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Yeah, now I´m a rock-star, it started with my imagination
Used to gaze at the twins before the birds hit ´em
Daydream about the God, my axe, my Excalibur
A man, who just saw the future beyond the dishwater

Yeah, cab driver used to gyspy cab rider
But she stuck with me when I had nothin´, so I had to wife her
And I used write these thoughts on a black and white notebook
Haitian experience, now I´m a page in a book
I´m a Haitian, Haitian
When I landed in America, ´Merica
I got myself a green card, green card
Mamma say, if I ever break the law, they gon´ send me back home
This is my Haitian experience
First stop out in England, England
Immigration send me back to Washington, Washington
Said I need a visa if I wanted to be in the United Kingdom
I pray that the Queen of Buckingham is listening
Your Highness, I got a palace out in Port Au Prince

I got a hundred acres and a whole lotta land
But I can´t go back and see my people in the ticks
I´m a Haitian in America
When papa first got his green card, worked seven jobs in America
Then he came and got me from Haiti, told me I had one chance
To make it in America
In the legal Valley and lookin´ for work in Manhattan in America
My papa was a Haitian, Haitian
He got to America, ´Merica
On a six month visa, visa
When the visa expired, he went underground like rats in the sewer
This is the Haitian experience
Runnin´ from the Immigration interrogation
But his vision was his chosen

(How you gon´ get us to New York?)
Absolute lost and at sea and never see the airport
Yeah, I pray that the President is up there listenin´
Your Excellence, I got a palace out in Port Au Prince
I got a hundred acres and a whole lotta land
So we go move from detention, we go, we build the land
I´m a Haitian in America
When papa first got his green card, worked seven jobs in America
Then he came and got me from Haiti, told me I had one chance
To make it in America
So I learned to play guitar with dreams of becomin´ a rock star
(In America)

(I´m a Haitian)
I´m a Haitian in America
When papa first got his green card, worked seven jobs in America
Then he came and got me from Haiti, told me I had one chance
To make it in America
In the legal Valley and lookin´ for work in Manhattan in America
What we gon´ do right now is we gon´ go back
Way back
To what I call Lassie
The roots, the Haitian experience
Let´s go
Look in her eyes, she will survive
She smiles like she´s in love
She´s 21, she lost her feedin´ arms
But she ain´t lose her soul, dancin´ outta control

Like Angelina Ballerina
Like Angelina Ballerina
Like Angelina Ballerina
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Yes, I´m a Haitian in America
When papa first got his green card, worked seven jobs in America
Then he came and got me from Haiti, told me I had one chance
To make it in America
In the legal Valley and lookin´ for work in Manhattan in America
Man, I just got on a plane leavin´ Haiti
And I landed in Brooklyn, New York City, Cooney Island
Marlboro Projects, man, in projects, it´s so rough to blend in
I learned to how to rock, sing, dance, pop, loc, whatever it took

[Foreign Content]
Yeah, that´s my dad, a Haitian livin´ in America