(wyclef responding to an overlord voice) The year Two-thousand and seventeen master! The man Every two-thousand years a prophecy is prophesized The mission To carry out the word of the shephard into this cold world That just keeps folding The group I don't know... Who is the group Tran...tranzlators!! (lauryn hill) What can make a mighty man run? Make him drop his pride and hide? Too black, too strong... wrong Spook sambo ***** jane You ain't so bad, nor big White sheets make you sad Fraid you're gonna hang, ahhh Now that's a black thang Boy, you scared of me Boo! see Hide ***** hide, flee ***** flee run ***** run If i got my hood, my cross, my tree my gun My rope And it's a long one
(wyclef responding to an overlord voice) The year Two-thousand and seventeen master! The man Every two-thousand years a prophecy is prophesized The mission To carry out the word of the shephard into this cold world That just keeps folding The group I don't know... Who is the group Tran...tranzlators!! (lauryn hill) What can make a mighty man run? Make him drop his pride and hide? Too black, too strong... wrong Spook sambo ***** jane You ain't so bad, nor big White sheets make you sad Fraid you're gonna hang, ahhh Now that's a black thang Boy, you scared of me Boo! see Hide ***** hide, flee ***** flee run ***** run If i got my hood, my cross, my tree my gun My rope And it's a long one
