Pullin' Me In chords and lyrics - WYCLEF JEAN

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[Verse 1]
Y'all know y'all [G]done messed up
now right?
Mmmm mmmm, fo' real
You know, you messed up,
I'm not laughing
All y'all beats is soundin [C]the same,
y'all [G]rhymin the same
Some of [Bm]y'all even wearing
the [G]same jewelry
And y'all doin the same videos
Shut up, you know you messed up right?
[C]That's why they brought me
[G]back [Bm]in this game
To bring it right back to the essence,
[G]mmm hmmm
Oh yeah, and all this kill
this, kill that, kill this
Lemme tell you somethin,
[what, what]
The real killers,
they're standin right [Bm]over there
[G]Waitin for you to act like a killer,
so they can kill you
Yo Sedeck, do me [Bm]a favor yo
Yo [G]tell everybody on this
side of [Bm]the stage[C]
To just move back a little [Bm]cuz it's
[G]about to get real rowdy
[Bm]in the front yo, they [C]comin yo
I could never forget [Bm]the
under[C]ground hip hop
I'ma dedicate this to every[F]body that
[C]knew me when [G]I was broke
Workin [C]at Burger King,
hustlin dime bags [G]on a twelve speed bicycle
[C]All the projects man,
youknowwhatimsayin?

[Verse 2]
Yo
[Bm]Every time I keep pullin [C]out,
y'all keep pullin [Bm]me in, s[C]in
[Cm]Kick a little [Bm]somethin for
the New Jerusalem
[Cm]Let people know [C]you aint forget
where you came from,
[Cm]where you came [Bm]from
Every time I keep pullin [Cm]out,
[C]y'all keep pullin me in, [Bm]sin
[C]Kick a little somethin for
the street [Bm]DJs
[Cm]Let people know you aint forget
[C]where you came from,
where you came from
Yo, yo [G]this prob

[Verse 3]
[C]ably the hardest
[Bm]verse that [Cm]I ever re[C]cite
I'm in the studio with a gun
in my neck it's [G]all right
Surrounded by [Bm]gangsters,
[C]I don't know how they got here
But I feel like the Haitian Frank Sinatra,
[G]in his young [Bm]years
New [G]York, on my [C]way to Kennedy airport
[Bm]L.A., I was told wear [C]colors
wherever you walk
[G]Dirt, dirty [Bm]south,
I [C]heard they run up in your house
Shakespeare, no time to jive blast
your girl through the blouse
[Bm]What? MCs, y'all aint
nothing but assassins
Every two lines is killin,
or incarceration
Murdera[C]tion, closed casket
cremation
Closest you got to prison was seein
[G]barson televis[C]ion
[Bm]But I'ma go long [C]as
this thug phenomenon
Pass [Bm]me a bandanna,
[C]two shots [Bm]from my Mag- num
All of that, [C]to get your [Bm]at tention
[C]Here's a few things I
been dyin to [G]mention
Anyone talk about guns,
[C]I'ma buy the cartel
Any more beats soundin the same, I'ma
put your MPC to cell
Listen, reminiscing on Nas,
"It Aint Hard To Tell"
[Bm]Still feel like somebody's [C]watching
me like Rockwell
Talk about [Bm]diamonds, [C]I'ma kidnap Jacob
Talk about the Fugees, I'ma break
up the [G]make up
[C]Put your stake up, I'm about to work
my way back to the streets
And y'all wan[Bm]na bootleg
cuz y'all will get [G]Jay- Z

[Verse 4]
[Bm]Every time I keep pullin out,[C]
y'all keep pullin me in, [Bm]sin
Kick a little [F#m]something for
the [G]projects Clef
[C]Let people know you aint forget
where you came from,
where you came [G]from
[C]Every time I keep pullin [G]out,
y'all keep pullin me in, sin
[C]Kick a little something for the hip hop fans
Let people know you aint forget
where you came [G]from,

[Verse 5]
where you came from
[C]Hip hop fans,
y'all like the woman in my house
No matter how faith[Bm]ful I am,
y'all still have your doubts
Talkin bout, is he [C]real in this relationship
Or did he go [Bm]pop,
and on the side get [C]a mistress
My mistress [Bm]is a guitar,
classical like Mozart
Paint murder [C]on the wall just
to show y'all [Bm]some art
And y'all wanna start, [Cm]and lose body [C]parts
I [Bm]sug gest you start walkin,
tell [C]your man stop [G]talking
You know the scenario,
[Bm]the innocent is always the first to go
And [G]Dorothy sing[Bm]s somewhere
over the rainbow
Kum Ba Ya,
got you trapped in barbed wire
Dope delivery, but I'm the ghost writer
Tall tribes of Juda, deeper than books
[C]Watch what you cook cuz
you might get [Bm]hooked
Man... I miss real MCs
Like Kool G Rap, [C]written in [G]graffiti
[Bm]Before the plane, I used to take the train
Watch fiends puttin up they vein,
[C]moms [G]raisin [Bm]caine
Able's on the roof, cook like a goose
To calm my nerve, I drink Vodka 180 proof
I'm back in the shack,
[C]lay flat on [Bm]my back
Two choices, sell rap or sell [G]crack
[Bm]Chose sell rap,
but watch [C]my back like [Bm]I'm sellin crack
Cuz the music industry is
[C]the same street [G]format
I sold y'all Nappy [Bm]Heads,
to The Score, to The Carnival
But yet y'all still wanted more
Since Sedeck went back,
came off wit a break
I blend so perfect,
that you would want it for [B]your[Bm]
mixtape

[Verse 6]
Every time I keep pullin out, y'all keep [Bm]pullin
me in, sin
Kick a little something for
the brothers up north
[C]Let people know [Bm]you aint forget
where you came [C]from,
where you came [G]from
Every time [Bm]I keep pullin out,
y'all keep pullin me in, sin
Kick a little something for the brothers
up north
Let people know you aint forget
where you came from,

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