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Yo, this is the Fugees, refugees to take you on a journey
Into the dimensions of The Booga Basement, The Basement,
Hey yo, one two three, the crew is ReFugees
And if you fa tes the rap stylee
the violence and just bring it on, wild

Hey yo I, kind of melancholy people think they really know me
I keep a wrap about me while I'm driving Audi
I pay the toll for my own soul
'Cause the bourgeoisie type of mental like a flat comb

But I be baitin' the base to bass distort the EQ
The devil's wishin' they could send me back to
Cause I've been wild since I was a
Afro-centric profile, back when righteous rap was style

Now are whylin' so I ask the bad black
Boogie bandit, what's the damage, gimme the estimate
Pray tell me when's the will begin?
I turn on my TV, I check out on CNN see

I'm like the phantom flyin' like the bird do
And things you never heard plus I come from the
Word to God, I you're acting kind of hard
And you got skin scarred when they was shootin' on the boulevard

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Aiyyo Praz, grab the mic and you got the gift of gab

Then cast off from here to
You see my four-five-six a-be my
And I rest my head is on a pillow
Be-ba-dee-be, be-dee-be,

You see the I manifest is very tho-rough
And if you believe me ask Freres Jacques
Freres Jacques, Jacques
A dorme A dorme vous?

out now when I choose to speak
I'm forming the fly East to the Five Percenter
is born, to all beginners
Cast the stone, if you feel you ain't a sinner, ah

Say, our Father, who art in
Forgive the rapper for he not know how Fugee be steppin'
Correct and, stopped and kept in, nuff to the
DJ, that be selectin', the type of ah

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it out, here we go
Back in Eighty-three, no one to be nappy
I on my TV, it's a dreadlock for free
Kill the it's nonsense, it's no sense or value

A rapper, disaster, nobody ever told me
"Roxanne, you don't got to for money no more!" and
Back in the days I used to listen to G Rap
Way back when guns became gats and

Run-DMC to ask Mary was she buggin'?
I loved P.E., they kept me conscious of what I was
Afrika Bambaata, Righteous Teacher
Got within myself so it made me a Percenter

Say La-di-da-di, we to party but
My jam was BDP, My Philosophy
Say Grandmaster Flash, MC Mel
Then LL Cool J with Rock the Bells

See I'm the one for the crew, a Jew is a Jew
Apollo got the moon, like the men who got the blue
Like the Fu got the Manchu, got the Zulu
Hawaii got the

I got the rap lieu, so skippedy-de-bop-bop you don't
You do the rock-rock from through be-bop
From be-bop to

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