1990 – Intro: Memory Lane Lyrics by Wyclef Jean
Yo, Wyclef this is Lena Waithe
Hitting you Telling you that it’s time bro
To take this shit back to the beginning
Man it seem like yesterday man that we just got booked at the House of Blues in LA man
So excited man. I wanna visit Compton, Watts, East LA
Then check Big Boy the Neighborhood
Sway to the Bay, check sway
Bandana 1964 Chevy Impala we on the West side a Ice Cube saga
Cause everyday above ground is a good day
Cause I know homies that went down like under like MJ
From Léogâne to Long Beach got them palm trees
Papa was an immigrant like the father of Nipsey
I’m at the presidential overlooking looking seas
Watching as times fly the four seasons pass me
A portrait of Toussaint to remind me the life of a General ain’t easy
Welcome to the block where my cousin keep a Remington cause many many men wanna do
Him in like Curtis Jackson
Menace to Society that’s what we become
Drinking E40 listening to E-40 going dumb
Tuck your Jesus piece cause it’s Friday homie I know
I could see the lick cause every block got a Deebo
My lad out in Britain put me up on Tears for Fears
Told me, Wyclef we living in dog years
Life is a space in the middle, between right and left
Two things we can’t run from is death and the IRS
Where I come from I used to eat dirt cake water in Corn Flakes
In the projects taste like Wagyu steaks Scarface I used to imitate
Curtis used to sell the blow I guess these are the breaks
Bandana 1988 in a Maxima left New Jeruz and I’m headed down the Carolinas
Thug angels got stopped down in Florida
Judge hit the hammer best friend turned informer
I’m Haitian Born Louisiana school I’m so Creole you gon think I got a twin from the Bayou
Jean Baptiste Point du Sable bro why you think I’m so comfortable in Chicago
Follow my destiny this child’s on a quest
You was like no, no, no I was like yes, yes yes
Mr Top Shotta with Mr. We The Best
I tell a joke after the call then informer fiiii dead
5 Heartbeats I’m waiting on the song by the radio waiting for Flex to drop the bomb
Midlife crisis mental on a stray
Used to take a Mule to school now it’s Donkey of the Day
Me and Wonda kept a shotgun in the Booga Basement behind the crack house where the fiends look like Bebe’s kids
Akon before the Locked Up used to check the kid
Told me that he gonna get a deal with Babyface yeah
I told the gang that the world is ours
Jumped on a concord and we made it out in Paris in like 3 hours
Fugees, Jay-Z and it’s Nas
Dame Dash made a nigga go to Jacob just to change his watch
The only thing I ever took out of Haiti was culture
Put it on a world stage like an Oscar
Dave Chappelle Block Party, If I was the President
This ain’t a bar I really tried to be the President
Please Welcome, the one, the only, Wyclef Jean