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

Hey yo I, feel kind of melancholy people think they know me
I a wrap about me while I'm driving daddy's Audi
I pay the fighting for my own soul
'Cause the type of mental sucks like a flat comb

But I be baitin' the base to bass distort the EQ
The devil's wishin' they could me back to Mogadishu
Cause I've been wild since I was a
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 the revolution will begin?
I turn on my TV, I check out on CNN see

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

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

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

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

Watch out now when I choose to
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 rapper for he not know how be steppin'
Correct and, stopped and kept in, respect to the
DJ, be selectin', the type of record ah

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Clef grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

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

A rapper, disaster, ever told me that
"Roxanne, you got to work for money no more!" and
in the days I used to listen to Kool G Rap
Way back when before guns became and

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

Say La-di-da-di, we like to but
My jam was BDP, My Philosophy
Say Grandmaster Flash, MC Mel
Then LL J came 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, Chaka got the
got the Honolulu

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

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