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Wyclef Jean – Hendrix (J’ouvert Deluxe Edition Album)




[Pre-Hook]
I’ma do this one for my homies gone
The judge hit the hammer they ain’t coming home
We all are from the danger zone
The devil pulled the card and he said choose one
I chose music, my homies chose yay
Some of my ballers chose the NBA
Cuzzo’s on the block, man they gang bang
Funeral parlors makin’ all the change

[Hook]
Yeah when my cousin got his first tec
I was playing Jimi Hendrix in the basement
All I wanted to be was a rock star
And all he wanted to be was an Escobar
El Chapo, Si
El Chapo, Si
All he wanted to do was be El Chapo, Si
El Chapo
El Chapo, Si
All he wanted to do was be El Chapo, Si

[Verse]
Gone ’til November, he ain’t comin’ back
I was talking bout my homies man that sold crack
Caught in the trap, hit from the back
They hid the steel
Like the owl boy that’s hidden on the dollar bill
Welcome to the rotten apple
The city of lights
No matter how days shine
They can’t steal the nights
Cause when the ghost knock knock
Just before you guess, red dot at your chest
The Eagles raid the cuckoos nest
Better be with them artillery packs
They be jumping like Jack when they jump out the box
Ratatatata that’s the sound of the gat
They be flying through the air like vampire bat
Straight from the back when they attack
In the middle o’ night when you up in the trap
You keep on bucking, they bucking you back
In the middle of bucking somebody get flat

[Pre-Hook]
I’ma do this one for my homies gone
The judge hit the hammer they ain’t coming home
We all are from the danger zone
The devil pulled the card and he said choose one
I chose music, my homies chose yay
Some of my ballers chose the NBA
Cuzzo’s on the block, man they gang bang
Funeral parlors makin’ all the change

[Hook]
When my cousin got his first tec
I was playing Jimi Hendrix in the basement
All I wanted was to be a rock star
And all he wanted to be was an Escobar
El Chapo, Si
El Chapo
All he wanted to do was be El Chapo, Si
El Chapo
El Chapo, Si
All he wanted to do was be El Chapo, Si

[Outro]
When he bought me that guitar I felt like Prince the artist
Turn up my guitar
When my cousin got his first tat
Acoustic trappin’ in the basement
All I wanted was to be a rock star




Shoko Nakagawa – 9Lives




27 años de edad, hay una leyenda
Janice, Amy, Jimi Hendrix, Kurt, Brian
Grandes chicos persiguiendo un sueño
Se convirtieron en estrellas las cuales el brillo se apago

Así se convirtieron en leyenda que no se pude superar
Pero nuestra leyenda va más allá

Estoy aquí misma en esta lucha viviendo
Mire hacia el fondo del valle, cayendo y soñando
Quiero sobrevivir expuesta
Se trata de dar la vida por la vida
De ser lo suficientemente bueno para vivir solo una vez
En este mundo donde se entrelazan las cosas bellas y tristes
El cual esta lleno de cosas incomprensibles

En mis palabras los gatos viven 9 veces
Parecen tener nueve vidas
Casualmente si es un sueño doloroso
Muchas veces las personas deben buscar la forma de vivir

Evita fingir ante las personas
El viento está soplando hacia el mañana
No es un ganar o perder, ¿que no puedes ver las cosas hermosas?

Por el hecho de amar nos podemos encontrar a la deriva
Me encontré de nuevo rompiendo sueños
Va a buscarlos hasta darles sentido
Se trata de dar la vida por la vida
Se trata de continuar persiguiéndolos durante toda la vida
Este amor, fortaleza o debilidad
Podría ser un “yo” que no entiendo

Por el hecho de amar nos podemos encontrar a la deriva
Me encontré de nuevo rompiendo sueños
Va a buscarlos hasta darles sentido
Se trata de dar la vida por la vida
Se trata de continuar persiguiéndolos durante toda la vida
Este amor, fortaleza o debilidad
Podría ser un “yo” que no entiendo

Las raíces crecen
En este suelo persistente lleno de fortaleza
Solo una parte puede ser observada
Entre rostros que sonríen y lloran

Estoy aquí mismo en esta lucha viviendo
Mire hacia el fondo del valle, cayendo y soñando
Quiero sobrevivir expuesta
Se trata de dar la vida por la vida
Se trata de ser lo suficientemente bueno para vivir una vez
En este mundo donde se entrelazan las cosas bellas y tristes
El cual esta lleno de cosas incomprensibles


Wyclef Jean – Hendrix letras

September 30, 2016

Lyrics

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[Pre-Hook]
I’ma do this one for my homies gone
The judge hit the hammer they ain’t coming home
We all are from the danger zone
The devil pulled the card and he said choose one
I chose music, my homies chose yay
Some of my ballers chose the NBA
Cuzzo’s on the block, man they gang bang
Funeral parlors makin’ all the change

[Hook]
Yeah when my cousin got his first tec
I was playing Jimi Hendrix in the basement
All I wanted to be was a rock star
And all he wanted to be was an Escobar
El Chapo, Si
El Chapo, Si
All he wanted to do was be El Chapo, Si
El Chapo
El Chapo, Si
All he wanted to do was be El Chapo, Si

[Verse]
Gone ’til November, he ain’t comin’ back
I was talking bout my homies man that sold crack
Caught in the trap, hit from the back
They hid the steel
Like the owl boy that’s hidden on the dollar bill
Welcome to the rotten apple
The city of lights
No matter how days shine
They can’t steal the nights
Cause when the ghost knock knock
Just before you guess, red dot at your chest
The Eagles raid the cuckoos nest
Better be with them artillery packs
They be jumping like Jack when they jump out the box
Ratatatata that’s the sound of the gat
They be flying through the air like vampire bat
Straight from the back when they attack
In the middle o’ night when you up in the trap
You keep on bucking, they bucking you back
In the middle of bucking somebody get flat

[Pre-Hook]
I’ma do this one for my homies gone
The judge hit the hammer they ain’t coming home
We all are from the danger zone
The devil pulled the card and he said choose one
I chose music, my homies chose yay
Some of my ballers chose the NBA
Cuzzo’s on the block, man they gang bang
Funeral parlors makin’ all the change

[Hook]
When my cousin got his first tec
I was playing Jimi Hendrix in the basement
All I wanted was to be a rock star
And all he wanted to be was an Escobar
El Chapo, Si
El Chapo
All he wanted to do was be El Chapo, Si
El Chapo
El Chapo, Si
All he wanted to do was be El Chapo, Si

[Outro]
When he bought me that guitar I felt like Prince the artist
Turn up my guitar
When my cousin got his first tat
Acoustic trappin’ in the basement
All I wanted was to be a rock star