Yo, this is the Fugees, refugees about to take you on a Into the dimensions of The Booga Basement, The Basement, Hey yo, one two three, the crew is ReFugees And if you come fa tes the rap Stop the violence and bring it on, wild
Hey yo I, feel kind of melancholy people think they really me I a wrap about me while I'm driving daddy's Audi I pay the toll for my own soul 'Cause the bourgeoisie of mental sucks like a flat comb
But I be baitin' the rebel base to bass the EQ The devil's wishin' they could me back to Mogadishu Cause I've been wild I was a juvenile Afro-centric profile, when righteous rap was your style
Now kids are so I ask the bad black bandit, what's the damage, gimme the estimate then Pray me when's the revolution will begin? I turn on my TV, I out Farrakhan on CNN see
I'm like the phantom that's flyin' the bird do And things you never heard plus I come from the Word to God, I heard acting kind of hard And you got your scarred when they was shootin' on the boulevard
(You got the vocab) I got the (Underground got the vocab) You know we got the (All my got the vocab) Yeah, we got the Aiyyo Praz, grab the mic and you got the gift of gab
cast off from here to Mexico You see my four-five-six a-be my 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 believe me ask Freres Freres Jacques, Freres A dorme vous? A vous?
Watch out now I choose to speak I'm the cipher fly East to the Five Percenter is born, to all beginners Cast the first stone, if you you ain't a sinner, ah
Say, our Father, who art in Forgive the foolish rapper for he not know how Fugee be Correct and, and kept in, nuff respect to the DJ, that be selectin', the of record ah
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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 it's nonsense, it's no or value
A rapper, disaster, nobody ever me that "Roxanne, you don't got to for money no more!" and in the days I used to listen to Kool G Rap Way when before guns became gats and
Run-DMC used to ask Mary was she I loved P.E., they kept me conscious of what I was Bambaata, Poor Righteous Teacher Got within so it made me a Five Percenter
Say La-di-da-di, we to party but My jam was BDP, with My 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 Apollo got the moon, 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 to bee-bee
(You got the vocab) I got the (Boogie got the vocab) You they got the vocab (Black got the vocab) Word, we got the Aiyyo peeps, grab the mic and you got the gift of gab
(You got the vocab) Yeah, we got the (Queens got the vocab) You know y'all got the (Uptown got the vocab) Yeah, got the vocab Aiyyo, bros grab the mic and you got the gift of gab
(DC got the vocab) Word, y'all got the (Virginia got the vocab) Aiyy, I know y'all got the (Oakland got the vocab) Word, they got the Aiyyo, sisters the mic and show you got the gift of gab