(feat. Sizzla)
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[repeat 4X in background]
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"When the East in the house - oh my God"
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[Wyclef Jean (Sizzla)]
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Yeah~! This one's for the world right here
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Sizzla! (Mr. Kalonji just walked in the buildin)
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Big up to the far East rulers
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[Intro: Wyclef Jean (Sizzla)]
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Welcome to the East! "Oh my God"
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"When the East is in the house" sometimes I ask myself
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will the violence ever cease "Oh my God"
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(You know you gon' like it; Kalonji, Wyclef)
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It's too hot on the floor man "Oh my God"
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It's too hot on the floor man
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It's too hot on the floor man "Oh my God"
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It's too hot on the floor
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They got the M-15's "Oh my God"
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We got the M-16's "Oh my God" (that's dangerous)
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It's too hot on the floor man
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It's too hot on the floor
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[Verse One: Wyclef Jean]
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Check it out
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I saw the ski-mask I didn't see the faces yo
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Saw the grenade, heard the explosions yo
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It get worse yo, I can't count the hearses
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that come out to masses, to churches, the verse is
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Do unto others as you would have done unto you
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Well welcome to the devil's penthouse, overlookin hell's view
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David slew the philistines with a donkey jawbone
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The same jawbone, I used to make microphone
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The same microphone I use in New Jerusalem
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To tell E.T. MC's they gotta phone home
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Girl I see you in the club but your eyes full of pain
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Your man a wifebeater, find a new man
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And for my little sisters in the misery
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Sweet sixteen you ain't alone in the pregnancy
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I pour some liquors for my homies that passed
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Sit back while I'm writin watch you fade in the paragraph...
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[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
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Welcome to the East! "Oh my God"
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"When the East is in the house" sometimes I ask myself
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will the violence ever cease "Oh my God"
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Deejay turn it up~!
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It's too hot on the floor man "Oh my God"
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It's too hot on the floor man
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It's too hot on the floor man "Oh my God"
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It's too hot on the floor
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They got the M-15's "Oh my God"
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We got the M-16's "Oh my God"
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It's too hot on the floor man
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It's too hot on the floor
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[Wyclef] Sizzla, check it out!
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[Verse Two: Sizzla - best guess only]
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All things she plant the explosives with fuel in line
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We pe dimed, that's too much screwin time
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Cuttin you off, the halls reach the governor
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With pass enough plastic and the found for substance
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I prophecy they gon' call on the attack
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Must I see there and keeping this a back
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Each can play guitar, cause those bands a saluting
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Everyday someone forments these driveby shootings
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WILL THERE EVER BE PEACE on the Earth
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With human acts we shall not have peace on the Earth
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Be good leave it up for firm and just
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What's going on in neighborhoods today is not respected
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[Chorus with ad libs]
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[Verse Three: Wyclef Jean]
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Dance, she's in the city of Gods
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Dancin the Capoeira
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I see her in Brazil, eyy!
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Her cry, sound like 7 million violins
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Knowin that her man
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Won't be back tomorrow, she cries
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[Chorus (without Jeru the Damaja samples + ad libs)]
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[Outro: Wyclef Jean]
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Yeah, this where we all meet right here
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One mind one soul one heart
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On violins we got, the Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan, yeah
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On guitar, my man David Rosen
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Jerry Wonder on the bass
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Sizzla, breddern for life
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Charles the conductor I see you
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Wyclef Jean
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Welcome To The East
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Wyclef Jean |