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Fast Car - Wyclef Jean



     
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Yeah, it's those Jersey boys
I heard a man say Jesus walks
Me, myself I heard Jesus talk
'Cause when I heard this beat I felt Jesus force
I heard it through the wire that he made it out the coma
From a fast car, it was a fast car, yeah
Every day is like the wild wild west
Some of us are Bad Boys, some of us are Outlawz
Unsolved mystery, the killer get away
L.A., Vegas at the end of the day
In a fast car, drivin' a fast car, yeah
You don't gotta be no billionaire
To get a ticket up to the moon
We all know somebody up there
You need a helpin' hand, look up right here
To help you see clearly now, yeah
To help you see clearly now, yeah
I hope you see clearly now, yeah, oh yeah

What would you do after your bachelor party?
In the bar celebratin' with all your homies
Go outside and you ready to ride
Then over 51 shots but you ain't ready to die
In your fast car, yeah, in your fast car
Paul Simon, talk to 'em
When that fast car picks you up
You will have no choice
You may hear the tires screamin'
But you will have no voice
When that fast car picks you up
You will weep and smile and see
Heaven in the headlights
Mile after mile, after mile, after mile
You don't gotta be no billionaire
To get a ticket up to the moon
We all know somebody up there
You need a helpin' hand, look up right here
To help you see clearly now, yeah
To help you see clearly now, yeah
I hope you see clearly now, yeah, oh yeah
E'rybody need some TLC
So she headed to Honduras for some TLC, yeah
Havin' fun in Central America
But she was a passenger, 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 eye, DWI
Hit and run [Incomprehensible]
In a fast car, ridin' the fast car, yeah
When that fast car picks you up
You will have no choice
You may hear the tires screamin'
But you will have no voice
When that fast car picks you up
You will weep and smile and see
Heaven in the headlights
Mile after mile, after mile, after mile
You don't gotta be no billionaire
To get a ticket up to the moon
We all know somebody up there
You need a helpin' hand, look up right here
To help you see clearly now, yeah
To help you see clearly now, yeah
I hope you see clearly now, yeah, oh yeah
You don't gotta be no billionaire
To get a ticket up to the moon
We all know somebody up there
You need a helpin' hand, look up right here
To help you see clearly now, yeah
To help you see clearly now, yeah
I hope you see clearly now, yeah, oh yeah

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Wyclef Jean (born October 17, 1972 in Croix-des-Bouquets, Haïti) is an American rapper, producer, and member of the superstar hip hop trio The Fugees, known now for a series of high-profile hit singles.

Jean moved to Brooklyn, New York when he was nine, then to Northern New Jersey, where he began playing the guitar and studying jazz in his high school. In 1987, Jean, his friend (so close they told people they were cousins growing up) Prakazrel Michel (Pras) and his classmate, Lauryn Hill, formed a group called the Tranzlator Crew before becoming The Fugees. Wyclef worked as a cabdriver.

Recently he has been finding success as a collaborator - with his turn on Shakira's 2006 track 'Hips Don't Lie' hitting number one in many countries around the world.

In August of 2010, Jean announced his intent to seek the presidency of Haiti. This move came after his increasingly-high profile humanitarian work in the wake of the earthquake that devastated that nation.

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