Yo, this is the Fugees, refugees to take you on a journey Into the dimensions of The Basement, The Basement, word Hey yo, one two three, the crew is called And if you fa tes the rap stylee 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 bourgeoisie type of mental sucks like a flat
But I be baitin' the rebel base to distort the EQ The devil's wishin' they could me back to Mogadishu Cause been wild since I was a juvenile Afro-centric profile, back when righteous rap was your
Now kids are so I ask the bad black Boogie bandit, what's the damage, gimme the estimate Pray tell me when's the revolution will I on my TV, I check out Farrakhan on CNN see
I'm the phantom that's flyin' like the bird do And you never heard plus I come from the suburbs Word to God, I you're acting kind of hard And you got your skin scarred when was shootin' on the boulevard
(You got the vocab) I got the (Underground got the vocab) You we got the vocab (All my got the vocab) Yeah, we got the Aiyyo Praz, the mic and show 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 I manifest is very tho-rough And if you don't believe me ask Freres Jacques, Freres Jacques A dorme vous? A dorme
Watch out now when I choose to I'm forming the 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, stopped and kept in, respect to the DJ, be selectin', the type of record ah
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Check it out, we go Back in Eighty-three, no one to be nappy I turn on my TV, it's a for free Kill the gimmick 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 I used to listen to Kool G Rap Way back before guns became gats and
Run-DMC used to ask Mary was she I loved P.E., they kept me conscious of I was sayin' Bambaata, Poor Righteous Teacher Got within myself so it 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 Apollo got the moon, like the men who got the blue Like the Fu got the Manchu, Chaka got the 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
(You got the vocab) I got the (Boogie got the vocab) You know got the vocab (Black got the vocab) Word, we got the peeps, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab
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(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, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab