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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 is called ReFugees
And if you fa tes the rap stylee
Stop the violence and just bring it on,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Watch out now when I to speak
I'm forming the cipher fly East to the Five
Knowledge is born, to all
Cast the first stone, if you feel you a sinner, ah

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

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

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

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

used to ask Mary was she buggin'?
I P.E., they kept me conscious of what I was sayin'
Afrika Bambaata, Poor Teacher
Got myself so it made me a Five 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 came with Rock the

See I'm the one for the crew, a Jew is a Jew
Like Apollo got the moon, like the men who got the
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 hip-hop be-bop
be-bop to bee-bee

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

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