Yo, Mona Lisa, could I get a on Friday? And if busy, I wouldn't mind takin' Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Round up de posse, Fugee around the way
Yo, hey, nappy Yo, Whatchu got Hah, I got of that lyrical
Well, I'm a Libra Well, I'm a Libra
You wanna swing I bring commandin' men like I was king In all your dreams I write the horror of Stephen King Cling to false also those say ock I got tired of the fat lady so I sing to my own
Balang, balang, balang to de man de rock I love thee If you live by the you will be die by the gun 'Cuz all guys tell and more girls commits it I was ordered to Code Red, but now I'm chillin' with 'A Few Men'
on the kid from the capitol I never play the soap opera but now I'm a General Condition critical, spirit over the physical So if I die, me at the funeral
I'll fly away, ohh, with a mic in my hand To a land where God knows me And the Angels raps on holy paper I said, I'm lookin' for Jesus, he take the escalator One flight up, is guaranteed you'll be My sister'd be there, my mother'd be
So, Mona Lisa, I get a date on Friday? And if busy, I wouldn't mind taking Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Round up de posse, Fugee around de way
I don't puff so I got my breath Never had to battle with a proof vest They call me weasel but I, still cave a chest I don't wear curls 'cuz I'm nah from the West
No disrespect to the West, true I rock it to the East, the East is the To see that them days back, yo sheepskins and Hot Peace to Mr. Magic, things are gettin'
Now we on some new stuff, I feared the Ku Kluk My own clan is actin' up, I blame it on the blunt Whatcha gonna do, kids are actin' Hill is fed up, yo where's the coporate at?
A Mister Three Piece Check the square roots, and Timberland boots Nah, that's the serpents and know garment tips I got a head full of problems and a hand full of roots I feel a Jones' down, yo I
I got the slang to make the chitty, bang, A, rid, dang, de, dang, the head bang No I, got hte slang to the chitty, bang, bang A, rid, dang, de, dang, the nappy heads
Yo, Lisa, could I get a date on Friday And if busy, I wouldn't mind taking Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Round up de posse, comin' round de way Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Nappy heads in the zone and we're not goin'
Hey, yo a battle is a battle but a battle's not a if it's doesn't rattle 'Cuz my as old as a reptile As as a new Nile, as new as a new child
So come me to the land of Abraham This land's your land, this land's my The blacker the black man, the the next man Yo, some nappy heads need to they necks for red
I, injection, put the needle to your skin feel reality's ever win You maintain to put a negro in pain you to diss me "Oh you wanna hang with old Kane?" Ain't nuttin' wrong, your head to the song
Word is bond, you get wrong, I'll have you sing like Louis And I say to myself, what a world But what the hell was so wonderful 'bout cotton in the Mr. Man
The harder come, the harder they fall, so come one come all stall or I'ma stick you like a voodoo doll Doors locked stop for the count who drops You slept on a kid from the
Out of Motorville land of the ill Bellsburg Viking so you I'm top rankin' Phil say who comin' like the yuma but save the rumor 'Cuz been rockin' ever since eighty two When I to rock my Pumas
Yes, yes, y'all, well I'm a Libra Yes, yes, yes, well I'm a y'all Yes, yes, y'all, I'm a Libra y'all Oh, co'mon, well I'm a y'all
Yo Mona Lisa, could I get a on Friday And if busy, I wouldn't mind taking Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Round up de posse Fugee comin' de way Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Nappy heads in the zone and we're not home!
Mona Lisa, could I get a date on And if you're busy, I wouldn't taking Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Round up de posse Fugee around de way Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Nappy in the zone and we're not goin' home
I my sunglasses at night To spy on my girlfriend, that's They dancin', romancin', at night Yes, yes, yes, a yes, yes,
I wear my sunglasses at To spy on my girlfriend, right dancin', romancin', freakin' at night Say, Lisa could I get a date on Friday