Gone Til November The Makin Runs Remixfeat Canibus R Kel lyrics

[Wyclef Jean]
Tell me how you like it
Right about now I know y`all diggin this, so just...
turn up, your radio wherever you at
We about to bring it
This is Wyclef Jean up here (`Word to Wyclef` - Busta Rhymes)
With Canibus workin the night shift (`Word to Wyclef`)
Yo, we want all the ladies to put your hands in the air (`Word to Wyclef`)
and sing this song with us (`Word to Wyclef`)
Yo, R. Kelly, ya ready? Come on

[R. Kelly]
Now everytime I make a run (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Girl, you turn around and cry
I ask myself oh, why ohhh why... (uh-huh, uh-huh)
See you`ve got to understand
I can`t work a nine to five
So I`ll be gone... til November

[Wyclef + Khadejiah Bass]
Tell me say Michelle, my belle
Yo I`ll be gone til November
Standin on the block where the spot get hot, selling rocks
Guaranteed to get set up, by crooked cop
Michelle, my belle (you was wrong)
I know it`s wrong, I wrote this rap song
Forgive me when I`m gone, me and Canibus
we workin the night shift, shift, shift

[Wyclef Jean]
I got it made, hey last word from the hustler
Hey, young `Clef, take care of your mother
Looked at him and replied, `Yo, daddy where you goin?`
He said, `To Baltimore,` he`ll be back in the mornin
Gave my mom a hug for her soul when she cry
Every man want heaven, no man want die
Vanished through the door, all I saw was his shadow
Heard mom echo, `I don`t wanna be a widow`
That`s when I realized, death was ahead
Old man pulled off, in a black caravan
With some dark skinned brothers who looked Sicilian
singing Karma Karma Karma Karma Karma Cha-me-leon

[Prazwell/Dirty Cash]
Yeah, yeah, check it, can`t stop the shinin
You wanna stop the shinin? No doubt, ahh

[Wyclef Jean]
Everytime I make a run (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Girl, you turn around and cry (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I ask myself why, oh why (you need muscle for da hustle)
See you must understand (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I can`t work a nine to five (uh-huh, uh-huh)
So I`ll be gone, til November (uh-huh, uh-huh)

[Wyclef + Khadejiah Bass]
Tell me say Michelle, my belle
Yo, I`ll be gone til November
Standing on the block where the spot get hot selling rocks
Guaranteed to get set up by a crooked cop
Tell me say Michelle, my belle (you was wrong)
I know it`s wrong, I wrote this rap song
Forgive me when I`m gone, me and Canibus (soooo wronnnng)
we workin the night shift, shift, shift

[Canibus]
Me and `Clef, we ready to get it on, the three and a half pound
organ imbedded in our skulls is what makes us better than y`all
I`m telling you God, ain`t nobody reppin this hard since Genghis Khan
We raise Hell til the heavens fall
Me and my Fugee affiliates buildin, wit plans to make millions
over a quiet game of billiards
Black Sicilians, the descendants of West Indian pilgrims
With the power to collapse buildings
Riding across the ocean floor like Poseidon on a seahorse
to reach our overseas tours
By the middle of March, when the pregnancy starts
in my lady`s placenta, I`ll be gone `till November (come on)

[R. Kelly + Wyclef]
Now everytime I make a run
Girl, you turn around and cry (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I ask myself oh why, oh why (you need muscle for the hustle, uh-huh)
See you`ve got to understand (uh-huh)
I can`t work a nine to five (uh-huh)
So I`ll be gone, til November

[Wyclef + Khadejiah Bass]
Tell me say Michelle, my belle
Yo I`ll be gone til November
Standin on the block where the spot get hot, selling rocks
Guaranteed to get set up by a crooked cop
Michelle, my belle (you was wrong)
I know it`s wrong, I wrote this rap song
Forgive me when I`m gone, me and Canibus
we workin the night shift, shift, shift

(Are you a) S-O, S-O
(A meanine) so-so, so-so

[Wyclef Jean]
You gave the feds more info than Sammy `The Bull` Gravano
Jeremiah wore the wire, snitch on Zachariah
In return the feds offer the throne to Neb`kenezer

[Canibus]
Trust me, you don`t wanna be the one we bring it to
Our lyrical, can make your rap careers real miserable
You ain`t invincible all we gotta do is get pissed at you
Point you out to some people that`ll physically injure you

[Wyclef Jean]
It`s like Lord, take this ass whippin some more
Like Jay-Z, `pa-pa`s,` someone pass the guaze

[R. Kelly + Wyclef]
Now everytime I make a run (uh-huh)
Girl, you turn around and cry
I ask myself oh why, oh why (you need muscle for the hustle)
See you`ve got to understand
I can`t work a 9 to 5
So I`ll be gone, til November...
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