's the wax
Hypnotize the crowd

The dance floor is 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 putting
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 Sicilians

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