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 fa tes the rap stylee Stop the violence and just it on, wild
Hey yo I, feel kind of melancholy people think they really me I keep a wrap me while I'm driving daddy's Audi I pay the toll for my own soul the bourgeoisie type of mental sucks like a flat comb
But I be baitin' the base to bass distort the EQ The devil's wishin' they send me back to Mogadishu Cause I've been wild since I was a Afro-centric profile, back righteous rap was your style
Now are whylin' 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 check out on CNN see
I'm like the that's flyin' like the bird do And things you heard plus I come from the suburbs Word to God, I heard you're acting kind of And you got your skin scarred when they was shootin' on the
(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, grab the mic and show you got the of gab
Then off from here to Mexico You see my four-five-six my Celo And I rest my head is on a pillow Be-ba-dee-be, be-dee-be,
You see the skills I is very tho-rough And if you don't believe me ask Freres Jacques, Freres Jacques A dorme vous? A vous?
out now when I choose to speak I'm forming the cipher fly to the Five Percenter is born, to all beginners Cast the 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 Fugee be Correct and, stopped and kept in, respect to the DJ, that be selectin', the of record ah
(You got the vocab) I got the (The got the vocab) You know got vocab (Brooklyn got the vocab) We got the Clef grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab
Check it out, we go Back in Eighty-three, no one to be nappy I turn on my TV, a dreadlock for free Kill the it's nonsense, it's no sense or value
A rapper, disaster, nobody ever me that "Roxanne, you don't got to for money no more!" and Back in the I used to listen to Kool G Rap Way back when before became gats 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 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, Chaka got the Hawaii got the
I got the rap lieu, so you don't stop You do the rock-rock hip-hop through be-bop be-bop to bee-bee
(You got the vocab) I got the (Boogie got the vocab) You know they got the (Black got the vocab) Word, we got the Aiyyo peeps, grab the mic and show you got the of gab
(You got the vocab) Yeah, we got the (Queens got the vocab) You know got the vocab (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 y'all got the vocab (Oakland got the vocab) Word, got the vocab Aiyyo, sisters the mic and show you got the gift of gab