Yo, is the Fugees, refugees about to take you on a journey Into the dimensions of The Basement, The Basement, word Hey yo, one two three, the is called ReFugees And if you come fa tes the rap the violence and just bring it on, wild
Hey yo I, feel kind of people think they really know me I keep a wrap about me while I'm daddy's Audi I pay the fighting for my own soul 'Cause the bourgeoisie type of sucks like a flat comb
But I be baitin' the base to bass distort the EQ The devil's wishin' they could send me back to Cause I've been wild since I was a Afro-centric profile, back when rap was your style
Now kids are so I ask the bad black Boogie bandit, what's the damage, gimme the 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 flyin' like the bird do And things you never heard plus I from the suburbs Word to God, I heard you're acting kind of And you got your skin scarred they 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 Praz, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab
Then cast off from here to You see my a-be my Celo And when I my head 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 Jacques Jacques, Freres Jacques A dorme vous? A vous?
out now when I choose to speak I'm forming the cipher fly East to the Five 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 how Fugee be steppin' and, stopped and kept in, nuff respect to the DJ, that be selectin', the of record ah
(You got the vocab) I got the (The got the vocab) You they got vocab (Brooklyn got the vocab) We got the Aiyyo Clef grab the mic and show you got the of gab
Check it out, we go Back in Eighty-three, no one wanted to be I on my TV, it's a dreadlock for free Kill the gimmick nonsense, it's no sense or value
A rapper, disaster, nobody ever me that "Roxanne, you got to work for money no more!" and Back in the days I used to listen to 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 what I was Afrika Bambaata, Righteous Teacher Got within myself so it made me a Five
Say La-di-da-di, we like to but My jam was BDP, My Philosophy Say Flash, MC Melle Mel Then LL Cool J with Rock the Bells
See I'm the one for the crew, a Jew is a Jew Like got the moon, like the men who got the blue the Fu got the Manchu, Chaka got the Zulu Hawaii got the
I got the rap lieu, so you don't stop You do the rock-rock from hip-hop be-bop be-bop to bee-bee
(You got the vocab) I got the (Boogie got the vocab) You know 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 got the vocab (Uptown got the vocab) Yeah, got the vocab Aiyyo, bros grab the mic and show you got the of gab
(DC got the vocab) Word, got the vocab (Virginia got the vocab) Aiyy, I know y'all got the (Oakland got the vocab) Word, got the vocab Aiyyo, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab