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    Ouvir álbum completo Masquerade Ano de lançamento: 2002
    1. Message To The Streets
    2. Peace God
    3. Pj's
    4. 80 Bars
    5. Masquerade
    6. 1-800-Henchman
    7. You Say Keep It Gangsta
    8. Party Like I Party
    9. Oh What A Night
    10. Hot 93.1
    11. Pussycat
    12. Midnight Lovers
    13. Two Wrongs
    14. Instant Request
    15. Thug Like Me
    16. Daddy
    17. Knockin On Heaven's Door
    18. The Eulogy
    19. War No More
    20. The Mix Show
    21. MVP Kompa
    22. Ghetto Racine

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    [Inrto: Wyclef]
    It's funny how the Earth rotates, man you never know what's
    going to happen, ya know mean?
    All I said was "Aiight, I got this chiki bang bang dang da dang"
    Then it all got it started for me, man
    Yo, man I'm just getting back from the tour, man
    What it be like, man?
    Yo, bust it, turn me up
    Somebody told me if you can make in New York City, man, you can
    make it anywhere else, man
    Somehow I believe that shhhh

    [Chorus (Wyclef)]
    Oh, what a night
    Late December, 1993 (what happened?)
    Who thought he would rule the industry?
    What an MC on the grind

    Yo, I ain't always have whips, I ain't always have yachts
    I ain't always have chips, I ain't always have rocks
    Matta fact I was a grimey little negro
    Who said if music didn't work, I'd sell diesel
    What cha'll thought, I wasn't raised in the projects?
    First of the month waitin for that PA check
    Lived on the first floor
    Were so poor that if you rung the buzzer the roaches would answer the door (who is it?)
    I went from boy to man in one night
    When I saw my life flash like light from poltergeist
    What made it worse, I couldn't speak English
    But from his facial expressions, he wanted my Adidas
    So hurry up and come out and play
    I'll be damned if I leave bare-footed in this hallway
    And I got big plans, so beg your pardon
    Cause next year this time I'ma sell out the Garden


    Yo, yo, I ain't gonna brag and boast and say I did it all
    But I'm the only rapper to play Carnegie Hall
    The first rap group, video cost a million
    First rapper to ever rep for the Haitians
    And sa fa say, na boolay
    Grammy night, we took 3 away
    22 million sold, I can't believe this
    There's still ain't a rapper alive who could achieve this
    But I ain't satisfied, when back to my home contemplating
    How could I become the next Quincy Jones?
    That's when Jerry hit me up on the horn and said
    "Clef, your on the cover of
    the cover of The Source by The Rolling Stones"
    No more struggling, good life we loving it
    You could live it too, if you only publish it
    So here we go, so what's the scenario?
    I own so many cars that I'm renting 'em for videos


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