PJ´s I was born in the PJ´s So I gotta rep for the PJ´s The elevators with the pissy hallways Bangin´ on the project walls all day
Yo, if it wasn´t for the PJ´s, y´all probably never heard of me Y´all be like, "Who the hell is Wyclef and what´s a Fugee?" I´d probably be standin´ on a corner, watch you approach Steal ya dope, sell ya coke, then snatch ya rope Run for brokes with the cash and the jewels Bows eye, I hold my breath when I shoot The reason you should hold ya breath ´cuz most thugs When they breathe and shoot tecs, they aim right but shoot left Now they flesh being swept off the surface If you ain´t B.I.G, you ain´t Notorious So why ya man reckless, side-ballin´ like he holdin´ heat Someone bring him a bed for the permanent sleep
Weight beneath Jacob´s Latter and the Aftermath Don´t matter if you use a desert eagle as your armor Blood splatter, glass shatter through the project slums Another one in the obituary column, son PJ´s I was born in the PJ´s So I gotta rep for the PJ´s The elevators with the pissy hallways Bangin´ on the project walls all day PJ´s I gotta make noise for the PJ´s Wrote my first rhyme in the PJ´s You can hear it in my speech, I´m from the PJ´s The PJ´s, PJ´s Before I was signed, I used to move on the block All I wanted to do was rhyme, rhyme, rhyme
Line for line, I make the blind man walk in a straight line to prison And take a message to Shyne Peace, God from the PJ´s to Ground Zero It´s a "Hard knock Life" but "The Sun´ll Come Out Tomorrow" Walk with a shadow through ghettos playin´ in every borough You would think rap was rock, the way I carry heavy metal It such a shame, cocaine in ya veins, screamin´ "Team Spirit" Grippin´ the shottie like Kurt Cobain In the projects God, nuttin´ come easy Gotta deal with the grimy, greasy, the sleazy Move like a professional, young thug funeral Wattchu thought this was another Pepsi commercial? Nah, it´s the art of war, when you least expected it
Wyclef the president, the PJ´s elected him PJ´s I was born in the PJ´s So I gotta rep for the PJ´s The elevators with the pissy hallways Bangin´ on the project walls all day PJ´s I gotta make noise for the PJ´s Wrote my first rhyme in the PJ´s You can hear it in my speech, I´m from the PJ´s The PJ´s, PJ´s Yeah and to the teachers that said I wouldn´t live My remains would be found under the Verizano Bridge Well I´m alive teacher, so put ya theory to rest I ain´t Makaveli but I might fake my death Make no mistake, I´m a hip-hop artist Before the diamond in the Billboard, the hood charted it
Suburbia bought it, we bootlegged it, we couldn´t afford it ´Cuz in the PJ´s, we underground like black markets The ´P´ stand for public housing The ´R´s for respect that ya get when ya hold down ya set The ´O´s for ounces that we flip into ki´s The ´J´s for the judgment handed by the jury The ´E´ is for enter at your own risk You know the ´C´, that´s for the cats that´s out to get rich And the ´T´, trust no one And the ´S´ for the snitchers you know the outcome PJ´s I was born in the PJ´s So I gotta rep for the PJ´s The elevators with the pissy hallways
Bangin´ on the project walls all day PJ´s I gotta make noise for the PJ´s Wrote my first rhyme in the PJ´s You can hear it in my speech, I´m from the PJ´s The PJ´s, PJ´s Everyone wants to be a cowboy, [Incomprehensible] at gunpoint 45 by my side do he live [Incomprehensible]
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