[Intro: Wyclef Jean]
Guys, you have to be more gangster, more blood
More gun talk, more people dying, more hardcore
Enough, come on, I'm not feeling it, man
More, more, man (I got you)
Alright, come with it
The million dollar question is, the million dollar question is...
S-s-street corner...
[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
This is what he said
"Have you ever heard the sound of a .44, at your door?" (This is what I said)
"You got guns (You got guns), I got guns (Uh-huh)
Meet me at the corner store" (This is what he said)
(What does it all mean?)
After school, wild wild west
Even the teacher got a vest (This is what I said)
You can ask, on the block
Fool, I ain't the one to test (What does it all mean?)
Street Jeopardy (Here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
Have you ever played Jeopardy? (Here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo)
[Verse 1: Wyclef Jean]
Not me, it could never happen to me
Professor says "What you wanna do? Sell drugs or get a degree?"
Looked at him and smiled with 32 gold teeth
And said, "What you make in a year, I make it in a week"
Elementary at the time, I don't think of gettin' caught
Sellin' with degrees, pickups at the seaport
Once caught, you know the drill, it's military
I can't lie, it gets scary, you screamin' for your mommy (Come on)
Truth or dare, beware, the game is never fair
I'm fallin' and I can't get up, like a dead hare
You stare like you seen me before
Yup, you put the gat to my gut, stuck me up in the truck
And said, "Don't nothin' move but the goods"
Caught an arrow in your back fuckin' wit Robin Hood
[Verse 2: John Forte]
This street life'll get you if the hustle don't fit you
Paranoid crews don't choose, nigga stick you
Arms and foldin' macks to ya back tryna vick you
Belief in my crew, wishin' foes never get through
And if so, Shalom, bless my soul, I'm home
I lived my life to the fullest, neighborhoods now known
A stone face is outta place when discussin' B.I
If I have a second thought, you ought not reply
I fought hot and sticky summers when the game started heatin'
Competition, mega jail, and the well, who was eatin' (Oh well)
And every cell in the Bing had a tenant
With each of them regrettin' they was in it
[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
Have you ever heard the sound of a .44, at your door?
You got guns, I got guns
Meet me at the corner store (What does it all mean?)
After school, wild wild west
Even the teacher got a vest
You can ask, on the block, fool, I ain't the one to test (What does it all mean?)
Street Jeopardy (Here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo, it's a shame in the game when you lose, son, they probably stoned ya today)
Have you ever played Jeopardy? (Here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo, money doubles for your troubles though you lose some, in the end it's all pain)
[Verse 3: R.O.C.]
Yeah, yeah
I got up, sunny day, hood callin' my name
Strange, I feel nauseous, memories of a pine coffin
Seemed to me that I was dreamin'
I'd been struck by a crazed fan after the concert, damn
Slugs form and I hurt, hopped up, checked my physical
But the pain was all mental, I slipped into
The shower, hopped out, got dressed, hit the blocks
Swarmed with cops, mad shots, hot shells dropped
You ever heard the sound of a .44 at your door?
Before, many times, I answered back with a milli'
Now what? Now give me mine
It ain't no games like B.D.P
My 9-meter go da-da-da-da-dang-hey, hey
[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
Have you ever heard the sound of a .44, at your door?
You got guns, I got guns
Meet me at the corner store (What does it all mean?)
After school, wild wild west
Even the teacher got a vest
You can ask, on the block
Fool, I ain't the one to test (What does it all mean?)
Street Jeopardy (Here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo, it's a shame in the game when you lose, son, they probably stoned ya today)
Have you ever played Jeopardy? (Here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo, money doubles for your troubles though you lose some, in the end it's all pain)
