Hard Times Wyclef Jean (Ft. G Fella)

[Intro]

[Verse 1:]
This one dedicated to those that come to NYC
Went from illegal aliens to the recalled ID
But once they break the law I see them boys turned to deportees
And it's the same story from Haiti down to Sicily
Them boys speak broken English, like what's the matter you?
Slurping in the rainbow got them thinking I knew voodoo
Okay Um just called me, said he got a job for us
Pick up the bag and see the guy and bring a the money a back for us

Oh, just for us I bring it back I mean I get the car
I'll give you a little something something just keep your mouth to shut
Now I'm in the station, they want information
My English not too good officer, I'm a Haitian
Maron is havin a bitchin, I got a coart a freakin a guy
That killed a guy that killed a guy
Then we get the charge and go bye
Ciao ciao mister Officer, wooh, this was a close one
You kept your mouth to shut, aye... you a good one

[Hook:]
Having a hard time in this crazy town
Having a hard time in this crazy town
If you make it in New York you can make it anywhere