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Pras (/ˈprɑːz/; born Prakazrel Samuel Michel on October 19, 1972) is a two-time Grammy-winning American rapper, best known as one of the founding members of the critically acclaimed hip hop group, the Fugees, which included his cousin Wyclef Jean and recording artist Lauryn Hill.
Born in Brooklyn, New York and raised in Irvington, New Jersey, Pras cultivated an early interest in music. When he was 15, Pras met Lauryn Hill, while both attended Columbia High School, South Orange, New Jersey. In 1988, Pras introduced Lauryn to Wyclef Jean. Pras Michel, Wyclef Jean and Lauryn Hill began to rehearse under the guidance of Kool and the Gang's producer, Ronald Khalis Bell, and subsequently they formed a musical group called The Rap Translators in 1989 (also known as Tranzlator Crew.)
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Genres: Drama,Music video by Refugee Camp All Stars feat. Pras (with Ky-Mani) performing Avenues. (C)1997 Arista Records LLC
Provided to YouTube by Ruffhouse Ghetto Supastar (That is What You Are) · Pras · Ol' Dirty Bastard · Mýa Ghetto Supastar ℗ 1998 Ruffhouse Records LP Released on: 1998-10-03 Associated Performer: Pras feat. Ol' Dirty Bastard & Mýa Vocal: Mya Rap, Composer, Lyricist, Producer: Pras Michel Composer, Lyricist, Producer: Wyclef Jean Co- Producer: Jerry "Wonder" Duplessis Co- Producer: Ché Guevara Composer, Lyricist: Russell Jones Unknown: Chris Theis Unknown: Phil Blackman Recording Engineer: James Brown Composer, Lyricist: Barry Gibb Composer, Lyricist: Maurice Gibb Composer, Lyricist: Robin Gibb Auto-generated by YouTube.
Wyclef Jean's official music video for We Trying To Stay Alive. Click to listen to Wyclef Jean on Spotify: http://smarturl.it/WyclefJSpotify?IQid=WyclefJSA As featured on Greatest Hits. Click to buy the track or album via iTunes: http://smarturl.it/WyclefJGHiTunes?IQid=WyclefJSA Google Play: http://smarturl.it/WJWTSAplay?IQid=WyclefJSA Amazon: http://smarturl.it/WyclefJGHaz?IQid=WyclefJSA More from Wyclef Jean Sweetest Girl: https://youtu.be/sXJXLq1lN7U 911: https://youtu.be/KiNRIR8tjFc Divine Sorrow: https://youtu.be/Qc0pIWMhEsk More great Classic R&B; videos here: http://smarturl.it/ClassicRNB?IQid=WyclefJSA Follow Wyclef Jean Website: http://wyclef.com/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Wyclef Twitter: https://twitter.com/wyclef Instagram: https://instagram.com/wyclefjean Subscribe...
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If you were growing up in the mid '90s like I was, there were a few albums that transcended any form of genre or culture to become part of something bigger – part of life. The Score was one of those albums. The Fugees, consisting of Lauryn Hill, Wyclef Jean, and Pras Michel, went on to win two Grammys and The Score went platinum twice over. At the center of this trio is today's guest. Not only is the man who can be held responsible for the creation of this super group (Pras discovered Lauryn Hill in high school in South Orange, New Jersey) a seasoned performer and writer, but he is also an acclaimed documentary filmmaker, philanthropist, and yes, even a serious watch collector. This is Talking Watches with the Fugees' Pras Michel. For more, go to: http://www.hodinkee.com/blog/video-talking...
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In this clip Pras talks about his upcoming ventures in music, politics, media, and technology. He details a multicultural media project/platform called Vote it Loud which will serve as a medium for those of various backgrounds to tell their stories. It will serve as a platform of civic participation, encouraging people to vote and empowering them in the process. Pras and DJ Vlad also discuss savvy financial decision making and the investment options that are available. Pras urges rappers to save and invest their money in order to maintain a high quality lifestyle because the fact of the matter is that they will not be hot forever.
Pras (/ˈprɑːz/; born Prakazrel Samuel Michel on October 19, 1972) is a two-time Grammy-winning American rapper, best known as one of the founding members of the critically acclaimed hip hop group, the Fugees, which included his cousin Wyclef Jean and recording artist Lauryn Hill.
Born in Brooklyn, New York and raised in Irvington, New Jersey, Pras cultivated an early interest in music. When he was 15, Pras met Lauryn Hill, while both attended Columbia High School, South Orange, New Jersey. In 1988, Pras introduced Lauryn to Wyclef Jean. Pras Michel, Wyclef Jean and Lauryn Hill began to rehearse under the guidance of Kool and the Gang's producer, Ronald Khalis Bell, and subsequently they formed a musical group called The Rap Translators in 1989 (also known as Tranzlator Crew.)
Uh, yeah, huh, yeah
Yo, yo, yo, I'll do a double dish cleaner
The funny ass cats remind me of a skinner
Now you listen up, now what, heat on spitter
A renegade with my blade watch you get cut up
Sucker ass punk, you used to get beat up
Type of dude that'll smoke your weed up and eat up
Hold up, surrender your squad, it's a stick up
Fifty-two pickup, you high school drop-out, gives you enough float
To succeed or get tighter, what up, your block, get up
Shut up or put up I'ma 'bout to let up
Licky, licky here, two shots you gone lick up
Take her to the news under, you should've eased up
Wha' what wha'? You got me fed up, get up or shut the F up
You done F'ed up, 8 or 9 enough even if she has seven runner up
Like the fans, like your thumbs up, what up?
I make them bowl like Shopper Ranks
I'm the Captain of the ship, make them cats walk the plank
What the F you think I'm Point, Point Blank
Turn off my sound niggas, let crank
East Side where you at, where you at?
West Side throw it up, throw it up
North Side where you at, where you at?
South Side throw it up, throw it up
See, blaze me above the game with no limit
Niggas nowadays can slick and pull gimmicks
Cowber use roly well iced that been in it
Mines is loose rocks and the Beverly spin in it
Only place tin linid they cost a lot
When no money on the game you sure talk a lot
Never like a nigga car, you walk a lot
See I make cream a lot, while you niggas dream a lot
Can't you see it's all real, bras want to do me
Get it attached to me like I'm starrin' in movies
Nigga Nor wanna do me, thing is I got none
Wanna be my main chick, chill I got one
If it's hot in a lady then I can cop some
Most players all fall, tightly tint
See me fly through the window 'cause it's lightly tint
But it's strongly minute got a fall so cats frequent
Hate weed peepin', best cats seekin'
Wanna kill me in the daytime, look it won't happen
You ain't a thug nigga this is some girls is rap, what
(Yeah, you don't won't no problem)
East Side where you at, where you at?
West Side throw it up, throw it up
North Side where you at, where you at?
South Side throw it up, throw it up
Yo my M O is S O L O hello
Shake like Jello bionics and nice fellow
Long hair, pussy's and pussy head too
In a room with the doctor, how the hell I stop ya?
The Rolex topper long as ya coppin' them yo
It means it's copper, don't need to stop ya
When I'm speakin' opera, which y'all don't understand
That it's my channel Boo-Bionic Mister man
Why y'all play tennis, we sway inventists
So our house can finish, wait a minute
Change the color of my whips, despite you bastards
Spit it green-cold on it, like you won the masters
Flow faster, speed it up, heat it up why don't y'all just heat it up?
Spit it on some feeder bust, slow it up
Make the beat that we blow it up
Ya niggaz ain't mine, better pray you throw it up
East Side where you at, where you at?
West Side throw it up, throw it up
North Side where you at, where you at?
South Side throw it up, throw it up, now
Yo I keep my mind on my riches snitches get snitches
Cats on the low they all act like bitches
So what up, where you at with the nine-sin?
Feel my triples please circle the violence
Let me abolish this sh like Nat Turner
Drop by Tom Warner, peace to my crooked cop killers
With the six shooter while fake niggaz
Getting drunk off of wine coolers yo, uh
Yo she big on the game it's broke I wanna fix it
Make hot and get that down, we remix it
He speakin', here we go your beef is nice
I'm from the gutter mother, best you think twice
Now back to who's nice M O S T W A N T E D
You niggaz can't see me I'm glad that you turn
Poke that out of space shit
I bring you back to Earth, what
East Side where you at, where you at?
West Side throw it up, throw it up
North Side where you at, where you at?
South Side throw it up, throw it up
East Side where you at, where you at?
West Side throw it up, throw it up
North Side where you at, where you at?
South Side throw it up, throw it up
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