“We Trying to Stay Alive” by Wyclef Jean is a 1997 song that samples the Bee Gees’ “Stayin’ Alive.” It combines hip-hop, R&B, and pop, discussing life struggles with hope and positivity. Energetic and catchy, it’s a creative blend of genres that captures the spirit of the We Trying To Stay Alive Lyrics. Check out the We Trying To Stay Alive Lyrics and Video here…
We Trying To Stay Alive Lyrics
We got the Refugee Allstars rub-a-dubbing in the club
Wyclef Jean, John Forté, Praswell Know what I mean, the streets are getting a little crazyLooka-looka-looka-looka-looka-looka-looka here, looka, shorty got back
Should I ask her for a dance? Hold on, there’s too many in the wolf pack And besides, Dirty Cash talking to her Buying her fake furs and taking her to The Fever Quiet as it’s kept, that ain’t even his Benz She spends his Franklins at the malls with her friends Material girl living in a material world But it’s all right ’cause it’s Saturday nightSo Mr. Funkmaster, pump the Bee Gees
And all you college students, play your ‘Uigis Check the spelling, R-E-F-U-G-E-E Get the CD from Sam Goody, hee-hee You ain’t even close with the rhymes that you wrote Don’t be mad ’cause you broke Let me clear my throat, uh-huh, uh-huh John Forté, grab the mic, let’s sway this wayI’m more than just a rhymer, you still a small-timer
Hoping that the game treat that ass a little kinder Every step tango’d, your beef don’t concern me I’m eating mangoes in Trinidad with attorneys (oh, yeah) My crew’s slang flow worldwide like a current Went the every spot where nobody got insuranceBrother, do the math, you ain’t half near exotic
My mans claim true you, forget about it Po-po just a nuisance like my influence Well-recognized, you a lie trying do it Got juice, told your lady, “Oops, we nuts, baby” Smooth and charismatic, automatic, you gon’ save me God bless the dead as my son survive We strive to teach the youth, baby, and stay aliveRefugee camp next, baby
John Forté, yeah, watch your lady Watch your lady, yeah (alright) ‘Specially around baby Pras (yo) If you got more than a dollar in your pocket right now Put your hands up (yeah, yeah)Well, you can tell by the way I roll, shorty, that I’m a ladies man
A business man Condos down the shore, multi-million pension plan (uh-huh) But it ain’t in my plan to make moves without the fam’ (no can do) I keep it intact, yo, ‘Clef, do the track (‘Clef, do the track, yeah) John, play the mack while I pay the tax Business as usual Watching suspects steal my assets, get cut with Gillettes We built this concept, connect like NYNEX (alright) Drinks at the bar, my American Express, come hereYo, I cook up, cook up
The copper pull up, pull up Them I cuff up, cuff up You who’s calling bluff Now you shook up, shook up ‘Cause you lock up, lock up Man, I love up, love up You who’s calling bluff?Ayo, John is chilling, Dirty Cash dealing
What more can I say? We living That’s what we got, we got it good And since you understood, we be-Yeah
Live at The Carnival ’97 ’til infinity, ha Refugee Allstars Can’t stop the shining, can’t stop the shining Can’t stop the shining, can’t stop the shining You wanna stop the shining? You wanna stop the shining? You wanna stop the shining? You wanna stop the shining? Can’t stop the shining, can’t stop the shiningReaders May Also Like:
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