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

Hey yo I, feel kind of 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 sucks a flat comb

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

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

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

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

Then cast off from to Mexico
You see my a-be my Celo
And when I rest my is on a pillow
Be-ba-dee-be, be-dee-be,

You see the skills I manifest is very
And if you don't me ask Freres Jacques
Freres Jacques, Freres
A dorme vous? A vous?

Watch out now when I to speak
I'm forming the cipher fly East to the Five
Knowledge is born, to all
the first stone, if you feel you ain't a sinner, ah

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

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

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

used to ask Mary was she buggin'?
I loved P.E., kept me conscious of what I was sayin'
Bambaata, Poor Righteous Teacher
Got within myself so it made me a Five

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

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

I got the rap lieu, so skippedy-de-bop-bop you stop
You do the from hip-hop through be-bop
From be-bop to

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