Lyrics:
Wyclef Jean Carnival Ii Memoirs Of An Immigrant

, never a driver In that fast car yeah, ridin' that fast car, yeah Sweet sixteen I see her leavin' the scene Crossin' the street she won't see 17 Blink of an

Today is not like any other day This one's gone and turned a darker shade of gray What will I have learned Tell me, tell me, somebody tell me now When

meet Bollywood and Brooklyn on the drums Marco Polo was an immigrant, yes, he was Columbus was an immigrant, yes, he was Even America was named after an immigrant

[Intro: Wyclef Jean] I'm ready, I'm ready Check, 'Clef, to, rock Hey I'm dancin with this girl, you find your own girl (Find your own girl, find your

for the bill (She used to be the sweetest girl) Some steal for the bill, if they got to pay they bill (She used to be the sweetest girl) Tonight Wyclef

[repeat 4X in background] "When the East in the house - oh my God" [Wyclef Jean (Sizzla)] Yeah~! This one's for the world right here Sizzla! (Mr. Kalonji

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 We cry for peace but we live for war (You know I got that shot in the Chevy, what it is?) We ain?t start the wire taps

: (feat. Paul Simon) [Intro: Wyclef Jean] Yeah, this those Jersey boys [Verse One: Wyclef] I heard a man say Jesus Walks Me myself I heard Jesus talk

drums [Verse One: Wyclef Jean] Marco Polo was an immigrant (yes he was) Columbus was an immigrant (yes he was) Even America was named after an immigrant