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A Change Is Gonna Come
Blame It On The Sun
Bohemian Rhapsody
Foxy
Just Happy To Be Me
Take It Easy
Wanna Be
Yo (one time)
I was born by the river (uh) (uh)
in a tentement
oh, my poor mother,
she could hardly pay the rent
It's been a long (ha)
a long time comin
but I know a change is gonna come
oh yes it will
(two time) (yea)
It's been too hard livin (huh)
and I'm afraird to die
(why?)
I dont know
whats out there
yea, yea,
beyond the sky
It's been a long (huh)
a long time comin
but I know a change is gonna come
oh (oh) yes it will
(say it whyclef, check it out, say it, uh uh)
oh my
see I go, to my brotha
(c'mon!) (and say what, say what)
and I say brotha
help me please (c'mon L Boogie!)
and he winds up
he winds up
knockin me, knockin me (uh huh)
back down on my knees!
ohh
(three time!)
It's been times when I didn't think
that I would last for long (huh)
but now we think we're bound to carry on
It's been a long (uh huh huh huh yea)
a long time comin
but I know a change is gonna come
oh yes it will
this has been the Fugees
L Boogie
Prize Well
Wyclef
The Refugees are OUT!
(yes it will, yes it will, yes it will)
I was born by the river (uh) (uh)
in a tentement
oh, my poor mother,
she could hardly pay the rent
It's been a long (ha)
a long time comin
but I know a change is gonna come
oh yes it will
(two time) (yea)
It's been too hard livin (huh)
and I'm afraird to die
(why?)
I dont know
whats out there
yea, yea,
beyond the sky
It's been a long (huh)
a long time comin
but I know a change is gonna come
oh (oh) yes it will
(say it whyclef, check it out, say it, uh uh)
oh my
see I go, to my brotha
(c'mon!) (and say what, say what)
and I say brotha
help me please (c'mon L Boogie!)
and he winds up
he winds up
knockin me, knockin me (uh huh)
back down on my knees!
ohh
(three time!)
It's been times when I didn't think
that I would last for long (huh)
but now we think we're bound to carry on
It's been a long (uh huh huh huh yea)
a long time comin
but I know a change is gonna come
oh yes it will
this has been the Fugees
L Boogie
Prize Well
Wyclef
The Refugees are OUT!
(yes it will, yes it will, yes it will)
Blame It On The Sun
"Blame It On The Sun"
Refugees up in here
Booga Basement style
On a John Fields show
Giving you a little reggae, a little R&B, a little hip hop
Stevie Wonder style
You know how we do
Buss it
Where has my love gone?
How can I go on?
Is peace not here for me to see?
(I'll be gone to November, I'll be gone to November)
Where is my spirit?
See I'm nowhere near it
It seems dear love is gone away
So I blame it on the sun, the sun that didn't shine.
I blame it on the wind and the trees.
I blame it on the nights I never was in love.
I blame it on the times that could not be.
But my heart blames it on me.
Yeah Imma tell you a little story Pras.
It went like this,
Buss it,
You see I loved hard once
But the love wasn't returned
I found out the man i died for he wasn't even concerned
In time he turned he tried to burn me like a perm
But my eyes saw the deception my heart wouldn't let me learn from um
Some dumb woman was I and every time he lied he would cry and inside I'd die
My heart must've died a thousand deaths
Compared myself to Toni Braxton thought I'd never catch my breath
Nothing left, he stole the heart beating from my chest
I tried to call the cops that type of heat they can't arrest
Pain suppressed will lead to cardic arrest
Diamonds deserved, diamonds but he convinced me I was worthless
Buss it,
Wish I could tell you what I am feeling
But words won't come for me to see
(What I want to know is)
Who poured the love out?
What made this bitter doubt?
Is peace not here for me to see?
So I blame it on the sun, the sun that didn't shine
I blame it on the wind and the trees.
I blame it on the days that ended once too soon
I blame it on the nights that could not be
But my heart blames it on me
(Buss it)
But my heart blames it on me
But my heart blames it on me
Blames it on me, on me, on me
Who poured the love out?
What made this bitter doubt?
who poured the love out?
Yo yo see cool it down, mc's should slow it down
Ohh, watch out
Before they lose control
Yo yo see cool it down, mc's should slow it down
Ohh, watch out
Fugees is on a roll
We just looking for the love today
Where's the love at?
All the peace mc's settle the violence
Play more music, make more phat beats
Leave all the violence some place else
Where is the love
Say where is the love
Where is the love
Where is the love
Where is the love [x2]
Refugees up in here
Booga Basement style
On a John Fields show
Giving you a little reggae, a little R&B, a little hip hop
Stevie Wonder style
You know how we do
Buss it
Where has my love gone?
How can I go on?
Is peace not here for me to see?
(I'll be gone to November, I'll be gone to November)
Where is my spirit?
See I'm nowhere near it
It seems dear love is gone away
So I blame it on the sun, the sun that didn't shine.
I blame it on the wind and the trees.
I blame it on the nights I never was in love.
I blame it on the times that could not be.
But my heart blames it on me.
Yeah Imma tell you a little story Pras.
It went like this,
Buss it,
You see I loved hard once
But the love wasn't returned
I found out the man i died for he wasn't even concerned
In time he turned he tried to burn me like a perm
But my eyes saw the deception my heart wouldn't let me learn from um
Some dumb woman was I and every time he lied he would cry and inside I'd die
My heart must've died a thousand deaths
Compared myself to Toni Braxton thought I'd never catch my breath
Nothing left, he stole the heart beating from my chest
I tried to call the cops that type of heat they can't arrest
Pain suppressed will lead to cardic arrest
Diamonds deserved, diamonds but he convinced me I was worthless
Buss it,
Wish I could tell you what I am feeling
But words won't come for me to see
(What I want to know is)
Who poured the love out?
What made this bitter doubt?
Is peace not here for me to see?
So I blame it on the sun, the sun that didn't shine
I blame it on the wind and the trees.
I blame it on the days that ended once too soon
I blame it on the nights that could not be
But my heart blames it on me
(Buss it)
But my heart blames it on me
But my heart blames it on me
Blames it on me, on me, on me
Who poured the love out?
What made this bitter doubt?
who poured the love out?
Yo yo see cool it down, mc's should slow it down
Ohh, watch out
Before they lose control
Yo yo see cool it down, mc's should slow it down
Ohh, watch out
Fugees is on a roll
We just looking for the love today
Where's the love at?
All the peace mc's settle the violence
Play more music, make more phat beats
Leave all the violence some place else
Where is the love
Say where is the love
Where is the love
Where is the love
Where is the love [x2]
Bohemian Rhapsody
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life has just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
I didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
I didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Hold up (3x)
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get right outta here
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get right outta here
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me
Anyway the wind blows...
Tell me if you want me to
I'll give you all my time
I wanna make it good for you
'Cause you blow my mind
I promise boy that I'll be true
You're the perfect find
So tell me if you want me too
Oooohhh...
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life has just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
I didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
I didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Hold up (3x)
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get right outta here
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get right outta here
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me
Anyway the wind blows...
Tell me if you want me to
I'll give you all my time
I wanna make it good for you
'Cause you blow my mind
I promise boy that I'll be true
You're the perfect find
So tell me if you want me too
Oooohhh...
Foxy
CHORUS
Foxy Foxy (She’s so foxy)
Foxy Foxy
[Ms. Hill]
We need a drop
Yo, we need a, yo, we need a drop right here, yo
Who that there
You the one hot this year
one that’s here, yo, run this here
Hun this here
Who did it done done this here
Numbness here
Watch with unconfirmed this here
Learn this here
To whom it may concern this year
We firm this here
Your talk can’t turn this ear
We burn the fear
Who wanna throw stones this year
Dem one bruck up my home this year
Clone dis here
Now how we gon condone this here
They think we all alone in here
My tones sincere
Iron microphone in here
We holding clear
Come to burn Rome this year
I own the tear
Parasites are prone to smear
But I’m a burning spear
They cowards and they wont come near
They don’t compare
Frauds do not belong in here
Dem don’t have the ear
Dem broads won’t be back next year
CHORUS x1
[Wyclef]
Ain’t nowhere to go Fox, but straight to the top
I ain’t rap cause I had writers block
I ain’t stop, just took time to re-write the plot
Kept the audience in suspense like Alfred Hitchcock
Martin Luther had a dream, then he got shot
Malcolm X did a speech, then he got shot
But what happened to the days when CNN was hip hop
Everybody scared to talk so they won’t get shot
Listen
So let me give it to you on the club level
Put up your hands and fling on the devil
And tell the DJ more bass, more treble
But beware of the haters cause Kane killed Abel
Permanent, permanent, permanent, one
Automatic , automatic, automatic, gun
Everything sounds the same you sound like your mens
Y’all doing songs with dead rappers trying’ to steal their fans
Come on man
CHORUS x1
[Pras]
Foxy, what’s your pain
Foxy, what’s your pleasure
We’re pirates from the Caribbean snatchin treasure
Matching my soul and ice I’m cold and nice
Used to be number one now we permanent in Jesus Christ
Respect the Don Dotta I caught a
Six shots to that ring around the collar
Million motherfuckers want to see me die
I got a million motherfuckers that’ll see you try
CHORUS x1
[Ms. Hill]
Right now?
Yo. Im a black queen in a post modern paradigm
Beautiful black divine, supreme from another time
Foxy as I wanna be. Copy if you wanna see
Hottie with the intellect I disappear an resurrect
I spit and heal blind men
Can’t stop time, and I’m it without tryin’ man
My kiss can refine men
I’m complex like fine art, don’t shoot shit for anyone
Your moot shit is simple tongue, I spit like a Tommy gun
A mommy’s son before you so pure truth and your not one
So don’t call me out my name cause its Ms. Hill to everyone…everyone…everyone
Spoken with no regrets cause that’s just for right now cause it didn’t make them say imp respect
Hang like Jackson Poloick, enough truth to kill a college
Move with no apology
Prim Donna policy
Queen I want equality
Care less if your mad at me
Go vex with your savagery
Im just here in my majesty
CHORUS x1
Woah, Woah
So foxy now
So foxy now
Foxy Foxy
Foxy Foxy
Foxy Foxy (She’s so foxy)
Foxy Foxy
[Ms. Hill]
We need a drop
Yo, we need a, yo, we need a drop right here, yo
Who that there
You the one hot this year
one that’s here, yo, run this here
Hun this here
Who did it done done this here
Numbness here
Watch with unconfirmed this here
Learn this here
To whom it may concern this year
We firm this here
Your talk can’t turn this ear
We burn the fear
Who wanna throw stones this year
Dem one bruck up my home this year
Clone dis here
Now how we gon condone this here
They think we all alone in here
My tones sincere
Iron microphone in here
We holding clear
Come to burn Rome this year
I own the tear
Parasites are prone to smear
But I’m a burning spear
They cowards and they wont come near
They don’t compare
Frauds do not belong in here
Dem don’t have the ear
Dem broads won’t be back next year
CHORUS x1
[Wyclef]
Ain’t nowhere to go Fox, but straight to the top
I ain’t rap cause I had writers block
I ain’t stop, just took time to re-write the plot
Kept the audience in suspense like Alfred Hitchcock
Martin Luther had a dream, then he got shot
Malcolm X did a speech, then he got shot
But what happened to the days when CNN was hip hop
Everybody scared to talk so they won’t get shot
Listen
So let me give it to you on the club level
Put up your hands and fling on the devil
And tell the DJ more bass, more treble
But beware of the haters cause Kane killed Abel
Permanent, permanent, permanent, one
Automatic , automatic, automatic, gun
Everything sounds the same you sound like your mens
Y’all doing songs with dead rappers trying’ to steal their fans
Come on man
CHORUS x1
[Pras]
Foxy, what’s your pain
Foxy, what’s your pleasure
We’re pirates from the Caribbean snatchin treasure
Matching my soul and ice I’m cold and nice
Used to be number one now we permanent in Jesus Christ
Respect the Don Dotta I caught a
Six shots to that ring around the collar
Million motherfuckers want to see me die
I got a million motherfuckers that’ll see you try
CHORUS x1
[Ms. Hill]
Right now?
Yo. Im a black queen in a post modern paradigm
Beautiful black divine, supreme from another time
Foxy as I wanna be. Copy if you wanna see
Hottie with the intellect I disappear an resurrect
I spit and heal blind men
Can’t stop time, and I’m it without tryin’ man
My kiss can refine men
I’m complex like fine art, don’t shoot shit for anyone
Your moot shit is simple tongue, I spit like a Tommy gun
A mommy’s son before you so pure truth and your not one
So don’t call me out my name cause its Ms. Hill to everyone…everyone…everyone
Spoken with no regrets cause that’s just for right now cause it didn’t make them say imp respect
Hang like Jackson Poloick, enough truth to kill a college
Move with no apology
Prim Donna policy
Queen I want equality
Care less if your mad at me
Go vex with your savagery
Im just here in my majesty
CHORUS x1
Woah, Woah
So foxy now
So foxy now
Foxy Foxy
Foxy Foxy
Just Happy To Be Me
[Lauryn - Singing]
Can you tell me how to get......how to get to Sesame Street?
(Check it out, here we go!) - Wyclef
[Lauryn- Singing (Chorus)]
Be yourself (Just be yourself)
Easy as A-B-C (A-B-C)
Can't be no one else ( No one else!)
Just happy to be me! (Yeah! Yeah!)
[Wyclef]
Hey yo, the "A" is for achievement
[Prakazrel "Pras]
Hey yo, the "B" is for beneficent
[Wyclef]
And the "C" is for committment
[Pras]
And the "D" is for diligent
[Wyclef]
What about the "E", the "F", the "G", the "H", the "I", the "J?!"
I'm in my P.J.'s, I'm drinkin' O.J.! Ha Ha!
[Lauryn]
The big city, just like I pictured it (What?!)
Millions of people rushing around real quick (Real quick!)
Each one's originale, one of a kind, unique (That's right!)
So, kick back and listen while L-Boogie speaks (While L-Boogie speaks!)
Not trying to be different, just doing they own thing (Own thing!)
So come on everybody, clap your hands and sing (Just sing!)
[Chorus 2x]
[Pras]
[ From: www.metrolyrics.com/be-yourself-easy-as-abc-lyrics-the-fugees.html ]
Hey yo, the "K", the "L", the "M", the "N", the "O", the "P"
for "Prakazrel" in the place to be!
[Wyclef]
Hey yo, the "Q's" for quiet
[Pras]
The "R" for riot
[Wyclef]
The "S", the "T", the "U", the "V's" for vowels (Vowels!) - Prakazrel
The "W", "X", the "Y", the "Z's" for Zorro! Yo! See you tomorrow!
[Pras]
Yeah, fly like an eagle...
Well it's the Fugees
On Sesame, clap your hands do a dance with L-Jiggity!
[Lauryn]
Now Snuffy and Big Bird are having a good time (Time!)
They're walking and gawking and trying to talk to a mime (walking-n-gawking),
here, in the square where they just seen it all
But they ain't never seen a yellow bird (What?!) seven feet tall! (Seven feet
tall!)
[Chorus 2x]
[Wyclef]
It's a lovely day in my neighborhood...
It's all good...
Prakazrel, L-Boogie up in here....
In my neighborhood
[Pras]
Refugee Camp Allstars....yeah....yeah
Read more: THE FUGEES - BE YOURSELF (EASY AS A-B-C) LYRICS
Can you tell me how to get......how to get to Sesame Street?
(Check it out, here we go!) - Wyclef
[Lauryn- Singing (Chorus)]
Be yourself (Just be yourself)
Easy as A-B-C (A-B-C)
Can't be no one else ( No one else!)
Just happy to be me! (Yeah! Yeah!)
[Wyclef]
Hey yo, the "A" is for achievement
[Prakazrel "Pras]
Hey yo, the "B" is for beneficent
[Wyclef]
And the "C" is for committment
[Pras]
And the "D" is for diligent
[Wyclef]
What about the "E", the "F", the "G", the "H", the "I", the "J?!"
I'm in my P.J.'s, I'm drinkin' O.J.! Ha Ha!
[Lauryn]
The big city, just like I pictured it (What?!)
Millions of people rushing around real quick (Real quick!)
Each one's originale, one of a kind, unique (That's right!)
So, kick back and listen while L-Boogie speaks (While L-Boogie speaks!)
Not trying to be different, just doing they own thing (Own thing!)
So come on everybody, clap your hands and sing (Just sing!)
[Chorus 2x]
[Pras]
[ From: www.metrolyrics.com/be-yourself-easy-as-abc-lyrics-the-fugees.html ]
Hey yo, the "K", the "L", the "M", the "N", the "O", the "P"
for "Prakazrel" in the place to be!
[Wyclef]
Hey yo, the "Q's" for quiet
[Pras]
The "R" for riot
[Wyclef]
The "S", the "T", the "U", the "V's" for vowels (Vowels!) - Prakazrel
The "W", "X", the "Y", the "Z's" for Zorro! Yo! See you tomorrow!
[Pras]
Yeah, fly like an eagle...
Well it's the Fugees
On Sesame, clap your hands do a dance with L-Jiggity!
[Lauryn]
Now Snuffy and Big Bird are having a good time (Time!)
They're walking and gawking and trying to talk to a mime (walking-n-gawking),
here, in the square where they just seen it all
But they ain't never seen a yellow bird (What?!) seven feet tall! (Seven feet
tall!)
[Chorus 2x]
[Wyclef]
It's a lovely day in my neighborhood...
It's all good...
Prakazrel, L-Boogie up in here....
In my neighborhood
[Pras]
Refugee Camp Allstars....yeah....yeah
Read more: THE FUGEES - BE YOURSELF (EASY AS A-B-C) LYRICS
Take It Easy
Brethren don't cut me when I'm going, I don't hear myself
We 'bout to drop, drop, drop, drop
You can bring the beat up a little bit in the headphones
Bring the beat up a little bit
We 'bout to drop, we 'bout to drop, drop, drop, drop
I got Moxie, I'm so damn foxy
Industry try to block me like cops and paparazzi
Full stop, don't copy, just cop me properly
Everybody same policy, universal equality
Responsibility, polity, to survive economically
Some people do it comically, fruits of freedom, equality
Invest your money properly, people owe me apology
Intellectual property, stealing stolen commodity
Souls searching or controlling and robbery, cold lack of camaraderie
Clones, copycats bother me, mine, own, blind cats, follow me
Honesty, honesty, honestly, all these jokes are common-league
Puppets with no autonomy, yup it's Fugees entirely
I see you looking but you better take it easy
Tell your crew I said tell 'em take it easy
Here's come the rocket launcher, you better take it easy
Take it easy, take it easy
(Too sleazy)
Too much ex mami, take it easy
Good with the sex mami, you'll be like, take it easy
(Ay papi)
Better take it easy, take is easy, take it easy
You movin' bricks but you better take it easy
Here's a tip, you're too flashy
I don't tip twice, but you best friend he DT
And that dog sniffin' in the back ain't Lassie
And I ain't rhymed in a minute, but ya'll ain't catch up
And that ain't blood on your shirt, man that's ketchup
(That's ketchup)
Picture Clef getting a writer to give him help
I'd rather kill myself become a ghost and write for myself
(Oh my God)
'Cuz I'm the top celebrity, top celebrity, top celebrity, MC
(Bing)
I flow for the thugs, gypsies, and hippies
(Bing)
A ghetto maestro with a Nat Turner flow
(Bing)
Malcolm X come out, hit the Klu Kulx Show
(Shoo, woo, woo)
I see you looking but you better take it easy
Tell your crew I said tell 'em take it easy
Here's come the rocket launcher, you better take it easy
Take it easy, take it easy
(Too sleazy)
Too much ex mami, take it easy
Good with the sex mami, you'll be like, take it easy
(Ay papi)
Better take it easy, take is easy, take it easy
Don't you know originals get plagerized
Majors minors, must supervise
Haters, climbers get scrutinized
Placaters, blind and stupid guys
Wicked people choose homicide
Dregs of society heathen 'em
Beggars, bogus misleading dem, Nigra, Negro, Negrito 'em
Angelitos con libre dem, Chico's, Chica's completing them
Addiction, fiction, bleeding them, capitalism eating them
Misunderstanding cheatin' them, the ignorance defeating them
True loyalty is leaving them, got royalty believing them
[ From: www.metrolyrics.com/take-it-easy-lyrics-the-fugees.html ]
Eyes open deceiving them, reconciling, receiving them
Reckless driving and grieving them
Matthew Andrew and Peter them
(Slow down)
We 'bout to reconcile
We 'bout to reconcile
We 'bout to reconcile
(Reconcile)
We 'bout to reconcile
(Recon, recon, reconcile)
We 'bout to reconcile
(Rell 'em to give off my style)
(Slow down)
We 'bout to reconcile
(Reconcile like Public Enemy)
We 'bout to reconcile
(Slow down reconciliation)
(Tell 'em to get off my style)
We 'bout to reconcile
(Running with my crew again)
We 'bout to reconcile
(Slow down)
(Tell them to get my off style)
We 'bout to reconcile
(Slow down)
(Tell them to get my off style)
(Ay yo)
(Yo yo yo yo yo)
Stop the track, what ya'll thought I wasn't coming
Been in the L.A., few flicks, few millions
Back with the Fugees, foo-fighting for a few billions
Dub plate dealing, sound boy killin'
Anything we do, we want that cap for me realin'?
Angelo, Simone, Michelle, you know them willin'
Can't fight the feelin' when I pull in the SFR
Every girl love's a ghetto superstar
(That's Pras baby)
Run hip hop like pin stripe Lees and
I got love for my crew like Big had for Cease
(C's)
Pull and sqeeze on these MC's
I don't really wanna do it, take it easy
I see you looking but you better take it easy
Tell your goons that they better take it easy
Here's come the rocket launcher, take it easy
take it easy, you better take it easy
(Too sleazy)
Too much ex mami, take it easy
Good with the sex you'll be like take it easy
(Ay papi)
Mami take it easy, take is easy, you better take it easy
We got L-Boogie in the house
(What)
Prazwell in the house
Clef, Jerry Wonder, yeah
Big Ro I see you in the back
(Rohan)
Let's get this thing started
Let's stay focused, focused, focused, focused
Oh, if you don't know what's goin' on man
The Fugees back on the street, serious thing right now
You scared yet, ah pack your dibby dibby dub box
We 'bout to drop, drop, drop, drop
You can bring the beat up a little bit in the headphones
Bring the beat up a little bit
We 'bout to drop, we 'bout to drop, drop, drop, drop
I got Moxie, I'm so damn foxy
Industry try to block me like cops and paparazzi
Full stop, don't copy, just cop me properly
Everybody same policy, universal equality
Responsibility, polity, to survive economically
Some people do it comically, fruits of freedom, equality
Invest your money properly, people owe me apology
Intellectual property, stealing stolen commodity
Souls searching or controlling and robbery, cold lack of camaraderie
Clones, copycats bother me, mine, own, blind cats, follow me
Honesty, honesty, honestly, all these jokes are common-league
Puppets with no autonomy, yup it's Fugees entirely
I see you looking but you better take it easy
Tell your crew I said tell 'em take it easy
Here's come the rocket launcher, you better take it easy
Take it easy, take it easy
(Too sleazy)
Too much ex mami, take it easy
Good with the sex mami, you'll be like, take it easy
(Ay papi)
Better take it easy, take is easy, take it easy
You movin' bricks but you better take it easy
Here's a tip, you're too flashy
I don't tip twice, but you best friend he DT
And that dog sniffin' in the back ain't Lassie
And I ain't rhymed in a minute, but ya'll ain't catch up
And that ain't blood on your shirt, man that's ketchup
(That's ketchup)
Picture Clef getting a writer to give him help
I'd rather kill myself become a ghost and write for myself
(Oh my God)
'Cuz I'm the top celebrity, top celebrity, top celebrity, MC
(Bing)
I flow for the thugs, gypsies, and hippies
(Bing)
A ghetto maestro with a Nat Turner flow
(Bing)
Malcolm X come out, hit the Klu Kulx Show
(Shoo, woo, woo)
I see you looking but you better take it easy
Tell your crew I said tell 'em take it easy
Here's come the rocket launcher, you better take it easy
Take it easy, take it easy
(Too sleazy)
Too much ex mami, take it easy
Good with the sex mami, you'll be like, take it easy
(Ay papi)
Better take it easy, take is easy, take it easy
Don't you know originals get plagerized
Majors minors, must supervise
Haters, climbers get scrutinized
Placaters, blind and stupid guys
Wicked people choose homicide
Dregs of society heathen 'em
Beggars, bogus misleading dem, Nigra, Negro, Negrito 'em
Angelitos con libre dem, Chico's, Chica's completing them
Addiction, fiction, bleeding them, capitalism eating them
Misunderstanding cheatin' them, the ignorance defeating them
True loyalty is leaving them, got royalty believing them
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Eyes open deceiving them, reconciling, receiving them
Reckless driving and grieving them
Matthew Andrew and Peter them
(Slow down)
We 'bout to reconcile
We 'bout to reconcile
We 'bout to reconcile
(Reconcile)
We 'bout to reconcile
(Recon, recon, reconcile)
We 'bout to reconcile
(Rell 'em to give off my style)
(Slow down)
We 'bout to reconcile
(Reconcile like Public Enemy)
We 'bout to reconcile
(Slow down reconciliation)
(Tell 'em to get off my style)
We 'bout to reconcile
(Running with my crew again)
We 'bout to reconcile
(Slow down)
(Tell them to get my off style)
We 'bout to reconcile
(Slow down)
(Tell them to get my off style)
(Ay yo)
(Yo yo yo yo yo)
Stop the track, what ya'll thought I wasn't coming
Been in the L.A., few flicks, few millions
Back with the Fugees, foo-fighting for a few billions
Dub plate dealing, sound boy killin'
Anything we do, we want that cap for me realin'?
Angelo, Simone, Michelle, you know them willin'
Can't fight the feelin' when I pull in the SFR
Every girl love's a ghetto superstar
(That's Pras baby)
Run hip hop like pin stripe Lees and
I got love for my crew like Big had for Cease
(C's)
Pull and sqeeze on these MC's
I don't really wanna do it, take it easy
I see you looking but you better take it easy
Tell your goons that they better take it easy
Here's come the rocket launcher, take it easy
take it easy, you better take it easy
(Too sleazy)
Too much ex mami, take it easy
Good with the sex you'll be like take it easy
(Ay papi)
Mami take it easy, take is easy, you better take it easy
We got L-Boogie in the house
(What)
Prazwell in the house
Clef, Jerry Wonder, yeah
Big Ro I see you in the back
(Rohan)
Let's get this thing started
Let's stay focused, focused, focused, focused
Oh, if you don't know what's goin' on man
The Fugees back on the street, serious thing right now
You scared yet, ah pack your dibby dibby dub box
Wanna Be
[Lauryn]
Can it be I stayed away too long,
Did I leave your mind when I was gone?
Well its not my thing trying to get back
But this time let me tell you where Im at
CHORUS
Said I wanna be where you are
Everywhere you are
I gotta gotta be where you are
Everywhere you are
[Wyclef]
Everybody got a brother that rap, a sister that sings
A cousin that sling, and uncle upstate (bing)
Beef on the block, war with the cops
Farmers with crops, shovels in they hand
Screaming legalize the Peter Tosh they even got,
Hip hop cups, follow me red dots,
Keep a camcorder just in case they wanna frame the author,
Caught you off guard this verse is unexpected,
Listen, Like when I rhymed on Big Puns record
I got a swagger that cut any rapper, mind over matter
Lyrical dagger, like alcohol Im bad for your liver,
Quiver, shiver, body temperature
Get found in Hudson River,
Deliver a message to your mom, you wont be coming home,
The runner becomes the gunner, the gunner becomes the hunter,
The hunter becomes the hunted, on Americas Most Wanted,
I reminisce, had no cash for the mall
But excited tonight cuz we the opening act for Biggie Smalls
CHORUS X1
[Lauryn]
We entered into hip hop, we were young gifted and boundless
Attracted to the freedom, courage, power, profoundness,
We had our pretensions, dissensions, conventions,
But there was (remember), we were open to the challenge,
Then came the fame, money, notoriety, hypocrisy, then anxiety,
Most of us suffered quietly,
From PR to ER, our freedom got detoured,
Truth turned to folklore, youths turned to coke sleeper,
Escaped from reality, afraid of exposure,
Prior denied closure, did what they told ya,
Agendas and egos, they began to live through us,
Started to take from us, what they was supposed to give to us,
Distorted dynamics, making egos gigantic,
emotional artists got bought, sold, and d-d-damaged,
black disadvantaged, no facts, ask, mismanaged,
bad contracts the standard, take land back demand it,
CHORUS X1
[Pras]
Yo its the most blunted, yeah, the most wanted,
House of Fugee stay the most haunted,
Guys and dolls, young bright, on it
Ten years later, aint it ironic,
Straight 16s, up the spleen,
Triple beam like Sinatra, Davis, and Dean,
Everything in between, if you know what I mean,
Wanna be where you are is the Amerikkkan dream,
But I was often told, I was off my road,
Never sold my soul, for the glitter of gold,
Let the truth be told, I made the mold,
Twenty-three years, twenty million sold,
It be classic man, like spaghetti westerns
Blackberry style, always texting.
Bombing on your dial, Funkmaster flexing
Its the raw hip-hop to keepem guessing.
[Lauryn]
I wanna be, I wanna be, ooooh, yeah yeah yeah
I gotta be, I gotta be, yeah yeah
I wanna be, I wanna be, oooooh, hey hey baby
I gotta be, I gotta be, yeah yeah
CHORUS x1
Can it be I stayed away too long,
Did I leave your mind when I was gone?
Well its not my thing trying to get back
But this time let me tell you where Im at
CHORUS
Said I wanna be where you are
Everywhere you are
I gotta gotta be where you are
Everywhere you are
[Wyclef]
Everybody got a brother that rap, a sister that sings
A cousin that sling, and uncle upstate (bing)
Beef on the block, war with the cops
Farmers with crops, shovels in they hand
Screaming legalize the Peter Tosh they even got,
Hip hop cups, follow me red dots,
Keep a camcorder just in case they wanna frame the author,
Caught you off guard this verse is unexpected,
Listen, Like when I rhymed on Big Puns record
I got a swagger that cut any rapper, mind over matter
Lyrical dagger, like alcohol Im bad for your liver,
Quiver, shiver, body temperature
Get found in Hudson River,
Deliver a message to your mom, you wont be coming home,
The runner becomes the gunner, the gunner becomes the hunter,
The hunter becomes the hunted, on Americas Most Wanted,
I reminisce, had no cash for the mall
But excited tonight cuz we the opening act for Biggie Smalls
CHORUS X1
[Lauryn]
We entered into hip hop, we were young gifted and boundless
Attracted to the freedom, courage, power, profoundness,
We had our pretensions, dissensions, conventions,
But there was (remember), we were open to the challenge,
Then came the fame, money, notoriety, hypocrisy, then anxiety,
Most of us suffered quietly,
From PR to ER, our freedom got detoured,
Truth turned to folklore, youths turned to coke sleeper,
Escaped from reality, afraid of exposure,
Prior denied closure, did what they told ya,
Agendas and egos, they began to live through us,
Started to take from us, what they was supposed to give to us,
Distorted dynamics, making egos gigantic,
emotional artists got bought, sold, and d-d-damaged,
black disadvantaged, no facts, ask, mismanaged,
bad contracts the standard, take land back demand it,
CHORUS X1
[Pras]
Yo its the most blunted, yeah, the most wanted,
House of Fugee stay the most haunted,
Guys and dolls, young bright, on it
Ten years later, aint it ironic,
Straight 16s, up the spleen,
Triple beam like Sinatra, Davis, and Dean,
Everything in between, if you know what I mean,
Wanna be where you are is the Amerikkkan dream,
But I was often told, I was off my road,
Never sold my soul, for the glitter of gold,
Let the truth be told, I made the mold,
Twenty-three years, twenty million sold,
It be classic man, like spaghetti westerns
Blackberry style, always texting.
Bombing on your dial, Funkmaster flexing
Its the raw hip-hop to keepem guessing.
[Lauryn]
I wanna be, I wanna be, ooooh, yeah yeah yeah
I gotta be, I gotta be, yeah yeah
I wanna be, I wanna be, oooooh, hey hey baby
I gotta be, I gotta be, yeah yeah
CHORUS x1