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Heaven's In New York - Wyclef Jean



     
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If it was my last day on earth, treat it like my first
Go out the way I came in
So innocent, so pure, with no thoughts of insecurity
Live life to the fullest, be what I wanna beLast day on earth I tell my momma, dont cry
I'll see my daddy in paradise
Where the blind can see, the mute can talk
The crippled can walk but for now Heaven's in New YorkHeaven's in New York
I need a ticket to New YorkFirst thing I'd do is go back in time
Take the Twin Towers, put it back in the skyline
Tell my girl, two wrongs still dont make a right
Make love for the last time under the candlelightPick up my homies at the gentleman club
After that hit the pub, reminisce on the high school days
Man, I sucked as a quarterback remember getting sacked
Man, I almost broke my backIf it was my last day on earth, treat it like my first
Go out the way I came in
So innocent, so pure, with no thoughts of insecurity
Live life to the fullest, be what I wanna beLast day on earth I tell my girl, don't cry
I'm with my daddy in paradise

Where the blind can see, the mute can talk
The crippled can walk but for now Heaven's in New YorkHeaven's in New York
I need a ticket to New York
Heaven's in New York
Heaven's in New YorkI'd tell the man, give the people a tax break
Kids, stop shootin, I can't sing it no more ways
I can't take the money with me so I caught a movie
Favorite actress, Angelina JolieFavorite singer got to be Marley
Turn up the bass and move to the styling
I can't go without reading my daughter a bedtime story
The heavens is callingIf it was my last day on earth, treat it like my first
Go out the way I came in
So innocent, so pure, with no thoughts of insecurity
Live life to the fullest, be what I wanna beLast day on earth I'd tell my homies, don't cry
I'm with my daddy in paradise
Where the blind can see, the mute can talk
The crippled can walk but for now Heaven's in New YorkHeaven's in New York
I need a ticket to New YorkEven though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I feel no fear for you are with me, yeah
So tell my loved ones, please don't cry
Cause if doves can fly so can IIf it was my last day on earth, treat it like my first
Go out the way I came in
So innocent, so pure, with no thoughts of insecurity
Live life to the fullest, be what I wanna beLast day on earth I'd tell my homies don't frown
I'm with my daddy in paradise
Where the blind can see, the mute can talk
The crippled can walk but for now Heaven's in New YorkHeavens in New York
I need a ticket to New York
Heavens in New York
Heavens in New YorkYeah, this one goes out to all my refugees
That leave the land where they from
And come to the land of the free
But dont forget once you get that dream
Take it back to your country and give em a piece of that inspirationI need a ticket to New York

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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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