I'm only eight
I got no choice but to sling crack
Yo, who you pushin' weight for
Dog, I ain't no rat'
Cause rats get found in the back of garbage trucks
With their mouth taped up
Lookin' like sittin' ducks
Well you don't look like a sittin' duck and your mouth ain't taped up
What more small the market, 
ClefYou get stuck up
With what, from a friend
I just bought a twenty-two
Now it's funny you should say that'
Cause the gun looks bigger than you
Now get your ass back in the house
Shut upFrom 
BK back to 
NJCrouchin' tiger style
Let's goFeel it
Feel itPeace 
GodPeace God
You gave me the voice to speak, 
GodSpeak God
Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard
Peace GodPeace
You gave me the voice to speak, 
GodMasquerade, my message to the streets, y'all
Peace GodYou gave me the voice to speak, 
GodSpeak God
Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard
Peace GodPeace
You gave me the voice to speak, 
GodMasquerade, my message to the streets, y'all
Yo peace God, these words came from a revelation
Whether you free or you going through incarceration
Inhale, exhale herbal meditation, put the fire arms away'
Cause we don't want no confrontation
Not me, I'm talkin' 'bout you jerk'
Cause when you die your life ain't even worth the paperwork
So, peace 
God, even through war we bring peace
And after the blood shed then your first son deceased
And you will understand 
I'm the beginning of the end
The Alpha, 
Omega, the present, and the future
So hold on to your 
Winchester
Cause the hollow tip penetrate lead through your polyester
Peace god, even though we ice the wrist
Guzzle the fifth, protect us with a crucifix, 
LordAnd bless me with an extra clip
So just in case one jam release my twin from my waistband
Peace GodYou gave me the voice to speak, 
GodSpeak God
Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard
Peace GodPeace
You gave me the voice to speak, 
GodMasquerade, my message to the streets, y'all
Peace GodYou gave me the voice to speak, 
GodSpeak God
Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard
Peace GodPeace
You gave me the voice to speak, 
GodMasquerade, my message to the streets, y'all
Ay, yo peace 
God, I ain't tryin' to see the graveyard
But in this game of life 
I was dealt the wrong card
I wasn't born this way it just came to be
Sellin' crack through a alley where the fiends rally
Where the dealer was the 
PresidentAnd the fiend was the voter so they voted for the 
Government
And stick ups was only natural
It seem every other day a new gun pointed at you
Peace God, yo only 
God got the answer
And sorry 'bout ya mom dyin' of cancer
But congratulations, 
I heard you no longer a runner
You a big man now, the black 
Tony Montana
But watch out 'cause 
I heard wealth bring envy
Trust me I did sing for the 
KennediesUntil we meet again feel my words through my pen
And stay pure in the city of sin
Peace GodYou gave me the voice to speak, 
GodSpeak God
Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard
Peace GodPeace
You gave me the voice to speak, 
GodMasquerade, my message to the streets, y'all
Peace GodYou gave me the voice to speak, 
GodSpeak God
Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard
Peace GodPeace
You gave me the voice to speak, 
GodMasquerade, my message to the streets, y'all
Peace GodYou gave me the voice to speak, 
GodSpeak God
Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard
Peace GodPeace
You gave me the voice to speak, 
GodMasquerade, my message to the streets, y'all
Peace GodYou gave me the voice to speak, 
GodSpeak God
Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard
Peace GodPeace
You gave me the voice to speak, 
GodMasquerade, my message to the streets, y'all