Wyclef Jean - Fresh Interlude lyrics
[Wyclef Jean - Fresh Interlude lyrics]
(For the ladies)
Yo, Skribble, I have one question
Could you please, answer this for me?
I gotta know this, yo what makes a DJ?
What makes an emcee?
What makes the refugees?
Why are kids getting jealous?
'Cause we F-R-E-S-H
Fresh, fresh, fresh, that's fresh f-R-E-S-H
Fresh, fresh, fresh, that's fresh
Hey, you, player
With the dibble and the dabble
You wanna battle who? Wyclef or DJ Skribble?
Hold the stickup, it's a freestyle session
Skribble, where you from man? (Long Island)
Well, I'm from Haiti, then Brooklyn
Then Jersey with a universal tag, plus I got
(money in the bag)
You slept on this musician
Plus the Hip-Hop art
Bring your best emcees (What?)
'Cause every man got disciples if
You ever want a rival
Show up, with a mic, and a rifle
Wyclef stuck the bank at mid day
And took all of Sony money
In a black van he got away
I just got a call from Tommy Mottola
He said, "Forget about it" (Oh, my word)
So I held John Ingrassia, at gunpoint
He's shook, callin' Donny Ienner
While smokin' a joint
I said, 'Who's the informer?'
They say, 'Michael Mauldin'
I had to take him out (Three, the hard way)
The moral of this story
Don't blame the record company
If your record ain't selling
You lack creativity
But what you want me to say? (Damn)
What, what you want me to say huh? (Damn)
Yo, I've been trying to get a deal for
Years and it ain't what you want me to say?
He he he he, he he he he ju-ju-just shut up
Bite it he he he he, he he he he
Ju-ju-just shut up bite it
He he he he, he he he he
And I'll kill anyone
Who dares to go against me