Letra de Riot

[Intro: Wyclef Jean]
Yo Serj, pass me that lighter
Yeah... yeah, yeah!

[Serj] Flowers, smiling through the battlefield!

[Verse One: Wyclef Jean]
The break is over man, I´m back with the ink pen
Like Ali bomaye okay I´m on my second wind
Used to roll dice when the luck was on my side man
Four-five-six, walked away with a grand man
Seen many blocks turn to the Twilight Zone
D.A. on the case like Sherlock Holmes
My old high school sweetheart started sniffin a bone
For the right bag she deep throat, deeper than a baritone
I caught you off guard, this verse is unexpected, check it
Like when I rhymed on Big Pun´s record, check it
I got a swagger that cut any rapper mind over matter
Lyrical dagger like alcohol I´m bad for your liver
Quiver, shiver body temperature get found in Hudson River
Deliver a message to your miss you won´t be comin over
And if you on the street tonight, see that ReFugee logo
We beam around the world like satellite

[Chorus One: Wyclef Jean]
It´s them hip-hop boys, turn your radio down
It´s the rock ´n roll boys, turn your radio down
It´s them reggae boys, turn your radio down
Neighbors mind your business
It´s a riot again! The world is getting nervous
So we travel again! Main journey´s the unconscious
It´s a riot again! The world is getting nervous
And so we travel again! Main journey´s the unconscious

[Verse Two: Sizzla (Wyclef)]
Come rooooooooock with me~!
I got the music on the block with me
Come chill on the spoooooot with me
And just laugh in spree
Yeah you´re right, we got enough for everyone
So get all your friends and your families and come along
Move to the beat that´s all we do we got Jerusalem
Everyday we offer praises like King Solomon
Ain´t gon´ hurt ye, don´t be nervous
I´m your guardian angel, know you purpose
And if I look at you low, if I should make it
Believe me, I leave you, show you how to make it
(Hung up high, in the M-I)
(Double-S-I, S-S-I)

(P-P-I, three-piece tie)
(Wanna see me die so the heavens they cry)

[Chorus Two: Wyclef Jean]
It´s them hip-hop boys, turn your radio down
It´s the rock ´n roll boys, turn your radio down
It´s them reggae boys, turn your radio down
Neighbors mind your business
It´s a riot! Riot! Riot! Riot!
From the train to the plane, security check
From the bridge to the tunnel, security check
It´s a riot again! The world is getting nervous
So we travel again! Main journey´s the unconscious
It´s a riot again! The world is getting nervous
And so we travel again! Main journey´s the unconscious

[Verse Three: Wyclef Jean]
I was down in Texas; drivin wreckless
Police stop me, axe me for my license (oh yeah)
Registration so I played him some Elvis
He let me go, then I lit off the chalice
I said if things don´t change, we headed for the Arma-ged-deon
And the great dragon with seven head, ten horns, at the Arma-ged-deon
Listen to the choir children

[Verse Four: Serj Tankian]
The matterings of all matter
Masters and their extended batters
Internet intelligence for investments for the natural world
Their divestments; truth is knowledge
Although bi-polar if it´s attainment is equitable
Man´s mirrors face the flesh but hide the spirit
in opposite worlds; vision can only be attained universally
Lamps of varied sizes and shapes carrying different shades
All having the propensity to illuminate
Let´s ruminate on realization that the means is the end
The Earth´s water is mirroring the stream-of-consciousness
The dead being reborn as flowers smiling through the battlefields

[Wyclef Jean (Serj)]
It´s them hip-hop boys, turn your radio down
It´s the rock ´n roll boys, turn your radio down
(Flowers, smiling through the battlefield!)

[repeat to 21 seconds before the end]
It´s a riot again! The world is getting nervous
So we travel again! Main journey´s the unconscious
It´s a riot again! The world is getting nervous
And so we travel again! Main journey´s the unconscious