Wyclef Jean, G Fella - Hard Times lyrics

This one dedicated to those that come to NYC
Went from illegal aliens to the recalled ID
But once they break the law I
See them boys turned to deportees
And it's the same story from
Haiti down to Sicily
Them boys speak broken English
Like what's the matter you?
Slurping in the rainbow got them
Thinking I knew voodoo
Okay Um just called me
Said he got a job for us
Pick up the bag and see the guy and
Bring a the money a back for us
Oh, just for us I bring it back
I mean I get the car
I'll give you a little something something
Just keep your mouth to shut
Now I'm in the station, they want information
My English not too good officer
I'm a Haitian maron is havin a bitchin


I got a coart a freakin a guy
That killed a guy that killed a guy
Then we get the charge and go bye
Ciao ciao mister Officer, wooh
This was a close one
You kept your mouth to shut
Aye you a good one

Having a hard time in this crazy town
Having a hard time in this crazy town
If you make it in New York
You can make it anywhere

Broch pon as a baby
Pops a moment of struggle
They could smile at the devil
And just laugh at the troubles
Didn't want us to prosper
We just labeled as mobsters
But we did what we got to
Stood tall like an Oscar
An army with us, mumble then
Uncle Micky with us
They know what it's like in
The ping, over talent, can't forget em
You can't win I don't lose
Stick with the both lose
Clef and I got a song, union like the locals
Colorful punch, white, black, yellow, pink
Brown
And that old slice here, loudly without sound
Smell sweet
You move in numbers like ants on the ground
Take pictures like when you're a kid
And yo aunts is around
Feet planted like roots
Fire known to resist me
I'm stand up in my city
Plus the Haitians is with me
Different world but the same
Clef know why we still standin
Green, white and red but the Haiti flag
Poppin 2 cannons

Having a hard time in this crazy town
Having a hard time in this crazy town
(Even though you have a hard
Time in this crazy town, Mama told me)
If you make it in New York
You can make it anywhere
Having a hard times in this crazy town
Having

Fresh off the boat, land in Coney Island
A Haitian in Brooklyn, Dodgers stadium
Mischief night, throwin eggs off the roof
Me and my brothers my cousin got a connect
He want us to check with them good fellas
But mom told me don't tangle with Haitians
Sicilians so when I said that on the score
It was more than the writin
Welcome to a page of my
Black and white note yea
With dishwashers and maintenance and
Then turn the books
Learn to handle coves as quick
No fingerprints
Michael Jackson glove with a Desito brick
Drive by, we're ninjas, suited up gorillas
Where a man a leave you
In the trunk for days, g Fellas
Yea the G Fellas connected with Italiani
Ran for president
I guess I'm movin like the Kennedy

And despite the hard times, the wear and tear
If you make it in New York
You can make it anywhere
Having a hard time in this crazy town
Having a hard time in this crazy town
(Even though you're having a hard
Time in this crazy town)
Having a hard time in this crazy town
(Mama told me) if you make it in New York
You can make it anywhere
Having a hard time in this crazy town
Having a hard time in this crazy town
Having a hard time in this crazy town
If you make it in New York
You can make it anywhere having