Class Reunion

It's a class reunion, you come home from the ATM (oh yeah) [Wyclef (Monica)] Monica you ready, oh yeah Man she look so good Rolling through the hood God bless the dead (bless the dead) Jerry Wonder knock on wood She was a ghetto queen, yeah Turned into a fiend, yeah Night I heard her scream ? to a nightmare dream, oh yeah (oh) [Wyclef] She was mine, she was pop She was hip, she was hot She was too fly, butterfly It was her time, her time It was her time, her time So much dope on the streets That I'm praying for peace But the poor gotta eat Talking bout my time Everybody say it's my time, oh yeah [Wyclef (Monica)] Baby girl, the world is yours, just look through That open door, I'll be there for you If you ever feeling blue (oh), it's a beautiful world [Monica] Baby boy, the world is yours, when you're sad I'll be your joy, I'm still your friend And I'm a love you till the end [Monica] Said he looks so real When he was running on the football field I love the cheerleader scream his name Even in ? he had game But didn't show up at the class reunion And when I asked one of my girls what happened That's when they told me he got life in prison Caught up in the system Trying to be a kingpin The story never ever ends [Monica (Wyclef)] He was mine, he was fine He was hip, he was hot He was too fly, butterfly It was his time, it was his time (oh why, oh why, oh why) So much dope on the streets And I'm praying for peace But the poor gotta eat Talking