hear a tale of a
hustler 'round my way
He used to clock around the block
from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with rims to match,
windows bulletproof
One night, he jumped out the car
And caught a bullet in his
bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
bubblegoose
You can be at the party gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in
your bubblegoose
Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, OK,
what should I write next?
Oh yeah, and if you don't know, suc
cess brings stress
I'm vexed, my phone rings,
collect caller from Jeff
The operator say, "If you ac cept,
say yes"
"Yes, what's the deal, son?"
"Yo, I got bad news"
Yo, by the tone of his voice,
I heard the I'll street blues
"The friends will make you,
them too can break you
They plan an execution like
Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You know the character from channel
5 kung-fu (wahoo)"
"Slow down, man, Jeff,
I'm losin' you"
"Hey yo, your cousin Rohann..."
"Uh-huh"
"Who used to sell bang"
"Uh-huh"
"DT's found his hand in the
back of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a plastic bag with
a note attached"
"Saying what?"
"A million and a half or
he won't be back"
"So meet me by the Brooklyn Bridge,
12:00 sharp"
"If not, at the funeral,
you gotta play the harp"
Yo, why they wanna start and make
me play my part?
Don't they know like Sting,
I can turn this murder into art?
I jumped into my car,
there's gotta be a joke
Traffic's backed up, who's in town,
the Pope?
S-s-s-s-someone blew blew blew blew blew the horn,
I turned and looked left
To my surprise, it was my sis,
Melky Sedeck
Sit right back and hear a tale of
a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock around the block
from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with rims to match,
windows bulletproof
One night, he jumped out the car
And caught a bullet in his
bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
bubblegoose
You can be at the party
gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in your
bubblegoose
You're shootin' in the opposite position
I'm thinkin',
"Should I fire or hold back on ammunition
On your wig transition?"
My mission,
like Take 6, is to spread love
But all you screwed mugs got
me wearin' black gloves
You up in my face,
I see the fear in your eyes
You gonna feel the pain like a grown
man gettin' circumcised
Shalom, sha lom, pardon my left
But my right hand's on your throat,
mas saging you to death
You provoke the cycle,
call Michael
You're lookin' in the mirror, well,
I'm in your window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, your blood
will turn purple
Like the color, you holler,
bawlin' for your mother
No-one hears hears you even
though you knock
You used to walk around the block
with the daily rock
Things done changed since
your spark got hot
Now you got your knot wocked with
your very own Glock
Sit right back and hear a tale of a
hustler 'round my way
He used to clock around the block
from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with rims to match,
windows bulletproof
One night,
he jumped out the car
And caught a bullet in his
bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
bubblegoose
You can be witcha girl gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in your goose
He caught a bullet in his
bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party
gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in your goose
Wyclef Jean And Melky Sedeck 
