However You Want It

However you want it, you don't want it, 'cause when you get it, it hurts
Your body carried out the church
Mom, she be cryin', holdin' on to her purse sayin' ("oh my baby!")
"They shoulda took me first"
However you want it, you don't want it, 'cause when you get it, it hurts
Your body carried out the church
Mom, she be cryin', holdin' on to her purse sayin' (ah)

Ayo, what y'all thought I was too busy writin' songs with Whitney Houston
'Cause "My Love's Your Love" will be my slugs with blood
For any thug that wanna bang and play orangutan
Find yourself in the river with the rest of them
Wake up, wake up, I'm in a nightmare dream

Where I found myself loadin' magazines after magazines
Ski mask on my face, gun on my waist
Fine pens shakin' in my hand as I write this next line
It look strange, shootin' victims at close range
And saw his vein burst from his neck, as I snatched his chain

Is this a Bible, I used to read the Gospel
Until I got betrayed by one of my 12 disciples
Which one? Look through the crowd son
You could spot the traitor with a tattoo on his arm
The symbol is a microphone, an intellectual
A wannabe Rakim, but too extraterrestrial

I heard he's lethal, and I'm too rusty to battle him
Me being rusty is like Biggie not being "Born Again"
It never happen, watch who you call fam
On MTV, he painted himself as the tin man
Predicted platinum, way before it happened
So that's why when you ship gold, you only sold aluminum
And now you wan' tell everybody I messed up your record?
C'mon!

However you want it, you don't want it, 'cause when you get it, it hurts
Your body carried out the church
Mom, she be cryin', holdin' on to her purse sayin' ("oh my baby!")
"They shoulda took me first"
However you want it, you don't want it, 'cause when you get it, it hurts
Your body carried out the church
Mom, she be cryin', holdin' on to her purse sayin' (ah)

You a thug? You ain't a murderer, just an undercover Caligula
'Cause when you saw the luger became silent like Caesar
Enough of this rap stuff, Sedeck take his watch
If I wasn't rappin', I'd take that stash in your left socks
Don't make me raise my voice 'cause I'm masterin' a coo

So, and besides when they find you, you'll be bones
Mom say watch my peers, hangin' like chandeliers
Orderin' Don P, you couldn't pay for one beer
Perpetratin, a fraud, oh god, you ain't hard
Take 30 of y'all to murder one kid on the boulevard

You want Wyclef Jean, bring your same thug guys
Here's my advice, leave the ring with your bride
'Cause you ain't comin' back no more
We gon send you to a vacation for two, with crabs on the seashore
You freeze up, hold up I really thought you was psychotic
Is that tears in your eyes? You cryin' for your life
Kid you tellin' me what you did, you didn't wanna do
Watch what you say on record 'cause it might come true

However you want it, you don't want it, 'cause when you get it, it hurts
Your body carried out the church
Mom, she be cryin', holdin' on to her purse sayin' ("oh my baby!")
"They shoulda took me first"
However you want it, you don't want it, 'cause when you get it, it hurts
Your body carried out the church
Mom, she be cryin', holdin' on to her purse sayin' (ah)

Should I take them? Should I wait?
Should I take them? Should I wait?
Should I take them? Should I wait?
I say "No Woman, No Cry" like I should own a piece of the estate
But at the tribute they didn't invite me
So I put in a call to Haile Selassie
He said be easy, ain't no need to bust a shot (Blow, blow, blow, blow)
'Cause Supercat said, "Yo, the ghetto's red hot"
Before bling, bling, bling, it was bling, bling, bling



Credits
Writer(s): Wyclef Jean, Jerry Duplessis
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