Slums - Wyclef Jean Featuring Jazzy Amra, H1DaHook and Marx Solvila

Yo, what up, this Wyclef with Mary J

I'm 'bout to serenade the girls with my acoustic 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 these words to her

If death comes for me tonight, girl

I want you to know that I loved you

And no matter how tough, I would appear

Only to you, I would reveal my tears

See, tell the police I ain't home tonight

Messin' around with you is gon' get me life

But when I look into your eyes

Man, you're worth that sacrifice (yeah, yeah)

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 911

(Pick up the phone, yo)

Tell them I just been shot down and the bullet's in my heart

And it's piercin' through my soul

(I'm losin' blood, yo)

Feel my body gettin' cold (so cold, so cold)

Someone please call 911

(Pick up the phone, yo)

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, yeah, yeah

(But I'm always right here with you, girl)

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

Man, it's worth the sacrifice, ooh (yeah, yeah)

If this is the kind of love that your mom used to warn you about

Mary, you're in trouble (I'm in real big trouble)

You're in real big trouble (Lord knows I'm in trouble, yeah)

If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about (every day, every night)