Wyclef Jean - Delia's Gone (Celebrating The Life Of The Man In Black) lyrics
[Wyclef Jean - Delia's Gone Celebrating The Life Of The Man In Black lyrics]
Delia, oh Delia delia all my life
If I hadn't of shot poor Delia
I would have had her for my wife
Delia's gone one more round
Delia's gone
I went down to Brooklyn met her there
Saw her in her parlor tied her to her chair
Delia's gone one more round
Delia's gone she was low down, trifling
She was cold and mean
Kind of evil, makes me want to
Grab my sub machine delia's gone
One more round delia's gone
My name is Wyclef my freestyle my homicide
I shot a man at Reno like Johnny Cash
Just to watch him die flee to Sicily
Get a call from my Agency
She said they want me to
Do the Johnny Cash Show
You got to be kidding me
Rick Rubin picked me up in a Bentley
Not a El Dorado
Dressed in black looking like Zorro
Johnny Cash chewing tobacco country's legend
Fusing with that Hip hop
Mom said don't play with guns johnny Cash
Here you hold my Glock
Jailer, oh, jailer jailer I can't sleep
Cause all around my bedside
I hear the patter of Delia's feet
Delia's gone one more round
Delia'sclap your hands! come on
Yeah
If your woman's devilish you can let her run
Or you can bring her down just like
Delia got done delia's gone
One more round delia's gone
Delia's gone one more round
Delia's gone one more round
Delia's gone delia's gone
One more round delia's gone
If I hadn't of shot poor Delia
I would have had her for my wife
Delia's gone one more round
Delia's gone
I went down to Brooklyn met her there
Saw her in her parlor tied her to her chair
Delia's gone one more round
Delia's gone she was low down, trifling
She was cold and mean
Kind of evil, makes me want to
Grab my sub machine delia's gone
One more round delia's gone
My name is Wyclef my freestyle my homicide
I shot a man at Reno like Johnny Cash
Just to watch him die flee to Sicily
Get a call from my Agency
She said they want me to
Do the Johnny Cash Show
You got to be kidding me
Rick Rubin picked me up in a Bentley
Not a El Dorado
Dressed in black looking like Zorro
Johnny Cash chewing tobacco country's legend
Fusing with that Hip hop
Mom said don't play with guns johnny Cash
Here you hold my Glock
Jailer, oh, jailer jailer I can't sleep
Cause all around my bedside
I hear the patter of Delia's feet
Delia's gone one more round
Delia'sclap your hands! come on
Yeah
If your woman's devilish you can let her run
Or you can bring her down just like
Delia got done delia's gone
One more round delia's gone
Delia's gone one more round
Delia's gone one more round
Delia's gone delia's gone
One more round delia's gone