We Trying to Stay Alive (feat. Refugee All Stars)

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We got the Refugee Allstars rub-a-dubbing in the club
 Wyclef Jean, John Forté, Praswell
 Know what I mean, the streets are getting a little crazy
 Looka-looka-looka-looka-looka-looka-looka here, looka, shorty got back
 Should I ask her for a dance? Hold on, there's too many in the wolf pack
 And besides, Dirty Cash talking to her
 Buying her fake furs and taking her to The Fever
 Quiet as it's kept, that ain't even his Benz
 She spends his Franklins at the malls with her friends
 Material girl living in a material world
 But it's all right 'cause it's Saturday night
 So Mr. Funkmaster, pump the Bee Gees
 And all you college students, play your 'Uigis
 Check the spelling, R-E-F-U-G-E-E
 Get the CD from Sam Goody, hee-hee
 You ain't even close with the rhymes that you wrote
 Don't be mad 'cause you broke
 Let me clear my throat, uh-huh, uh-huh
 John Forté, grab the mic, let's sway this way
 I'm more than just a rhymer, you still a small-timer
 Hoping that the game treat that ass a little kinder
 Every step tango'd, your beef don't concern me
 I'm eating mangoes in Trinidad with attorneys (oh, yeah)
 My crew's slang flow worldwide like a current
 Went the every spot where nobody got insurance
 Brother, do the math, you ain't half near exotic
 My mans claim true you, forget about it
 Po-po just a nuisance like my influence
 Well-recognized, you a lie trying do it
 Got juice, told your lady, "Oops, we nuts, baby"
 Smooth and charismatic, automatic, you gon' save me
 God bless the dead as my son survive
 We strive to teach the youth, baby, and stay alive
 Refugee camp next, baby
 John Forté, yeah, watch your lady
 Watch your lady, yeah (alright)
 'Specially around baby Pras (yo)
 If you got more than a dollar in your pocket right now
 Put your hands up (yeah, yeah)
 Well, you can tell by the way I roll, shorty, that I'm a ladies man
 A business man
 Condos down the shore, multi-million pension plan (uh-huh)
 But it ain't in my plan to make moves without the fam' (no can do)
 I keep it intact, yo, 'Clef, do the track ('Clef, do the track, yeah)
 John, play the mack while I pay the tax
 Business as usual
 Watching suspects steal my assets, get cut with Gillettes
 We built this concept, connect like NYNEX (alright)
 Drinks at the bar, my American Express, come here
 Yo, I cook up, cook up
 The copper pull up, pull up
 Them I cuff up, cuff up
 You who's calling bluff
 Now you shook up, shook up
 'Cause you lock up, lock up
 Man, I love up, love up
 You who's calling bluff?
 Ayo, John is chilling, Dirty Cash dealing
 What more can I say? We living
 That's what we got, we got it good
 And since you understood, we be-
 Yeah
 Live at The Carnival
 '97 'til infinity, ha
 Refugee Allstars
 Can't stop the shining, can't stop the shining
 Can't stop the shining, can't stop the shining
 You wanna stop the shining? You wanna stop the shining?
 You wanna stop the shining? You wanna stop the shining?
 Can't stop the shining, can't stop the shining
 

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Duration
03:11
Key
1
Tempo
99 BPM

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