Cartel Wasted (Wyclef Remix) lyrics
Songwriters: Pugh, William Will; Hudson, Nicolas; Sanders, Kevin; Pepper, Joseph James
Cartel so wasted, Wyclef so wasted
It's the way the world is going, mama
We might never get to see the future
Itâs 2:45, the baby takes his first breath
The mother never knew he only had a few left
And the father gets a call in the middle of the night
His breath gets short and his chest gets tight
But heâs sixteen and heâs driving too fast
Takes a turn to the left, it would be his last
Nobody knows what happens if he turns to the right
Nobody in the car wouldâve died that night
But heâs thirty-two and invincible
The cancer he had, it was visceral
He never saw it coming, thought he had his whole life
Sick in the morning and he died in the night
Weâre wasted, no, no, no
Weâre all wasted
Weâre wasted, no, no
Weâre all wasted
He's seven years old, got his bat in his hand
Heâs looking for his father and he doesnât understand
'Cause dadâs too busy, got some deals on the way
His son sits alone as the children play
And heâs eighteen, he couldnât wait to move out
His parents wonder what all the rush is about
They never bothered with his dreams, only thinking of theirs
Wonders why he doesnât call and why he doesnât care
But heâs thirty-two and invincible
With everything he is based on principle
He never had a truly happy moment in his life
He didnât want the kids and he didnât want his wife
Weâre wasted, no, no, no
Weâre all wasted
Weâre wasted, no, no
Weâre all wasted
Weâre wasted
Weâre all wasted
Weâre all wasted, no, no
Weâre all wasted
Manhattan, Twin Towers
Nuclear North Korea, bloodshed in Iraq
[Incomprehensible] screaming send the troops back
Turn the microphone up, you gotta hear the feedback
No more war, too many wasted
Twenty-three now, got his life in his hands
Heâs looking all around and he doesnât understand
'Cause lifeâs too busy, things get in the way
We all feel alone every single day
And at eighteen, couldnât wait to move out
Itâs been five years and now Iâm starting to doubt
Whether all my dreams are just aimless stares
Looking up to some place that isnât there
When Iâm thirty-two will I be miserable?
With everything around based on principle?
Will I have a clue? Oh, wouldnât it be nice
To never be alone in this wasted life?
Weâre wasted, no, no, no
Weâre all wasted
Weâre wasted, no, no
Weâre all wasted
Weâre wasted
Weâre all wasted
Weâre all wasted, no, no
Weâre all wasted
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