Wyclef Jean - Riot lyrics

[Intro: Wyclef Jean] Yo Serj, pa** me that lighter Yeah... yeah, yeah! [Serj] Flowers, smiling through the battlefield! [Verse One: Wyclef Jean] The break is over man, I'm back with the ink pen Like Ali bomaye okay I'm on my second wind Used to roll dice when the luck was on my side man Four-five-six, walked away with a grand man Seen many blocks turn to the Twilight Zone D.A. on the case like Sherlock Holmes My old high school sweetheart started sniffin a bone For the right bag she deep throat, deeper than a baritone I caught you off guard, this verse is unexpected, check it Like when I rhymed on Big Pun's record, check it I got a swagger that cut any rapper mind over matter Lyrical dagger like alcohol I'm bad for your liver Quiver, shiver body temperature get found in Hudson River Deliver a message to your miss you won't be comin over And if you on the street tonight, see that ReFugee logo We beam around the world like satellite [Hook One: Wyclef Jean] It's them hip-hop boys, turn your radio down It's the rock 'n roll boys, turn your radio down It's them reggae boys, turn your radio down Neighbors mind your business It's a riot again! The world is getting nervous So we travel again! Main journey's the unconscious It's a riot again! The world is getting nervous And so we travel again! Main journey's the unconscious [Verse Two: Sizzla] + (Wyclef) Come rooooooooock with me~! I got the music on the block with me Come chill on the spoooooot with me And just laugh in spree Yeah you're right, we got enough for everyone So get all your friends and your families and come along Move to the beat that's all we do we got Jerusalem Everyday we offer praises like King Solomon Ain't gon' hurt ye, don't be nervous I'm your guardian angel, know you purpose And if I look at you low, if I should make it Believe me, I leave you, show you how to make it (Hung up high, in the M-I) (Double-S-I, S-S-I) (P-P-I, three-piece tie) (Wanna see me die so the heavens they cry) [Hook Two: Wyclef Jean] It's them hip-hop boys, turn your radio down It's the rock 'n roll boys, turn your radio down It's them reggae boys, turn your radio down Neighbors mind your business It's a riot! Riot! Riot! Riot! From the train to the plane, security check From the bridge to the tunnel, security check It's a riot again! The world is getting nervous So we travel again! Main journey's the unconscious It's a riot again! The world is getting nervous And so we travel again! Main journey's the unconscious [Verse Three: Wyclef Jean] I was down in Texas; drivin wreckless Police stop me, axe me for my license (oh yeah) Registration so I played him some Elvis He let me go, then I lit off the chalice I said if things don't change, we headed for the Arma-ged-deon And the great dragon with seven head, ten horns, at the Arma-ged-deon Listen to the choir children [Verse Four: Serj Tankian] The matterings of all matter Masters and their extended batters Internet intelligence for investments for the natural world Their divestments; truth is knowledge Although bi-polar if it's attainment is equitable Man's mirrors face the flesh but hide the spirit In opposite worlds; vision can only be attained universally Lamps of varied sizes and shapes carrying different shades All having the propensity to illuminate Let's ruminate on realization that the means is the end The Earth's water is mirroring the stream-of-consciousness The dead being reborn as flowers smiling through the battlefields [Wyclef Jean] + (Serj) It's them hip-hop boys, turn your radio down It's the rock 'n roll boys, turn your radio down (Flowers, smiling through the battlefield!) [Repeat to 21 seconds before the end] It's a riot again! The world is getting nervous So we travel again! Main journey's the unconscious It's a riot again! The world is getting nervous And so we travel again! Main journey's the unconscious