wyclef jean
we used to be number 0 now we’re permanent at one
in the battle lost my finger mic became my arm
pistol nozzle hits your nasal blood becomes lukewarm
tell the woman be easy nah squeeze the charmin
test wyclef see death flesh get scorned
beat you so bad make you feel like you ain’t wanna be born jean
and tell your friends stay the hell out of my lawn
chicken george become dead george
stealin’ chickens from my farm
damn another dead pigeon
if you’re mafiosos then i’m bringin’ on haitian sicilians
nobody’s shootin’ my body’s made of hand grenade
girl bled to death while she was tonguekissin’ a razor blade
that sounds sick maybe one day i’ll write a horror
blackula comes to the ghetto stick ’em up jacks an acura
stevie wonder sees crack babies
becomin’ enemies of their own families
pre wyclef jean
armageddon come you knowa we soon done
gun by my side just in case i gotta rump
a boy on the side of babylon
tryin’ to front like you’re down with mount zion
lauryn hill wyclef jean
ooh lalala
it’s the way that we rock when we’re doin’ our thing
ooh lalala
it’s the natural la that the refugees bring
ooh lalalalalalalalalalala
sweet thing
she love me like she never before ayy
lauryn hill
yeah in saloons we drink boone’s and battle goons ’til high noon
bust rap tunes on flat spoons take no shorts like poom poom’s
see hoochies pop coochies for gucci’s and loochies
find me in my mitsubishi eatin’ sushi bumpin’ fugees
hey hey hey try to take the crew and we don’t play play
say say say like paul mccartney not hardly
oddly enough i can see right through your bluff
niggas huff and they puff but they can’t handle us we bust
’cause we fortified i could never hide
seen cooley high cried when cochise died
i’m twisted blacklisted by some other negroes
don’t remove my polos on the first episode
hahahaha you shouldn’t diss refugees and
hahahaha you whole sound set booty and
hahahaha you have to respect jersey
’cause i’m superfly when i’m superhigh
on the fugeela
lauryn hill wyclef jean
ooh lalala
it’s the way that we rock when we’re doin’ our thang
ooh lalala
it’s the natural la that the refugees bring
ooh lalalalalalalalalalala
sweet thing
she love me like she never before ayy
pras
i sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees
smokin’ beedi as i burn my calories
brooklyn roof tops become brooklyn teepees
who that be enemy wanna see the death of me
from hawaii to hawthorne i run marathons like
buju banton i’m a true champion like
farrakhan reads his daily qur’an
it’s a phenomenon lyrics fast like ramadan
pre wyclef
what’s goin’ on armageddon come you know we soon done
gun by my side just in case i gotta rump
a boy on the side of babylon
tryin’ to front like you’re down with mount zion
what’s goin’ on armageddon come you know we soon done
gun by my side just in case i gotta rump
a boy on the side of babylon
tryin’ to front like you’re down with mount zion
lauryn hill wyclef jean
ooh lalala
it’s the way that we rock when we’re doin’ our thang
ooh lalala
it’s the natural la that the refugees bring
ooh lalalalalalalalalalala
sweet thing
she love me like she never before ayy
ooh lalala
it’s the way that we rock when we’re doin’ our thang
ooh lalala
it’s the natural la that the refugees bring
ooh lalalalalalalalalalala
sweet thing
she love me like she never before ayy
yo kid we gotta get our family together man
you know we gotta get organized
we just can’t be out here you know just high and smoked up
and whatever we gotta get our stuff organized
whatever we gon’ do we gon’ do it right wassup girl what you want
Artist: Fugees
Year: 1995
Decade: 90s
Language: en
Word Count: 423