911

911 - Mary J. Blige (瑪麗·布萊姬)/Wyclef Jean (韋克萊夫·讓)

Written by：Wyclef Jean

Yo what up this wyclef with Mary J

I serenade the girls with my accoustic guitar

You know what I'm sayin'

Yo fellas havin' problems with the chicks

I want you right now to turn the lights down low

Pull your girl up next to you

I want you to sing this to her

If death comes for me tonight girl

I want you to know that I love you

And no matter how tough I wouldn't dare

Only to you I would reveal my tears

So tell the police I ain't home tonight

Messin' around with you is gonna get me life

But when I look into your eyes

Man

You're worth that sacrafice

If this is the kind of love that my mom

Used to warn me about

Man I'm in trouble

I'm in real big trouble

If this is the kind of love that the old

Folks used to warn me about

Man I'm in trouble

I'm in real big trouble

I need y'all to do me a favor

Someone please call nine one one

Pick up the phone

Tell them I just been shot down

And the bullets in my heart

And it's piercing through my soul

Feel my body gettin' cold

Someone please call nine one one

Pick up the phone

The alleged assailant

Is five foot one

And she shot me through my soul

Feel my body gettin' cold

So cold

Sometimes I feel like I'm a prisoner

I think I'm trapped here for a while

And every breath I fight to take

Is as hard as these four walls I wanna break

I told the cops you wasn't here tonight

Messin' around with me is gonna get you life

Oh yeah yeah

But every time I look into your eyes

Then it's worth the sacrifice

If this is the kind of love that your mom

Used to warn you about

Mary you're in trouble

I'm real big trouble

You're in real big trouble

No no I'm trouble

If this is the kind of love that the old

Folks used to warn me about

I'm in trouble

I'm in real big trouble

I'm in real big trouble

You got anything to say girl

Someone please call nine one one

Yeah yeah pick up the phone

Yo

Tell them I just got shot down

I'm the just got shot down

And it's piercing through my soul I'm losin' blood yo

Feel my body getting cold

Someone please call nine one one

Can you do that for me

The alleged assailaint is five foot one

And she shot me through my soul and he shot

Me through my heart

Feel my body gettin' cold

He didn't care he didn't worry he didn't wonder

Wyclef and Mary J blige

I'm feelin you girl

I understand

And you're doin' what you're doin' would you do it

And do it and do it and do it for

Me