Wyclef Jean - Open Letter (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro] Action Chip told me finish that cheese first boy Okay! Turn up my guitar Ladies and gentlemen First hip-hop guitarist Oh ya'll gonna learn Goddamn I found my balance again Wyclef the general, turn up Hip-hop guitarist, stay on my Jimi Hendrix [Verse 1] If Tenor Saw was here he'd say Ticky ticky tock on my golden hen She layin next to this gentlemen Sometimes Glock 9, sometimes mac-10 Turn me up Whenever she lay, she sing a sweet song Coot coot coot, coot lay low Hey, it's time to teach 'em bro Hey, they got to learn bro Real talk Jay, I was with Bill Clinton On a Air Force One headed down to my island I know when they boarded they wanted to keep the peace United nations know the gangs would listen to me Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie brought them out to Haiti This is before the earthquake's on your TV Used to go to DC, see Nancy Pelosi I spoke in front of congress fighting for my country Once I decided that I'mma run for president My whole life changed in a split second Now I understand the hidden outlaw on the dollar They never let a n***a that had a power In the final hour I'm with Wolf Blitzer on CNN Then felt my constitution got twisted with Sean's penn Even my bandmate said I wasn't fit But I can see the future, nastradamus They took me out the race said I had no resident But I'm so powerful I made my man a president Lost 20 mill when I decided to run But I'mma make it all back with my next album Who god bless man no man can curse Powers can it get, man I used to eat dirt [Verse 2] In the hood they used to call me The baddest with a Venezuelan flow, Hugo Chavez Anything I say know gotta make sense Cause I be gone with the wind Now I understand the mathematics of the one When they say there's nothing new under the sun Ain't no illuminati here they just tryna scare you here Cause if we ever join forces we be nuclear I made the labels rich now it's time to build an empire Then I'mma retire cause even the Pope gets tired They call me general, canons hits your walls Two kings can't reign, one gotta fall And that's Rom for you, that's streets for you Everybody got a set of goons ready to get at you And them same goons is ready to k** for you Twelve disciples, somebody Judas Somebody snitching, giving information Then it's immigration, then it's deportation back on a island This is more then a run on sentence My raps is true life events The general man I'm back with info Did you know a haitian was the founder of Chicago Jean Baptiste if you wanna Google search up a haitian on the map All y'all do is Google earth