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Michael Jackson - 2 Bad (ReFugee Camp Remix)
Poor Righteous Teacher - Allies
Kulcha Don - Bellevue 'Da Bomb' feat. The Fugees
Cypress Hill - Boom Biddy Bye Bye (The Fugees Remix)
Bounty Killer - Hip Hopera (Mr. Punk) feat. The Fugees
2 Bad (Refugee Camp Mix)
No Mercy,
This is officially a Refugee Camp Remix,
Home with it.
I'm right back where I wanna be,
Told me that you're doin' wrong, (oh my, zippin' through)
Word out shockin' all alone (no)
Cryin' wolf ain't like a man
Throwin' rocks to hide your hand (yeah hey)
You ain't done enough for me
You ain't done enough for me
You are disgustin' me
(Yeah, yeah)
You're aiming just for me
You are disgustin' me
Just want your cut from me
But too bad, too bad
Ah, look who just walked in the place (refugee camp)
Dead and stuffy in the face (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Look who's standing if you please (yeah yeah yeah)
No, though you tried to bring me to my knees
Too bad, too bad about it
Why don't you scream and shout it
Too bad, too bad about it
Why don't you just scream and shout it
Too bad, too bad about it
Why don't you scream and shout it
[2 Bad (Refugee Camp Mix) lyrics on http://www.elyricsworld.com]
Too bad, too bad about it
Why don't you just scream and shout it
You say jump forte
Like the major holiday,
I met with MJ on the ranch of seven fey,
Flowin' to them g six, that's how you saw them remix,
Blast off a cramp while I laugh at yo re-six,
T double O B A to the D,
You just double A,
Small town battery,
Buffet,
You can't eat of them floor we bend,
Word like the power lunch of the four seasons,
Too bad.
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
Tired of you haunting me
(Yeah, yeah)
You're aiming just for me
You are disgustin' me
You got blood lust for me
But too bad, too bad
Look who got slapped in the face (refugee camp),
It's dead and stuffy in the p
No Mercy,
This is officially a Refugee Camp Remix,
Home with it.
I'm right back where I wanna be,
Told me that you're doin' wrong, (oh my, zippin' through)
Word out shockin' all alone (no)
Cryin' wolf ain't like a man
Throwin' rocks to hide your hand (yeah hey)
You ain't done enough for me
You ain't done enough for me
You are disgustin' me
(Yeah, yeah)
You're aiming just for me
You are disgustin' me
Just want your cut from me
But too bad, too bad
Ah, look who just walked in the place (refugee camp)
Dead and stuffy in the face (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Look who's standing if you please (yeah yeah yeah)
No, though you tried to bring me to my knees
Too bad, too bad about it
Why don't you scream and shout it
Too bad, too bad about it
Why don't you just scream and shout it
Too bad, too bad about it
Why don't you scream and shout it
[2 Bad (Refugee Camp Mix) lyrics on http://www.elyricsworld.com]
Too bad, too bad about it
Why don't you just scream and shout it
You say jump forte
Like the major holiday,
I met with MJ on the ranch of seven fey,
Flowin' to them g six, that's how you saw them remix,
Blast off a cramp while I laugh at yo re-six,
T double O B A to the D,
You just double A,
Small town battery,
Buffet,
You can't eat of them floor we bend,
Word like the power lunch of the four seasons,
Too bad.
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
Tired of you haunting me
(Yeah, yeah)
You're aiming just for me
You are disgustin' me
You got blood lust for me
But too bad, too bad
Look who got slapped in the face (refugee camp),
It's dead and stuffy in the p
Poor Righteous Teacher - Allies
[Pras]
Walk around in the record industry
I'm looking at all the Pharasees
Asking me where I'm going
All I know is one day that Babylon will be fallen
They welcome me into Jerusalem
Eighty *****s highly crucial by Ham
I got my .45 by my side
Just in case another ***** tests me someone's gonna die
[Wyclef Jean]
Bo bo so bo I leave the boat for the pope
Smoke mad weed but not touch Bayley Coke
Primary purpose of the set
Is to present techniques and guided practice
And forced access to forfeit
Emcees lose focus
Wyclef to accomplish throwing crumbs in the hell pit
Vocabulary, comprehension, steady reading and critical analyzing
Techniques to enable DJ's to interact with my material
Play it on your turntable scratch it if you're able
Characteristics, circumstances
Will determine how long you live Mr. actor, Mrs. actress
[Pras]
I act will snatch gats from kids with packed back black raps
In an Ac to get with that
LH: Ah ah ah ah
WI: Easy!
[Wise Intelligent]
Black people say I represent when I get my chance
But when I'm rippin' to this beat, yo it's my nubian dance
That I be doing
Around these suckers' titles that I ruin
Although you do not like the flow you should not have been booing
Now you and your crew had better get your act together
Before I have to cut the fool release the stormy weather
Whatever you say, but ***** pop your **** my way
And you'll be screaming "Mercy me" like if your name was Marvin Gaye
Now put it away and stay the **** up out my face
I smack you in the mouth homeboy and you'll be missing taste
What a waste to everything existing up till now
So many claiming butter but just don't be knowing how
LH: Ah ah ah
WI: So my selector, come with the rhythm!
[Pras]
For sure I'm law to be the poor righteous conscious
You might just feel thrust when I touch like Midas
My toungue is gigantic, lyrics are tremendous
Wyclef and Pras they drop hits wherever they goes like Gladys
Catch the midnight train to Georgia
As my tongue does a dropkick like Sgt. Slaughter
New world order, you lions who are trying to roar
I'll silence you lambs like Jodie Foster
There's no need to feel sentimental
Parental guidance is advised for those who despise
The Wise and Intelligent, Refugees, immigrants
LH: Ah ah ah ah
WI: My selector, Culture Freedom lay the wickedest basslines
[Wise Intelligent]
May...I... kick a little something for the G-O-D's in the J-E-are-S-E-why
Because you *****s know me I'm the da gan ya dee
Sixteen five four three five coincide freak wise
Time you recognize who run up in the nine
Rush like water raw cuts in your guts
Trails from Rozelle oh hell we rock bells
Live as Stuyvesant, Wise and them, rise again
The Gods A.V.G. they'll bomb Washin-
No man 'em trouble they jet something
Don't make me have to kick you on your God damned chin
I'll frappe you in your head with bottle of Heinekein
La
Mister Wise
[Lauryn Hill]
OK, ha
My intellect will protect what you threaten
Captain to Lieutenant, even take cadets in
I take them all rich and to the powerful
Don't fear no other force I be defining your hardcore
The folklore you spread down over tracks
Got you gassed off some **** may I suggest Ex-Lax
Relax! Your whole perception seems to be distorted
In my dimensions fake refugees get deported
Jokers be biting each other's styles so much it's eerie
So many deja vu's but can't no other crews come near me
It's weary, my brothers couldn't hold this if they grasped it
Confession to Jesus are even tried to master
I passed it off the levels of your mere mathematics
I'm on some astrophysics Quantum Leaping on your tactics
Triple bypasses, your crew's slow as molasses
While I amass cream like Jackie Kennedy Onassis
Ah ah ah ah
Refugee P.R.T. connect
New Jersey, this is how we do it
WI: If hip hop was a thing that money could not buy
The righteous would never live and the righteous would never die
Poor Righteous teachers and Refugees come to testify
We world sexy style
Yo
Walk around in the record industry
I'm looking at all the Pharasees
Asking me where I'm going
All I know is one day that Babylon will be fallen
They welcome me into Jerusalem
Eighty *****s highly crucial by Ham
I got my .45 by my side
Just in case another ***** tests me someone's gonna die
[Wyclef Jean]
Bo bo so bo I leave the boat for the pope
Smoke mad weed but not touch Bayley Coke
Primary purpose of the set
Is to present techniques and guided practice
And forced access to forfeit
Emcees lose focus
Wyclef to accomplish throwing crumbs in the hell pit
Vocabulary, comprehension, steady reading and critical analyzing
Techniques to enable DJ's to interact with my material
Play it on your turntable scratch it if you're able
Characteristics, circumstances
Will determine how long you live Mr. actor, Mrs. actress
[Pras]
I act will snatch gats from kids with packed back black raps
In an Ac to get with that
LH: Ah ah ah ah
WI: Easy!
[Wise Intelligent]
Black people say I represent when I get my chance
But when I'm rippin' to this beat, yo it's my nubian dance
That I be doing
Around these suckers' titles that I ruin
Although you do not like the flow you should not have been booing
Now you and your crew had better get your act together
Before I have to cut the fool release the stormy weather
Whatever you say, but ***** pop your **** my way
And you'll be screaming "Mercy me" like if your name was Marvin Gaye
Now put it away and stay the **** up out my face
I smack you in the mouth homeboy and you'll be missing taste
What a waste to everything existing up till now
So many claiming butter but just don't be knowing how
LH: Ah ah ah
WI: So my selector, come with the rhythm!
[Pras]
For sure I'm law to be the poor righteous conscious
You might just feel thrust when I touch like Midas
My toungue is gigantic, lyrics are tremendous
Wyclef and Pras they drop hits wherever they goes like Gladys
Catch the midnight train to Georgia
As my tongue does a dropkick like Sgt. Slaughter
New world order, you lions who are trying to roar
I'll silence you lambs like Jodie Foster
There's no need to feel sentimental
Parental guidance is advised for those who despise
The Wise and Intelligent, Refugees, immigrants
LH: Ah ah ah ah
WI: My selector, Culture Freedom lay the wickedest basslines
[Wise Intelligent]
May...I... kick a little something for the G-O-D's in the J-E-are-S-E-why
Because you *****s know me I'm the da gan ya dee
Sixteen five four three five coincide freak wise
Time you recognize who run up in the nine
Rush like water raw cuts in your guts
Trails from Rozelle oh hell we rock bells
Live as Stuyvesant, Wise and them, rise again
The Gods A.V.G. they'll bomb Washin-
No man 'em trouble they jet something
Don't make me have to kick you on your God damned chin
I'll frappe you in your head with bottle of Heinekein
La
Mister Wise
[Lauryn Hill]
OK, ha
My intellect will protect what you threaten
Captain to Lieutenant, even take cadets in
I take them all rich and to the powerful
Don't fear no other force I be defining your hardcore
The folklore you spread down over tracks
Got you gassed off some **** may I suggest Ex-Lax
Relax! Your whole perception seems to be distorted
In my dimensions fake refugees get deported
Jokers be biting each other's styles so much it's eerie
So many deja vu's but can't no other crews come near me
It's weary, my brothers couldn't hold this if they grasped it
Confession to Jesus are even tried to master
I passed it off the levels of your mere mathematics
I'm on some astrophysics Quantum Leaping on your tactics
Triple bypasses, your crew's slow as molasses
While I amass cream like Jackie Kennedy Onassis
Ah ah ah ah
Refugee P.R.T. connect
New Jersey, this is how we do it
WI: If hip hop was a thing that money could not buy
The righteous would never live and the righteous would never die
Poor Righteous teachers and Refugees come to testify
We world sexy style
Yo
Kulcha Don - Bellevue 'Da Bomb' feat. The Fugees
Wyclef
We gon' start like this
It was a sunday, a bloody sunday
I sat up in my province
And he brought me sympathy
But it still couldn't change my conscience
Death becomes him
My silence becomes my master
My best friend goes like Casper to the hereafter
When the cops raid, we were playing the game of spade
Back to back, exposures from a hand grenade
Just like that, a simple impact
Causing him to see black, he fell into the gap
Kulcha Don
Say Mister Man make some................
Tonight, tonight big things a' go happen
Boy disrespect us and we can't do him nothin'
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Rude boy, what you a' go dooooo
Pras
Pretty boy, Floyd, wanted to fill the void
So he got employed running numbers for the boys
From the employer to the employee
Like Supercat and Heavy-D
"Dem no worry we."
Wyclef
That's little Billy, silly, sitting in front of the TV
Drinking so he's loose, gettin' souped off the movie Juice.
Pras
Just like this, he works the night shift
Smoking spliff 'cause reality he just can't drift
Kulcha Don
Who can that be knocking at my door?
.......................................................
.........................................................
.........................................................
Lauryn
Marvin, I know it takes some effort to be clean
Especially when you only follow green
But to be redeemed, when you lacking self-esteem
If you got the right team, ain't nothing wrong with making cream
But sometimes it seems like the whole scheme is dream
The American Regime got us ripping at the seams
Feigns move like machines, searching chemical dreams
So Refugees moving teams like we Idi Amin.
Kulcha
.............................................
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...............................................
We gon' start like this
It was a sunday, a bloody sunday
I sat up in my province
And he brought me sympathy
But it still couldn't change my conscience
Death becomes him
My silence becomes my master
My best friend goes like Casper to the hereafter
When the cops raid, we were playing the game of spade
Back to back, exposures from a hand grenade
Just like that, a simple impact
Causing him to see black, he fell into the gap
Kulcha Don
Say Mister Man make some................
Tonight, tonight big things a' go happen
Boy disrespect us and we can't do him nothin'
..................................................................
..................................................................
..................................................................
..................................................................
Rude boy, what you a' go dooooo
Pras
Pretty boy, Floyd, wanted to fill the void
So he got employed running numbers for the boys
From the employer to the employee
Like Supercat and Heavy-D
"Dem no worry we."
Wyclef
That's little Billy, silly, sitting in front of the TV
Drinking so he's loose, gettin' souped off the movie Juice.
Pras
Just like this, he works the night shift
Smoking spliff 'cause reality he just can't drift
Kulcha Don
Who can that be knocking at my door?
.......................................................
.........................................................
.........................................................
Lauryn
Marvin, I know it takes some effort to be clean
Especially when you only follow green
But to be redeemed, when you lacking self-esteem
If you got the right team, ain't nothing wrong with making cream
But sometimes it seems like the whole scheme is dream
The American Regime got us ripping at the seams
Feigns move like machines, searching chemical dreams
So Refugees moving teams like we Idi Amin.
Kulcha
.............................................
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Cypress Hill - Boom Biddy Bye Bye (The Fugees Remix)
Refugee camp with Cypress Hill
(Yo, bringin' it on)
Cubans meet the Haitians
Perfect combination, check it
You say guns
I say pistolas
Well, if you got beef son
Callate la boca
Go meet me on the island where the Cubans meet the Haitians
A bullet beats the verbal lyrical assassination
From L.A. to Brooklyn, why you doin' all that talkin'?
Think you got a soul but you're a Dead Man Walkin'
Yo toast the host from coasts' we boast
When we meet again, I will be Casper that friendly ghost
You'll hear shots, like the show cops
Things are still the same, I'm still growin' crops
Wyclef with B-real
Let me build better yet
Killa be kill
Yo B-real watch your grip
Hi, boom biddy bye bye
You open up your eyes, you'll be the next one to die
Boom biddy bye bye
Ohh, as simple as they come as as simple as they die
Boom biddy bye bye
Yo, who told the boy, to pack a forty-five
Boom biddy bye bye
Now, he rest in the place that they call paradise
Fools run up, but they've never seen the last
Spread your last lyrics get broken like glass
Can he pass or does he possess the will
Or does he need to create to keep him straight on the real?
Punks are broken, some day fall off the ledge
Refugee camp bringin', it straight over the edge
You duck as I fluff, the feathers from ya skin
How ya gonna win that's like Satan without no sin
(Without no sin)
They'll never happen while I'm rappin' I be watchin'
The Philistines, creepin' up in Manhattan
The sun turn up though Wyclef produce a track with muggs
But there's no survivors, they all died in the flood
[ From: www.metrolyrics.com/boom-biddy-bye-bye-fugees-remix-lyrics-cypress-hill.html ]
Hi, boom biddy bye bye
You open up your eyes, you'll be the next one to die
Boom biddy bye bye
Ohh, as simple as they come as as simple as they die
Boom biddy bye bye
Yo, who told the boy, to pack a forty-five
Boom biddy bye bye
Now, he rest in the place that they call paradise
Yo, once a child, twice a villain
If this was drugs, I'd make a million off this combination
They say, you're dope Clef, you're dope so they offer me sess and beer
Beware, you pull your wallet Mr. Thief stares
The opposite direction of the room, he pulled his gun and said
I'm doomed join the son of man in the tomb
I see the soldiers, comin' from out the shadows
Ready for battle, ain't tryin' to hear the baffled
Warriors lined up in full war gear
In it to win it if it goes on for years
Dedicated to the stable of the assassins
Revolutionaries just bring on the action
Hi, boom biddy bye bye
You open up your eyes, you'll be the next one to die
Boom biddy bye bye
Ohh, as simple as they come as as simple as they die
Boom biddy bye bye
Yo, who told the boy, to pack a forty-five
Boom biddy bye bye
Now, he rest in the place that they call paradise
Soldier man
(Rewind selector)
Soldier man
Refugee soldier man
Brooklyn soldier man
L.A massive soldier man
New Jersey massive soldier man
Uptown massive soldier man
Long Beach massive soldier man
You know the whole world watches soldier man
[Incomprehensible]
Read more: CYPRESS HILL - BOOM BIDDY BYE BYE (FUGEES REMIX) LYRICS
(Yo, bringin' it on)
Cubans meet the Haitians
Perfect combination, check it
You say guns
I say pistolas
Well, if you got beef son
Callate la boca
Go meet me on the island where the Cubans meet the Haitians
A bullet beats the verbal lyrical assassination
From L.A. to Brooklyn, why you doin' all that talkin'?
Think you got a soul but you're a Dead Man Walkin'
Yo toast the host from coasts' we boast
When we meet again, I will be Casper that friendly ghost
You'll hear shots, like the show cops
Things are still the same, I'm still growin' crops
Wyclef with B-real
Let me build better yet
Killa be kill
Yo B-real watch your grip
Hi, boom biddy bye bye
You open up your eyes, you'll be the next one to die
Boom biddy bye bye
Ohh, as simple as they come as as simple as they die
Boom biddy bye bye
Yo, who told the boy, to pack a forty-five
Boom biddy bye bye
Now, he rest in the place that they call paradise
Fools run up, but they've never seen the last
Spread your last lyrics get broken like glass
Can he pass or does he possess the will
Or does he need to create to keep him straight on the real?
Punks are broken, some day fall off the ledge
Refugee camp bringin', it straight over the edge
You duck as I fluff, the feathers from ya skin
How ya gonna win that's like Satan without no sin
(Without no sin)
They'll never happen while I'm rappin' I be watchin'
The Philistines, creepin' up in Manhattan
The sun turn up though Wyclef produce a track with muggs
But there's no survivors, they all died in the flood
[ From: www.metrolyrics.com/boom-biddy-bye-bye-fugees-remix-lyrics-cypress-hill.html ]
Hi, boom biddy bye bye
You open up your eyes, you'll be the next one to die
Boom biddy bye bye
Ohh, as simple as they come as as simple as they die
Boom biddy bye bye
Yo, who told the boy, to pack a forty-five
Boom biddy bye bye
Now, he rest in the place that they call paradise
Yo, once a child, twice a villain
If this was drugs, I'd make a million off this combination
They say, you're dope Clef, you're dope so they offer me sess and beer
Beware, you pull your wallet Mr. Thief stares
The opposite direction of the room, he pulled his gun and said
I'm doomed join the son of man in the tomb
I see the soldiers, comin' from out the shadows
Ready for battle, ain't tryin' to hear the baffled
Warriors lined up in full war gear
In it to win it if it goes on for years
Dedicated to the stable of the assassins
Revolutionaries just bring on the action
Hi, boom biddy bye bye
You open up your eyes, you'll be the next one to die
Boom biddy bye bye
Ohh, as simple as they come as as simple as they die
Boom biddy bye bye
Yo, who told the boy, to pack a forty-five
Boom biddy bye bye
Now, he rest in the place that they call paradise
Soldier man
(Rewind selector)
Soldier man
Refugee soldier man
Brooklyn soldier man
L.A massive soldier man
New Jersey massive soldier man
Uptown massive soldier man
Long Beach massive soldier man
You know the whole world watches soldier man
[Incomprehensible]
Read more: CYPRESS HILL - BOOM BIDDY BYE BYE (FUGEES REMIX) LYRICS
Bounty Killer - Hip Hopera (Mr. Punk) feat. The Fugees
Intro, Chorus:
Michael Jackson brought you Thriller
It made all the gun-man hollar
Mack 11 guard your grilla
First verse: Lauryn Hill, Bounty Killer
( Lauryn )
Why you gwan, watch out for Babylon, MC's babble on and on I phenom,
Bomb like Ethiopians, not Italions, Queen Asheba, balance like a Libra,
Rain like meteor storms, that change forms like the pillars of Islam,
Make the best rule, and f**k the rest who'll, it takes one drop of
Purity to clean the cess pool, the next crew, will be comprised of kings
And queens wearing crowns and holiday scepters, facing Mecca, making
Records, raiding biblio-techas, I sip nectars with gods in the
Streetapparel, keep the path straight and narrow while we bombin' on
Pharaoh, so Bounty Killer pour the sorrel let's make plans for tommorow,
( Bounty Killer )
Cause if it's down a Sodom and Gommorah Refugees we nah go so
Chorus
Second verse: Bounty Killer, Wyclef
( Bounty Killer )
So talk weel if you vex, try and jump in a mi chest, you Mr. Punk, well
Come and do your next best, mi end you distress, mi lay you to rest,
Askel 45, Fugees dem tech. Well talk well if you vex, try and jump inna
Mi chest, you Mr. Punk, well come and do your next best, mi end you
Distress, mi lay you to rest, rappers from the east and rappers from the
West, well
( Wyclef )
Yo, five years old I heard shots out the window, I thought that it was
Zorro, driving in from Mexico, I asked my father Pablo who the hell is
This Paco, he said It's Bounty Killer, He's driving in from Montego.
( Bounty Killer )
That's when shots start to echo from yah so and from deh so, well that
Is the life of a black person from the ghetto, moving 40 kilo, from here to
Puerto Rico, smoke my manifico, but i never do perico.
( Wyclef )
Yo, this is a sound clash, you ain't fit for the job, you're girl thingy,
And you're making my thingy hard, you wanna rap, here's presents, go rap
It in a box, you versus me is like a mouse versus a ox, Wyclef,
Preacher's son, I sing a hym the lights get dim, reflection of the end,
Is your face facing a coffin, oops, to abstract so you kill me with
Gaps, figments of your imagination, you never delt with incarceration.
( Bounty Killer )
Thought i heard you want to be my rival, askel 45 a it a idol, them
Start war end no seek survival, Refugees we gonna treat them
Detrimental, Punks, fools.
Bridge: Wyclef, Bounty
Another sound boy dies, slow deth, Refugee Camp, Bounty Killer......
Chorus
Third verse: Praz, Wyclef, Praz, Bounty Killer
( Praz )
Through the temples of doom somehow we managed to bloom like blossoms,
By any means necessary said Malcolm, nights before battle we play dead
Like possums, mimimizing our losses like caution to the maximum,
Stratiges for the Refugees, how many mics do you trip, I say not to many
Yo, which man runs from my magnum,
Haitian shot a man
Them blame Jamaicans
Chorus
( Bounty Killer )
Yeah, yeah yeah.....
Outro: Bounty Killer, Wyclef
Well talk well if you vex, try and jump in a mi chest, you Mr. Punk,
Well come and do your next best, mi end you distress, mi lay you to
Rest, askel 45, New York gun take, well talk if you vex, try and jump in
A mi chest, so Mr. Punk, well come and do your next best, mi end you
Distress, mi lay you to rest, askel 45, California take, well, well
( Wyclef )
Bounty Killer on the borderline, Refugee camp, Wyclef, L. Boogie,
Prazwell and it don't stop.
( music fades )
Michael Jackson brought you Thriller
It made all the gun-man hollar
Mack 11 guard your grilla
First verse: Lauryn Hill, Bounty Killer
( Lauryn )
Why you gwan, watch out for Babylon, MC's babble on and on I phenom,
Bomb like Ethiopians, not Italions, Queen Asheba, balance like a Libra,
Rain like meteor storms, that change forms like the pillars of Islam,
Make the best rule, and f**k the rest who'll, it takes one drop of
Purity to clean the cess pool, the next crew, will be comprised of kings
And queens wearing crowns and holiday scepters, facing Mecca, making
Records, raiding biblio-techas, I sip nectars with gods in the
Streetapparel, keep the path straight and narrow while we bombin' on
Pharaoh, so Bounty Killer pour the sorrel let's make plans for tommorow,
( Bounty Killer )
Cause if it's down a Sodom and Gommorah Refugees we nah go so
Chorus
Second verse: Bounty Killer, Wyclef
( Bounty Killer )
So talk weel if you vex, try and jump in a mi chest, you Mr. Punk, well
Come and do your next best, mi end you distress, mi lay you to rest,
Askel 45, Fugees dem tech. Well talk well if you vex, try and jump inna
Mi chest, you Mr. Punk, well come and do your next best, mi end you
Distress, mi lay you to rest, rappers from the east and rappers from the
West, well
( Wyclef )
Yo, five years old I heard shots out the window, I thought that it was
Zorro, driving in from Mexico, I asked my father Pablo who the hell is
This Paco, he said It's Bounty Killer, He's driving in from Montego.
( Bounty Killer )
That's when shots start to echo from yah so and from deh so, well that
Is the life of a black person from the ghetto, moving 40 kilo, from here to
Puerto Rico, smoke my manifico, but i never do perico.
( Wyclef )
Yo, this is a sound clash, you ain't fit for the job, you're girl thingy,
And you're making my thingy hard, you wanna rap, here's presents, go rap
It in a box, you versus me is like a mouse versus a ox, Wyclef,
Preacher's son, I sing a hym the lights get dim, reflection of the end,
Is your face facing a coffin, oops, to abstract so you kill me with
Gaps, figments of your imagination, you never delt with incarceration.
( Bounty Killer )
Thought i heard you want to be my rival, askel 45 a it a idol, them
Start war end no seek survival, Refugees we gonna treat them
Detrimental, Punks, fools.
Bridge: Wyclef, Bounty
Another sound boy dies, slow deth, Refugee Camp, Bounty Killer......
Chorus
Third verse: Praz, Wyclef, Praz, Bounty Killer
( Praz )
Through the temples of doom somehow we managed to bloom like blossoms,
By any means necessary said Malcolm, nights before battle we play dead
Like possums, mimimizing our losses like caution to the maximum,
Stratiges for the Refugees, how many mics do you trip, I say not to many
Yo, which man runs from my magnum,
Haitian shot a man
Them blame Jamaicans
Chorus
( Bounty Killer )
Yeah, yeah yeah.....
Outro: Bounty Killer, Wyclef
Well talk well if you vex, try and jump in a mi chest, you Mr. Punk,
Well come and do your next best, mi end you distress, mi lay you to
Rest, askel 45, New York gun take, well talk if you vex, try and jump in
A mi chest, so Mr. Punk, well come and do your next best, mi end you
Distress, mi lay you to rest, askel 45, California take, well, well
( Wyclef )
Bounty Killer on the borderline, Refugee camp, Wyclef, L. Boogie,
Prazwell and it don't stop.
( music fades )