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from Fugees - No Woman No Cry [single] (1997)
A dedication to all the refugees worldwide
One time say, say, say I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in Brooklyn Oba-Observing the crookedness As it mingled with the good people we meet Good friends we had, oh Good friends we've lost along the way In this great future you can't forget your past So dry your tears I say And to my peeps who passed away No woman, no cry No woman no cry, say say say Hey little sister, don't shed no tears No woman no cry, say say say I remember when we used to rock In a project yard in Jersey And little Georgie would make the firelight As stolen cars passed through the night And then we'd hit the corner store For roots, paper, and brew brew My drinks my only remedy For pain of losing family But while I'm gone Shorty Everything's gonna be alright Everything's gonna be alright Fugees come to the dance tonight Everything's gonna be alright O everything's gonna be alright The gun man's in the house tonight But everything's gonna be alright Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah No woman no cry, no woman no cry Hey, little sister, don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say I remember when we used to sit In a government yard in Trenchtown Oba-Observing the hypocrites As they mingled with the good people we meet Good friends we had Oh Good friends we've lost Along the way hey In this great future you can't forget your past So dry your tears I say And no woman no cry. No woman no cry say say say Hey, little sistser, don't shed no tears No woman no cry and to my peeps who passed away Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah |
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from Fugees - No Woman No Cry [single] (1997)
A dedication to all the refugees worldwide
One time say, say, say I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in Brooklyn Oba-Observing the crookedness As it mingled with the good people we meet Good friends we had, oh Good friends we've lost along the way In this great future you can't forget your past So dry your tears I say And to my peeps who passed away No woman, no cry No woman no cry, say say say Hey little sister, don't shed no tears No woman no cry, say say say I remember when we used to rock In a project yard in Jersey And little Georgie would make the firelight As stolen cars passed through the night And then we'd hit the corner store For roots, paper, and brew brew My drinks my only remedy For pain of losing family But while I'm gone Shorty Everything's gonna be alright Everything's gonna be alright Fugees come to the dance tonight Everything's gonna be alright O everything's gonna be alright The gun man's in the house tonight But everything's gonna be alright Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah No woman no cry, no woman no cry Hey, little sister, don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say I remember when we used to sit In a government yard in Trenchtown Oba-Observing the hypocrites As they mingled with the good people we meet Good friends we had Oh Good friends we've lost Along the way hey In this great future you can't forget your past So dry your tears I say And no woman no cry. No woman no cry say say say Hey, little sistser, don't shed no tears No woman no cry and to my peeps who passed away Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah |
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from Lauryn Hill - The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill (1998)
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you. You'd be like heaven to touch. I wanna hold you so much. At long last love has arrived. And I thank God I'm alive. You're just too good to be true. Can't take my eyes off you. Pardon the way that I stare. There's nothing else to compare. The sight of you leaves me weak. There are no words left to speak. But if you feel like I feel. Please let me know that it's real. You're just too good to be true. Can't take my eyes off you. I need you baby, and if it's quite all right, I need you baby to warm a lonely night. I love you baby. Trust in me when I say: okay. Oh pretty baby, don't bring me down I pray. Oh pretty baby, now that I found you, stay. And let me love you, oh baby let me love you, oh baby.... You're just too good to be true. Can't take my eyes off you. You'd be like heaven to touch. I wanna hold you so much. At long last love has arrived. And I thank God I'm alive. You're just too good to be true. Can't take my eyes off you. I need you baby, and if it's quite all right, I need you baby to warm a lonely night. I love you baby. Trust in me when I say: it's okay. Oh pretty baby, don't let me down I pray. Oh pretty baby, now that I found you, stay. And let me love you, oh baby let me love you, oh baby.... I need you baby, and if it's quite all right, I love you baby, you warm the lonely nights. I need you baby. Trust in me when I say: it's okay. Oh pretty baby, don't let me down I pray. Oh pretty baby, now that I found you, stay. |
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from Santana 16집 - Supernatural (1999)
Watch the master plan, the pastures span
Through the streets, move the sheep Flipped the beat, like the shepherd It’s a new day, my crew stay forever striving Give thanks cause we alive, and been through the gutter Now we see the horizon It’s clear to me now Used to be confused, took a lot of years to see how Now, we moving planets Take the average mind and expand it You take for granted like we’re always gonna be disadvantaged But soon come, it soon come, ya soon done Ya start run, you stumble, we catch one In the rhythm, Santana lick the guits with precision Not accidental, intentional conscious decision To Zion, we’re marching through with African Mayans Conquering Babylon with the heart of a lion And the walls of Jericho come a-tumbling down Tell me, how long has it been Is everything, everything alright my friend You see, time is passing, people asking how come none of this ain’t lasting Money will make people deal like they don’t even have to feel But no, it ain’t real, it ain’t real Oh, do you like the way that it’s going down Do you like the way that it’s going down Ooh, do you like the way How long, how long will we wait, to sit down and communicate See, everything is relative, if you want to get then give Can’t we all just build and live,can’t we, can’t we? Do you like the way that it’s going down Do you like the way that it’s going down Do you like the way that it’s going down Do you like the way that it’s going down |
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from Lauryn Hill - The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill (1998)
It's been three weeks since you've been looking for your friend
The one you let hit it and never called you again 'Member when he told you he was 'bout the Benjamins You act like you ain't hear him then gave him a little trim To begin, how you think you really gon' pretend Like you wasn't down then you called him again Plus when you give it up so easy you ain't even fooling him If you did it then, then you probably f*** again Talking out your neck sayin' you're a Christian A Muslim sleeping with the gin Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in Who you gon' tell when the repercussions spin Showing off your ass 'cause you're thinking it's a trend Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again You know I only say it 'cause I'm truly genuine Don't be a hardrock when you're really a gem Babygirl, respect is just a minimum Niggas f***ed up and you still defending them Now Lauryn is only human Don't think I haven't been through the same predicament Let it sit inside your head like a million women in Philly, Penn. It's silly when girls sell their soul because it's in Look at where you be in hair weaves like Europeans Fake nails done by Koreans Come again Come again, come again, come again, come again Guys you know you better watch out Some girls, some girls are only about That thing, that thing, that thing The second verse is dedicated to the men More concerned with his rims and his Timbs than his women Him and his men come in the club like hooligans Don't care who they offend popping yang like you got yen Let's not pretend, they wanna pack pistol by they waist men Cristal by the case men, still in they mother's basement The pretty face, men claiming that they did a bid men Need to take care of their three and four kids men They facing a court case when the child's support late Money taking, heart breaking now you wonder why women hate men The sneaky silent men the punk domestic violence men The quick to shoot the s***n stop acting like boys and be men How you gon' win when you ain't right within How you gon' win when you ain't right within How you gon' win when you ain't right within Come again Come again, come again, come again, come again Girls you know you better watch out Some guys, some guys are only about |
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from With H - Doo Wop (2004)
Girls you know you'd better
watch out Some guys some guys are only about That thing that thing that thing That thing that thing that thing It's been three weeks since you were looking for your friend The one you let hit it and never called you again Remember when he told you he was about the benjamins You act like you ain't here him but gave him a little trim To begin how you think you're really going to pretend Like you wasn't down and you called him again Plus when you give it up so easy you ain't even foolin him If you did it then then you'd probably do it again Talking out your neck saying you're a Christian A Muslim sleeping with the Gin Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in Who're you going to tell when the repercussions spin Showing off your a because your thinking it's a trend Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again You know I only say it because i'm truly genuine Don't be a hard rock when you really are a gem Baby girl Respect is just the minimum brothas creepin and you still defending him Now Lauryn is only human Don't think I haven't been through the same predicament Let it sit inside your head like a million women in Philly been It's silly when girls sell their souls because it's in Look at what you be in hair weaves like Europeans Fake nails up out Koreans Yo A When when come again Yeah Yeah When when come again Yeah Yeah My friend come again Yeah Yeah Girls you know you'd better watch out Some guys are only about That thing that thing that thing That thing that thing that thing The second verse is dedicated to the men More concerned with his rims and his Tim's than his women Him and his men come in the club like houligans Don't care who they offend Popping game Like you got yen Let's stop pretend the ones that pissed out by they waste men Cristall by the case men still living in his Mother's basement The pretty face men claiming that they be the big men Need to take care of their three and four kids But they face a court case when the child support's late Money taking and heart breaking Now you wonder why women hate men The sleepy silent men The punk domestic violence men Quick to shoot the scene stop acting like boys and be men How you gonna win when you ain't right within How you gonna win when you ain't right within How you gonna win when you ain't right within Unh Unhh Come Again Unh Unhh Come Again Bro Straight come again Sit straight come again Watch out watch out Look out look out Watch out watch out Look out look out Watch out watch out Look out look out Watch out watch out Look out look out Girls you know you'd better watch out Some guys some guys are only about That thing that thing that thing That thing that thing that thing Girls you know you'd better watch out Some guys some guys are only about That thing that thing that thing That thing that thing that thing Girls you know you'd better watch out Some guys some guys are only about That thing that thing |
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from Lauryn Hill - The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill (1998)
I was just alittle girl
Skinny legs, a press and curl My mother always thought I'd be a star But way before my reocrd deal The streets that nurtured Lauryn Hill Made sure that I'd neer go too far Every ghetto, every city and suburban place I've been Make me recall my days in the New Gerusalem Story stars at Hootaville grew up next to Ivy Hill When kids were stealing quartervilles for fun Kill the guy in Carter park Rode a Mongoose 'til it's dark WAtching kids show off the stolen ones Every ghetto, every city and suburban place I've been Make me recall my days in New Jerusalem You know it's hot, don't forget what you've got Looking back Looking back, looking back, looking back You know it's hot, don't forget what you've got Looking back Thinking back, thinking back, thinking back A bag of Bontons, twenty cents and a nickel Springfield Ave, had the best popsicles Saturday morning cartoons and Kung-Fu Main street roots tonic with the deds A beef patty and some coco bread Move the patch from my Lees to the tonguie of my shoe 'Member FrelingHuysen used to have the bomb leather Back when Doug Fresh and Slick Rick were together ooking at the crew, we thought we'd all live forever You know it's hot, don't forget what you've got Looking back Looking back, looking back, looking back You know it's hot, don't forget what you've got Looking back Thinking back, thinking back, thinking back Drill teams on Munn street Remember when Hawthorne and Chancellor had beef Moving Records was on Central Ave. I was there at dancing school South Orange Ave. at Borlin Pool Unaware of what we didn't have Writing your friends' names on you jeans with a marker July 4th races off of Parker Fireworks at Martin stadium The Untouchable P.S.P. , where all them crzy niggers be And car thieves got away though Irvington Hillside brings beef with the cops Self-Destruction record drops And everybody's name was Muslim Sensations and '88 attracted kids from out-of-state And everybody used to do the wop Jack, Jack, Jack ya body Nah, the Biz Mark used to amp up the party I wish those days, they didn't stop Everyghetto every city and suburban place I've been Make me recall my days in New Jerusalem You know it's hot, don't forget what you've got looking back , looking back , looking back, looking back You know it's hot, don't forget what you've got Looking back , looking back , looking back, looking back , looking back , looking back, looking back |
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from Lauryn Hill - The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill (1998)
Everything Is Everything
What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually Everything Is Everything What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually I wrote these words for everyone who struggles in their youth Who won't accept deception in instead of what is truth It seems we lose the game Before we even start to play Who made these rules Who made these rules We're so confused We're so confused Easily led astray Let me tell ya that Everything Is Everything Everything Is Everything After winter must come spring Everything Is Everything I philosophy Possibly speak tongues Beat drum Abyssinian street Baptist this in fine linen from the beginning My practice extending across the atlasI begat this Flipping in the ghetto on a dirty mattress You can't match this rapper slash actress More powerful than two Cleopatras Bomb graffiti on the tomb of on the tomb of Nefertiti MCs ain't ready to take it to the Serengeti My rhymes is heavy like the mind of sister Betty L Boogie spars with stars and constellations Then came down for a little conversation Adjacent to the king fear no human being Roll with cherubims to Nassau Coliseum Now hear this mixture where Hip Hopmeets scripture Develop a negative into a positive picture Now Everything Is Everything What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually Sometimes it seems We'll touch that dream But things come slow not at all And the ones on top won't make it stop So convinced that they might fall Let's love ourselves and we can't fail To make a better situation Tomorrow our seeds will grow All we need is dedication Let me tell ya that Everything Is Everything Everything Is Everything After winter must come spring Everything Is Everything What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually |
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from Lauryn Hill - Everything Is Everything [single] (1999)
Everything Is Everything
What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually Everything Is Everything What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually I wrote these words for everyone who struggles in their youth Who won't accept deception in instead of what is truth It seems we lose the game Before we even start to play Who made these rules Who made these rules We're so confused We're so confused Easily led astray Let me tell ya that Everything Is Everything Everything Is Everything After winter must come spring Everything Is Everything I philosophy Possibly speak tongues Beat drum Abyssinian street Baptist this in fine linen from the beginning My practice extending across the atlasI begat this Flipping in the ghetto on a dirty mattress You can't match this rapper slash actress More powerful than two Cleopatras Bomb graffiti on the tomb of on the tomb of Nefertiti MCs ain't ready to take it to the Serengeti My rhymes is heavy like the mind of sister Betty L Boogie spars with stars and constellations Then came down for a little conversation Adjacent to the king fear no human being Roll with cherubims to Nassau Coliseum Now hear this mixture where Hip Hopmeets scripture Develop a negative into a positive picture Now Everything Is Everything What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually Sometimes it seems We'll touch that dream But things come slow not at all And the ones on top won't make it stop So convinced that they might fall Let's love ourselves and we can't fail To make a better situation Tomorrow our seeds will grow All we need is dedication Let me tell ya that Everything Is Everything Everything Is Everything After winter must come spring Everything Is Everything What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually |
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from Lauryn Hill - Everything Is Everything [single] (1999)
Everything Is Everything
What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually Everything Is Everything What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually I wrote these words for everyone who struggles in their youth Who won't accept deception in instead of what is truth It seems we lose the game Before we even start to play Who made these rules Who made these rules We're so confused We're so confused Easily led astray Let me tell ya that Everything Is Everything Everything Is Everything After winter must come spring Everything Is Everything I philosophy Possibly speak tongues Beat drum Abyssinian street Baptist this in fine linen from the beginning My practice extending across the atlasI begat this Flipping in the ghetto on a dirty mattress You can't match this rapper slash actress More powerful than two Cleopatras Bomb graffiti on the tomb of on the tomb of Nefertiti MCs ain't ready to take it to the Serengeti My rhymes is heavy like the mind of sister Betty L Boogie spars with stars and constellations Then came down for a little conversation Adjacent to the king fear no human being Roll with cherubims to Nassau Coliseum Now hear this mixture where Hip Hopmeets scripture Develop a negative into a positive picture Now Everything Is Everything What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually Sometimes it seems We'll touch that dream But things come slow not at all And the ones on top won't make it stop So convinced that they might fall Let's love ourselves and we can't fail To make a better situation Tomorrow our seeds will grow All we need is dedication Let me tell ya that Everything Is Everything Everything Is Everything After winter must come spring Everything Is Everything What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually |
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from Lauryn Hill - Everything Is Everything [single] (1999)
Everything Is Everything
What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually Everything Is Everything What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually I wrote these words for everyone who struggles in their youth Who won't accept deception in instead of what is truth It seems we lose the game Before we even start to play Who made these rules Who made these rules We're so confused We're so confused Easily led astray Let me tell ya that Everything Is Everything Everything Is Everything After winter must come spring Everything Is Everything I philosophy Possibly speak tongues Beat drum Abyssinian street Baptist this in fine linen from the beginning My practice extending across the atlasI begat this Flipping in the ghetto on a dirty mattress You can't match this rapper slash actress More powerful than two Cleopatras Bomb graffiti on the tomb of on the tomb of Nefertiti MCs ain't ready to take it to the Serengeti My rhymes is heavy like the mind of sister Betty L Boogie spars with stars and constellations Then came down for a little conversation Adjacent to the king fear no human being Roll with cherubims to Nassau Coliseum Now hear this mixture where Hip Hopmeets scripture Develop a negative into a positive picture Now Everything Is Everything What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually Sometimes it seems We'll touch that dream But things come slow not at all And the ones on top won't make it stop So convinced that they might fall Let's love ourselves and we can't fail To make a better situation Tomorrow our seeds will grow All we need is dedication Let me tell ya that Everything Is Everything Everything Is Everything After winter must come spring Everything Is Everything What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually |
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from DOWN TO EARTH Music From The Motion Picture (2001)
Everything Is Everything
What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually Everything Is Everything What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually I wrote these words for everyone who struggles in their youth Who won't accept deception in instead of what is truth It seems we lose the game Before we even start to play Who made these rules Who made these rules We're so confused We're so confused Easily led astray Let me tell ya that Everything Is Everything Everything Is Everything After winter must come spring Everything Is Everything I philosophy Possibly speak tongues Beat drum Abyssinian street Baptist this in fine linen from the beginning My practice extending across the atlasI begat this Flipping in the ghetto on a dirty mattress You can't match this rapper slash actress More powerful than two Cleopatras Bomb graffiti on the tomb of on the tomb of Nefertiti MCs ain't ready to take it to the Serengeti My rhymes is heavy like the mind of sister Betty L Boogie spars with stars and constellations Then came down for a little conversation Adjacent to the king fear no human being Roll with cherubims to Nassau Coliseum Now hear this mixture where Hip Hopmeets scripture Develop a negative into a positive picture Now Everything Is Everything What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually Sometimes it seems We'll touch that dream But things come slow not at all And the ones on top won't make it stop So convinced that they might fall Let's love ourselves and we can't fail To make a better situation Tomorrow our seeds will grow All we need is dedication Let me tell ya that Everything Is Everything Everything Is Everything After winter must come spring Everything Is Everything What is meant to be will be After winter must come spring Change it comes eventually |
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from Lauryn Hill - The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill (1998)
It could all be so simple
But you'd rather make it hard Loving you is like a battle And we both end up with scars Tell me who I have to be To get some reciprocity No one loves you more than me And no one ever will Is this just a silly game That forces you to act this way Forces you to scream my name Then pretend that you can't stay Tell me who I have to be To get some reciprocity No one loves you more than me And no one ever will No matter how I think we grow you always seem to let me know It ain't workin It ain't workin No it ain't workin And when I try to walk away You'd hurt yourself to make me stay This is crazy This is crazy This is crazy This is crazy I keep letting you back in How can I explain myself As painful as this thing has been I just can't be with no one else See I know what we've got to do You let go and I'll let go too Cause no one's hurt me more than you And no one ever will No matter how I think we grow you always seem to let me know It ain't workin It ain't workin It ain't workin And when I try to walk away You'd hurt yourself to make me stay This is crazy this is crazy this is crazy this is crazy Care for me care for me I know you care for me There for me there for me Said you'd be there for me Cry for me cry for me You said you'd die for me Give to me give to me Why won't you live for me Care for me care for me I know you care for me There for me there for me Said you'd be there for me Cry for me cry for me You said you'd die for me Give to me give to me Why won't you live for me Care for me care for me I know you care for me There for me there for me Said you'd be there for me Cry for me cry for me You said you'd die for me Give to me give to me Why won't you live for me Care for me care for me You said you'd die for me There for me there for me Said you'd be there for me Give to me give to me Why won't you live for me Cry for me cry for me You said you'd die for me |
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from Lauryn Hill - Everything Is Everything [single] (1999)
It could all be so simple
But you'd rather make it hard Loving you is like a battle And we both end up with scars Tell me who I have to be To get some reciprocity No one loves you more than me And no one ever will Is this just a silly game That forces you to act this way Forces you to scream my name Then pretend that you can't stay Tell me who I have to be To get some reciprocity No one loves you more than me And no one ever will No matter how I think we grow you always seem to let me know It ain't workin It ain't workin No it ain't workin And when I try to walk away You'd hurt yourself to make me stay This is crazy This is crazy This is crazy This is crazy I keep letting you back in How can I explain myself As painful as this thing has been I just can't be with no one else See I know what we've got to do You let go and I'll let go too Cause no one's hurt me more than you And no one ever will No matter how I think we grow you always seem to let me know It ain't workin It ain't workin It ain't workin And when I try to walk away You'd hurt yourself to make me stay This is crazy this is crazy this is crazy this is crazy Care for me care for me I know you care for me There for me there for me Said you'd be there for me Cry for me cry for me You said you'd die for me Give to me give to me Why won't you live for me Care for me care for me I know you care for me There for me there for me Said you'd be there for me Cry for me cry for me You said you'd die for me Give to me give to me Why won't you live for me Care for me care for me I know you care for me There for me there for me Said you'd be there for me Cry for me cry for me You said you'd die for me Give to me give to me Why won't you live for me Care for me care for me You said you'd die for me There for me there for me Said you'd be there for me Give to me give to me Why won't you live for me Cry for me cry for me You said you'd die for me |
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from Lauryn Hill - Everything Is Everything [single] (1999)
It could all be so simple
But you'd rather make it hard Loving you is like a battle And we both end up with scars Tell me who I have to be To get some reciprocity No one loves you more than me And no one ever will Is this just a silly game That forces you to act this way Forces you to scream my name Then pretend that you can't stay Tell me who I have to be To get some reciprocity No one loves you more than me And no one ever will No matter how I think we grow you always seem to let me know It ain't workin It ain't workin No it ain't workin And when I try to walk away You'd hurt yourself to make me stay This is crazy This is crazy This is crazy This is crazy I keep letting you back in How can I explain myself As painful as this thing has been I just can't be with no one else See I know what we've got to do You let go and I'll let go too Cause no one's hurt me more than you And no one ever will No matter how I think we grow you always seem to let me know It ain't workin It ain't workin It ain't workin And when I try to walk away You'd hurt yourself to make me stay This is crazy this is crazy this is crazy this is crazy Care for me care for me I know you care for me There for me there for me Said you'd be there for me Cry for me cry for me You said you'd die for me Give to me give to me Why won't you live for me Care for me care for me I know you care for me There for me there for me Said you'd be there for me Cry for me cry for me You said you'd die for me Give to me give to me Why won't you live for me Care for me care for me I know you care for me There for me there for me Said you'd be there for me Cry for me cry for me You said you'd die for me Give to me give to me Why won't you live for me Care for me care for me You said you'd die for me There for me there for me Said you'd be there for me Give to me give to me Why won't you live for me Cry for me cry for me You said you'd die for me |
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from Lauryn Hill - Everything Is Everything [single] (1999)
It could all be so simple
But you'd rather make it hard Loving you is like a battle And we both end up with scars Tell me who I have to be To get some reciprocity No one loves you more than me And no one ever will Is this just a silly game That forces you to act this way Forces you to scream my name Then pretend that you can't stay Tell me who I have to be To get some reciprocity No one loves you more than me And no one ever will No matter how I think we grow you always seem to let me know It ain't workin It ain't workin No it ain't workin And when I try to walk away You'd hurt yourself to make me stay This is crazy This is crazy This is crazy This is crazy I keep letting you back in How can I explain myself As painful as this thing has been I just can't be with no one else See I know what we've got to do You let go and I'll let go too Cause no one's hurt me more than you And no one ever will No matter how I think we grow you always seem to let me know It ain't workin It ain't workin It ain't workin And when I try to walk away You'd hurt yourself to make me stay This is crazy this is crazy this is crazy this is crazy Care for me care for me I know you care for me There for me there for me Said you'd be there for me Cry for me cry for me You said you'd die for me Give to me give to me Why won't you live for me Care for me care for me I know you care for me There for me there for me Said you'd be there for me Cry for me cry for me You said you'd die for me Give to me give to me Why won't you live for me Care for me care for me I know you care for me There for me there for me Said you'd be there for me Cry for me cry for me You said you'd die for me Give to me give to me Why won't you live for me Care for me care for me You said you'd die for me There for me there for me Said you'd be there for me Give to me give to me Why won't you live for me Cry for me cry for me You said you'd die for me |
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from Fugees - The Score (1996)
[OMEGA]
Where I was born, nothing is promised My life is filled with less hope than the prophecies of Nostradamus Omega marks the ending of predictability, birth of agility Who will it be to test me and expose their futility. Iron like a lion from Zion stop tryin' so hard, I think I smell your brain cells fryin'. The family's behind you if you're worthy Philosophies developed deep in the back streets of dirty Jersey Troops with scully hats and Timberland boots No more break-dancing for loot. Niggas hustle and shoot In the Garden State, it grows stink weeds and criminals Government funds are minimal Oppression's subliminal [CLEF] These days its hard for we to find peace of mind Between insanity and sanity there lies a thin line. Some dwell in hotels with Jezebels A stone age and fall a victim to the Plague Unclean bad dreams of Wyclef being a fiend, One last kiss from my sweet serpentine Eliminate then break, Navigate to rejuvenate thoughts of suicide with my nickel plate. Reconcilation came from my enemy-friend Who said family don't bend We stay silent till the end. Now who would think that your best friend Would be your worst enemy and your enemy your best friend. Stare into the air inspiration from the atmosphere I think of old ghosts, that ain't even here. Like Alex Haley take notes on this Biography My family tree consists of street refugees. A ghetto land, where we talk slang Stolen cars bang, like my chitty bang-bang sh-bang For the heads, we ain't sellin' cocaine today So refrain and let my family reign okay [OMEGA]:CHORUS Just walkin' the streets death can take you away It's never guaranteed that you'll see the next day At night the evil armies of Shaton don't play So defend the family that's the code to obey [CLEF] But if I fall asleep and death takes me away Don't be surprised son, I wasn't put here to stay At night the evil armies of Shaton don't play So the family sticks together and we never betray [CLEF] Nah fuck that Fifty-two pick up, no cops around Fifty-two thousand in cash, I don't want no savings bonds Have the money ready, I smell something fishy Your wife's in my custody One false move and you'll find her body in the sea. That's the voice of the kid, that's the kidnapper I do my work and then I catch my ticket to Jamaica. Meet me in the alley, make sure you bring the money This ain't the seventies I'm far from a jive turkey [LAURYN] My circle it can't be broken Open, cut-throatin', provokin' Record promotin, tokens chokin' on they words like smoke and. Cause we soft spoken, doesn't mean that we've forgotten Your bootie smells rotten and one day you will be gotten See joker's is scatter-brained, their focus is unrestrained My army is trained, you never find us beefin' in vain. Cause I've seen fire and I've seen rain You claim fame, while modest niggas remain. I can judge a character like Ito judge a verdict And if you bringin' threats I give you sex if I ain't heard it. See poppin' s***'s about your attitude and how you word it I've seen the biggest niggas on the block get murdered And they deserverd it Or so the beast said when they served it ??? That s*** is nervous So what's my purpose? Family, we must preserve it. Your number's retired I hope you like the hell fires You'll be screamin' Murder she Wrote like Chaka Demus and Pliars. [OMEGA]:CHORUS Just walkin' the streets death can take you away It's never guaranteed that you'll see the next day At night the evil armies of Shaton don't play So defend the family that's the code to obey [LAURYN] If I should fall asleep and death takes me away Don't be surprised son, I wasn't put here to stay At night the evil armies of Shaton don't play So the family stick together and we never betray. [FORTE] We used to jump rope, But now we gun hope Bustin' shots off of project roof tops Sending signals with the blunt smoke. Ock, don't talk a lot if you can't hold it in lock If you think lips sink ships, Imagine full glock clips. I hold a glass of Remy Martin Gettin' milks by the carton Extortin' the light weights for thinkin' they important The night pays and heavenly ways Ain't nothin' free ah Knowledge of your family and steppin' to your B.I. You see I, stay on top of s*** like a fly My niggas reach when they got beef Then jet down to South Beach Yo mouthpiece is yappin' I hear it in your rap and My family is thick so that bulls*** could never happen. [CLEF]:CHORUS Just walkin' the streets death can take you away It's never guaranteed that you'll see the next day At night the evil armies of Shaton don't play So defend the family that's the code to obey [LAURYN] If I should fall asleep and death takes me away Don't be surprised son, I wasn't put here to stay At night the evil armies of Shaton don't play So the family stick together and we never betray. |
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from Fugees - The Score (1996)
[OMEGA]
Where I was born, nothing is promised My life is filled with less hope than the prophecies of Nostradamus Omega marks the ending of predictability, birth of agility Who will it be to test me and expose their futility. Iron like a lion from Zion stop tryin' so hard, I think I smell your brain cells fryin'. The family's behind you if you're worthy Philosophies developed deep in the back streets of dirty Jersey Troops with scully hats and Timberland boots No more break-dancing for loot. Niggas hustle and shoot In the Garden State, it grows stink weeds and criminals Government funds are minimal Oppression's subliminal [CLEF] These days its hard for we to find peace of mind Between insanity and sanity there lies a thin line. Some dwell in hotels with Jezebels A stone age and fall a victim to the Plague Unclean bad dreams of Wyclef being a fiend, One last kiss from my sweet serpentine Eliminate then break, Navigate to rejuvenate thoughts of suicide with my nickel plate. Reconcilation came from my enemy-friend Who said family don't bend We stay silent till the end. Now who would think that your best friend Would be your worst enemy and your enemy your best friend. Stare into the air inspiration from the atmosphere I think of old ghosts, that ain't even here. Like Alex Haley take notes on this Biography My family tree consists of street refugees. A ghetto land, where we talk slang Stolen cars bang, like my chitty bang-bang sh-bang For the heads, we ain't sellin' cocaine today So refrain and let my family reign okay [OMEGA]:CHORUS Just walkin' the streets death can take you away It's never guaranteed that you'll see the next day At night the evil armies of Shaton don't play So defend the family that's the code to obey [CLEF] But if I fall asleep and death takes me away Don't be surprised son, I wasn't put here to stay At night the evil armies of Shaton don't play So the family sticks together and we never betray [CLEF] Nah fuck that Fifty-two pick up, no cops around Fifty-two thousand in cash, I don't want no savings bonds Have the money ready, I smell something fishy Your wife's in my custody One false move and you'll find her body in the sea. That's the voice of the kid, that's the kidnapper I do my work and then I catch my ticket to Jamaica. Meet me in the alley, make sure you bring the money This ain't the seventies I'm far from a jive turkey [LAURYN] My circle it can't be broken Open, cut-throatin', provokin' Record promotin, tokens chokin' on they words like smoke and. Cause we soft spoken, doesn't mean that we've forgotten Your bootie smells rotten and one day you will be gotten See joker's is scatter-brained, their focus is unrestrained My army is trained, you never find us beefin' in vain. Cause I've seen fire and I've seen rain You claim fame, while modest niggas remain. I can judge a character like Ito judge a verdict And if you bringin' threats I give you sex if I ain't heard it. See poppin' s***'s about your attitude and how you word it I've seen the biggest niggas on the block get murdered And they deserverd it Or so the beast said when they served it ??? That s*** is nervous So what's my purpose? Family, we must preserve it. Your number's retired I hope you like the hell fires You'll be screamin' Murder she Wrote like Chaka Demus and Pliars. [OMEGA]:CHORUS Just walkin' the streets death can take you away It's never guaranteed that you'll see the next day At night the evil armies of Shaton don't play So defend the family that's the code to obey [LAURYN] If I should fall asleep and death takes me away Don't be surprised son, I wasn't put here to stay At night the evil armies of Shaton don't play So the family stick together and we never betray. [FORTE] We used to jump rope, But now we gun hope Bustin' shots off of project roof tops Sending signals with the blunt smoke. Ock, don't talk a lot if you can't hold it in lock If you think lips sink ships, Imagine full glock clips. I hold a glass of Remy Martin Gettin' milks by the carton Extortin' the light weights for thinkin' they important The night pays and heavenly ways Ain't nothin' free ah Knowledge of your family and steppin' to your B.I. You see I, stay on top of s*** like a fly My niggas reach when they got beef Then jet down to South Beach Yo mouthpiece is yappin' I hear it in your rap and My family is thick so that bulls*** could never happen. [CLEF]:CHORUS Just walkin' the streets death can take you away It's never guaranteed that you'll see the next day At night the evil armies of Shaton don't play So defend the family that's the code to obey [LAURYN] If I should fall asleep and death takes me away Don't be surprised son, I wasn't put here to stay At night the evil armies of Shaton don't play So the family stick together and we never betray. |
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from Lauryn Hill - The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill (1998)
I treat this like my thesisWell written topicBroken down into piecesI introduce then produceWords so profuseIt's abuse how I juice up this beatLike I'm deuceTwo people both equalLike I'm GeminiRather simeonIf I Jimmy on this lock I could pop itYou can't stop itDrop itYour whole crew's microscopicLike particles while I make international articlesAnd on the coverDon't discuss the baby mother businessI been in this third LP you can't tell me, I witnessFirst handed I'm candidYou can't stand itRespect demandedAnd get flown around the planetRock Hard like granite or steelPeople feel Lauryn Hill from New-Ark to IsraelAnd this is realSo I keep makin' the street's balladsWhile you lookin' for dressin' to go with your tossed saladYou could get the moneyYou could get the powerBut keep your eyes on the final hourNow I be breakin' bread sippin Manichevitz winePay no mind party like it's 1999But when it comes down to ground beef like PalestineSay your rhymes, let's see if that get you out your bendNow I'm a get the mozzarella like a RockerfellerStill be in the church of LalibelaSinging hymns a cappellaWhether posed in Maribella in CoutureOr collectin' residuals from off the ScoreI'm makin' sure I'm with the 144I've been here before this ain't a battle this is warWord to BoonieI makes a lot like a SunniGet diplomatic immunity in every ghetto communityHad opportunity went fromHoodshock to Hood-chicBut it ain't what you copIt's about what you keepAnd even if there are leaksyou can't capsize this shipCause I baptize my lips every time I take a sipYou could get the moneyYou could get the powerBut keep your eyes on the final hourI'm about to change the focusFrom the richest to the brokestI wrote this opusTo reverse the hypnosisWhoever's closestTo the line's gonna win itYou gonna fall tryin to ballWhile my team win the pennantI'm about to be in itFor a minuteThen run for senateMake a slum lord be the tenantGive his money to kids to spend itAnd then amend itEvery law that ever preventedOur survival since our arrivalDocumented in the bibleLike Moses and AaronThings gon change, it's apparentAnd all the transparent gonnaBe seen throughLet God redeem youKeep your deen trueWatch out what you cling toYou can get the green tooObserve how a queen doAnd I remain calm readin' the 73 PsalmCause wit all this on I got the world in palmYou could get the moneyYou could get the powerBut keep your eyes on the final hour
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from Lauryn Hill - The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill (1998)
Forgive us our trespasses as
we forgive those that trespass against us Although them again we will never never never trust Dem no know weh dem do dig out yuh yei while dem sticking like glue Fling skin grin while dem plotting fah you True Ah Who Forgive them father for they know not what they do Forgive them father for thet know not what they do Beware the false motives of others Be careful of those who pretend to be brothers And you never suppose it's those who are closest to you to you They say all the right things to gain their position Then use your kindness as their ammunition To shoot you down in the name of ambition they do Forgive them father for they know not what they do Forgive them father for they know not what they do Why every Indian wanna be the chief Feed a man til he's full and he still want beef Give me grief try tief off my piece Why for you to increase I must decrease If I treat you kindly does it mean that I'm weak You hear me speak and think I won't take it to the streets I know enough cats that don't turn the other cheek But I try to keep it civilized like Menelik And other African czars observing stars with war scars Get yours in this capitalistic system So many caught or got bought you can't list How you gonna idolize the missing To survive is to stay alive in the face of opposition Even when they comin gunnin I stand position L's known the mission since conception Let's free the people from deception If you looking for the answers Then you gotta ask the questions And when I let go my voice echoes through the ghetto Sick of men trying to pull strings like Geppetto Why black people always be the ones to settle March through these streets like Sowe to Like Cain and Abel Caesar and Brutus Jesus and Judas Backstabbers do this Forgive them father for they know not what they do Forgive them father for they know not what they do It took me a little while to discover Wolves in sheep coats who pretend to be lovers Men who lack conscience will even lie to themselves to themselves A friend once said and I found to be true That everyday people they lie to God too So what makes you think that they won't lie to you Forgive them father for they know not what they do Forgive them forgive them Forgive them father for they know not what they do Forgive them forgive them Gwan like dem love while dem rip yuh to shreds Trample pon yuh heart and lef yuh fi dead Dem a yuh fren who yuh depen pon from way back when But if yuh gi dem yuh back den yuh mus meet yuh end Dem noh know wey dem do Dem noh know wey dem do Dem no know dem no know Dem no know dem no know Dem no know wey dem do |
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from Fugees - The Score (1996)
We used to be number 10
But now we're permanent one Wyclef, Preacher's Son, Ichi bang, Listen Mrs. Tin Can I'm your candy handy man Me without you is like American without the Band Stand Cool fellow, dancehall stay mellow, All that guntalk who would have thought you died yellow Damn, another hero wannabe Now he sleeps with his friends in the mortuary Dude, I find it rude, when you intrude, My pistol nozzle hits your nasal, Doo doo comes out your anal Just because your buff, don't play tuff Cause I'll reverse the earth and turn your flesh back to dust. Ooooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting Oooh La La La, It's the natural LA that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing I stay high off the Fu-Gee-La Bust when we rush, Through you must, know ruckus Crew got G's like the refu's So F who Ever want to test Bring me stress, West coast back to east, Grab my toast when I reach Truly curvin', swervin, lifestyle is urban, Sippin' Bourbon, surviving We real to keep the word when A boy want fa testthis set Then you get wet-up Just a bit to unprepared to to shoot him fair bet Fake bullets can't scar me I can smell the weak out like safari Play you out like Atari Sacrifice you Hari Kari And I'm sorry, To every single rapper, Dick and Harry Saying they want to spar me Cause how thick my repertoire And my memoir be Reminding me of eating Calamari in the Khalahari with a band of Rhastafari. Ha Ha Ha Ha, You shouldn't diss refugees, and Ha Ha Ha Ha, You whole sound set's bootie , and *Oooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting Oooh La La La, It's the remix sound that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees, Sitting in the cool breeze in the West Indies Flea to sea, Ship my keys On the Santa Maria, sip Sangria with senoritas (They keep telling me this and telling me that) They smile in my face then they talk behind my back But what they lack is the facts about my stats My rap impact will kill you softly like Roberta Flack Ayo, 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, Trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion. x2 *Repeat (x2) |
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from Fugees - The Score (1996)
We used to be number 10
But now we're permanent one Wyclef, Preacher's Son, Ichi bang, Listen Mrs. Tin Can I'm your candy handy man Me without you is like American without the Band Stand Cool fellow, dancehall stay mellow, All that guntalk who would have thought you died yellow Damn, another hero wannabe Now he sleeps with his friends in the mortuary Dude, I find it rude, when you intrude, My pistol nozzle hits your nasal, Doo doo comes out your anal Just because your buff, don't play tuff Cause I'll reverse the earth and turn your flesh back to dust. Ooooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting Oooh La La La, It's the natural LA that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing I stay high off the Fu-Gee-La Bust when we rush, Through you must, know ruckus Crew got G's like the refu's So F who Ever want to test Bring me stress, West coast back to east, Grab my toast when I reach Truly curvin', swervin, lifestyle is urban, Sippin' Bourbon, surviving We real to keep the word when A boy want fa testthis set Then you get wet-up Just a bit to unprepared to to shoot him fair bet Fake bullets can't scar me I can smell the weak out like safari Play you out like Atari Sacrifice you Hari Kari And I'm sorry, To every single rapper, Dick and Harry Saying they want to spar me Cause how thick my repertoire And my memoir be Reminding me of eating Calamari in the Khalahari with a band of Rhastafari. Ha Ha Ha Ha, You shouldn't diss refugees, and Ha Ha Ha Ha, You whole sound set's bootie , and *Oooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting Oooh La La La, It's the remix sound that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees, Sitting in the cool breeze in the West Indies Flea to sea, Ship my keys On the Santa Maria, sip Sangria with senoritas (They keep telling me this and telling me that) They smile in my face then they talk behind my back But what they lack is the facts about my stats My rap impact will kill you softly like Roberta Flack Ayo, 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, Trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion. x2 *Repeat |
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from Fugees - The Score (1996)
We used to be number 10
Now we're permanent one, In the battle lost my finger, Mic became my arm Pistol nozzle hits your nasal, blood becomes lukewarm Tell the woman be easy Naah squeeze the Charmin Test Wyclef, see death flesh get scorned. Beat you so bad make you feel like you ain't wanna be born And tell your friends stay the hell out of my lawn. Chicken George became Dead George stealin' chickens from my farm. Damn, Another dead pigeon If your 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 tongue-kissing a razor blade. That sounds sick maybe one eday I'll write a horror Blackula comes to the ghetto, jacks an ACURA Stevie Wonder sees Crack Babies Be-Coming Enemies of their own families. What's going 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, trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion. *Oooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thang Oooh La La La, It's the natural LA that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing Yeah in saloons we drink Boone's and battle goons till high noon, Bust rap toons on flat spoons, take no shorts like poon poon's. See hoochies pop coochies, for Gucci's and Lucci 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, ODD-ly 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, black-listed by some other negroes, Don't remove my Polos on the first episode. Ha Ha Ha Ha, You shouldn't diss refugees, and Ha Ha Ha Ha, You whole sound set's bootie , and Ha Ha Ha Ha, You have to respect JERSEY, cause I'm superfly when I'm super-high on the Fu-Gee-La. *Repeat I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees, Smokin' beadies as I burn my calories, Brooklyn roof tops become Brooklyn tee-pees, Who that be, enemies, wanna see the death of me. From Hawaii to Hawthorne, I run marathons, like Buju Banton, I'm a true champion, like, Farakkhan reads his Daily Qu'ran it's a phenomenon, lyrics fast like Ramadan. 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, trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion. x2 *Repeat (x2) |
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from Fugees - The Score (1996)
[CLEF]
We used to be number 10 But now we're permanent one Wyclef, Preacher's Son, Ichiban, I'm your candy handy man Me without you is like American without the Band Stand Cool fellow, dancehall stay mellow, All that guntalk who would have thought you died yellow Damn, another hero wannabe Now he sleeps with his friends in the mortuary Dude, I find it rude, when you intrude, My pistol nozzle hits your nasal, Doo doo comes out your anal Just because your buff, don't play tuff Cause I'll reverse the earth and turn your flesh back to dust. [LAURYN]:CHORUS Ooooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting Oooh La La La, It's the natural light that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing [FORTE] I stay high off the Fu-Gee-La Bust when we rush, Through you must, know ruckus Crew got G's like the refu's So F who Ever want to test Bring me stress, West coast back to east, Grab my toast when I reach Truly curvin', swervin, lifestyle is urban, Sippin' Bourbon, surviving We real to keep the word when A boy want fa testthis set Then you get wet-up Just a bit to unprepared to to shoot him fair bet [LAURYN] Fake bullets can't scar me I can smell the weak out like safari Play you out like Atari Sacrifice you Hari Kari And I'm sorry, To every single rapper, Dick and Harry Saying they want to spar me Cause how thick my repertoire And my memoir be Reminding me of eating Calamari in the Khalahari with a band of Rhastafari. Ha Ha Ha Ha, You shouldn't diss refugees, and Ha Ha Ha Ha, You whole sound set's bootie , and [LAURYN]:CHORUS Oooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting Oooh La La La, It's the remix sound that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing [PRAZ] I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees, Sitting in the cool breeze in the West Indies Flea to sea, Ship my keys On the Santa Maria, sip Sangria with senoritas (They keep telling me this and telling me that) They smile in my face then they talk behind my back But what they lack is the facts about my stats My rap impact will kill you softly like Roberta Flack [CLEF] 2X Ayo, 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, Trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion. |
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from Fugees - The Score (1996)
[CLEF]
We used to be number 10 But now we're permanent one Wyclef, Preacher's Son, Ichiban, I'm your candy handy man Me without you is like American without the Band Stand Cool fellow, dancehall stay mellow, All that guntalk who would have thought you died yellow Damn, another hero wannabe Now he sleeps with his friends in the mortuary Dude, I find it rude, when you intrude, My pistol nozzle hits your nasal, Doo doo comes out your anal Just because your buff, don't play tuff Cause I'll reverse the earth and turn your flesh back to dust. [LAURYN]:CHORUS Ooooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting Oooh La La La, It's the natural light that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing [FORTE] I stay high off the Fu-Gee-La Bust when we rush, Through you must, know ruckus Crew got G's like the refu's So F who Ever want to test Bring me stress, West coast back to east, Grab my toast when I reach Truly curvin', swervin, lifestyle is urban, Sippin' Bourbon, surviving We real to keep the word when A boy want fa testthis set Then you get wet-up Just a bit to unprepared to to shoot him fair bet [LAURYN] Fake bullets can't scar me I can smell the weak out like safari Play you out like Atari Sacrifice you Hari Kari And I'm sorry, To every single rapper, Dick and Harry Saying they want to spar me Cause how thick my repertoire And my memoir be Reminding me of eating Calamari in the Khalahari with a band of Rhastafari. Ha Ha Ha Ha, You shouldn't diss refugees, and Ha Ha Ha Ha, You whole sound set's bootie , and [LAURYN]:CHORUS Oooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting Oooh La La La, It's the remix sound that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing [PRAZ] I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees, Sitting in the cool breeze in the West Indies Flea to sea, Ship my keys On the Santa Maria, sip Sangria with senoritas (They keep telling me this and telling me that) They smile in my face then they talk behind my back But what they lack is the facts about my stats My rap impact will kill you softly like Roberta Flack [CLEF] 2X Ayo, 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, Trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion. |
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from Fugees - Fu Gee La [single] (1996)
[CLEF]
We used to be number 10 But now we're permanent one Wyclef, Preacher's Son, Ichiban, I'm your candy handy man Me without you is like American without the Band Stand Cool fellow, dancehall stay mellow, All that guntalk who would have thought you died yellow Damn, another hero wannabe Now he sleeps with his friends in the mortuary Dude, I find it rude, when you intrude, My pistol nozzle hits your nasal, Doo doo comes out your anal Just because your buff, don't play tuff Cause I'll reverse the earth and turn your flesh back to dust. [LAURYN]:CHORUS Ooooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting Oooh La La La, It's the natural light that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing [FORTE] I stay high off the Fu-Gee-La Bust when we rush, Through you must, know ruckus Crew got G's like the refu's So F who Ever want to test Bring me stress, West coast back to east, Grab my toast when I reach Truly curvin', swervin, lifestyle is urban, Sippin' Bourbon, surviving We real to keep the word when A boy want fa testthis set Then you get wet-up Just a bit to unprepared to to shoot him fair bet [LAURYN] Fake bullets can't scar me I can smell the weak out like safari Play you out like Atari Sacrifice you Hari Kari And I'm sorry, To every single rapper, Dick and Harry Saying they want to spar me Cause how thick my repertoire And my memoir be Reminding me of eating Calamari in the Khalahari with a band of Rhastafari. Ha Ha Ha Ha, You shouldn't diss refugees, and Ha Ha Ha Ha, You whole sound set's bootie , and [LAURYN]:CHORUS Oooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting Oooh La La La, It's the remix sound that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing [PRAZ] I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees, Sitting in the cool breeze in the West Indies Flea to sea, Ship my keys On the Santa Maria, sip Sangria with senoritas (They keep telling me this and telling me that) They smile in my face then they talk behind my back But what they lack is the facts about my stats My rap impact will kill you softly like Roberta Flack [CLEF] 2X Ayo, 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, Trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion. |
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from Fugees - Fu Gee La [single] (1996)
[CLEF]
We used to be number 10 But now we're permanent one Wyclef, Preacher's Son, Ichiban, I'm your candy handy man Me without you is like American without the Band Stand Cool fellow, dancehall stay mellow, All that guntalk who would have thought you died yellow Damn, another hero wannabe Now he sleeps with his friends in the mortuary Dude, I find it rude, when you intrude, My pistol nozzle hits your nasal, Doo doo comes out your anal Just because your buff, don't play tuff Cause I'll reverse the earth and turn your flesh back to dust. [LAURYN]:CHORUS Ooooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting Oooh La La La, It's the natural light that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing [FORTE] I stay high off the Fu-Gee-La Bust when we rush, Through you must, know ruckus Crew got G's like the refu's So F who Ever want to test Bring me stress, West coast back to east, Grab my toast when I reach Truly curvin', swervin, lifestyle is urban, Sippin' Bourbon, surviving We real to keep the word when A boy want fa testthis set Then you get wet-up Just a bit to unprepared to to shoot him fair bet [LAURYN] Fake bullets can't scar me I can smell the weak out like safari Play you out like Atari Sacrifice you Hari Kari And I'm sorry, To every single rapper, Dick and Harry Saying they want to spar me Cause how thick my repertoire And my memoir be Reminding me of eating Calamari in the Khalahari with a band of Rhastafari. Ha Ha Ha Ha, You shouldn't diss refugees, and Ha Ha Ha Ha, You whole sound set's bootie , and [LAURYN]:CHORUS Oooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting Oooh La La La, It's the remix sound that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing [PRAZ] I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees, Sitting in the cool breeze in the West Indies Flea to sea, Ship my keys On the Santa Maria, sip Sangria with senoritas (They keep telling me this and telling me that) They smile in my face then they talk behind my back But what they lack is the facts about my stats My rap impact will kill you softly like Roberta Flack [CLEF] 2X Ayo, 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, Trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion. |
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from Fugees - Fu Gee La [single] (1996)
[CLEF]
We used to be number 10 But now we're permanent one Wyclef, Preacher's Son, Ichiban, I'm your candy handy man Me without you is like American without the Band Stand Cool fellow, dancehall stay mellow, All that guntalk who would have thought you died yellow Damn, another hero wannabe Now he sleeps with his friends in the mortuary Dude, I find it rude, when you intrude, My pistol nozzle hits your nasal, Doo doo comes out your anal Just because your buff, don't play tuff Cause I'll reverse the earth and turn your flesh back to dust. [LAURYN]:CHORUS Ooooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting Oooh La La La, It's the natural light that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing [FORTE] I stay high off the Fu-Gee-La Bust when we rush, Through you must, know ruckus Crew got G's like the refu's So F who Ever want to test Bring me stress, West coast back to east, Grab my toast when I reach Truly curvin', swervin, lifestyle is urban, Sippin' Bourbon, surviving We real to keep the word when A boy want fa testthis set Then you get wet-up Just a bit to unprepared to to shoot him fair bet [LAURYN] Fake bullets can't scar me I can smell the weak out like safari Play you out like Atari Sacrifice you Hari Kari And I'm sorry, To every single rapper, Dick and Harry Saying they want to spar me Cause how thick my repertoire And my memoir be Reminding me of eating Calamari in the Khalahari with a band of Rhastafari. Ha Ha Ha Ha, You shouldn't diss refugees, and Ha Ha Ha Ha, You whole sound set's bootie , and [LAURYN]:CHORUS Oooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting Oooh La La La, It's the remix sound that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing [PRAZ] I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees, Sitting in the cool breeze in the West Indies Flea to sea, Ship my keys On the Santa Maria, sip Sangria with senoritas (They keep telling me this and telling me that) They smile in my face then they talk behind my back But what they lack is the facts about my stats My rap impact will kill you softly like Roberta Flack [CLEF] 2X Ayo, 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, Trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion. |
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from Fugees - Fu Gee La [single] (1996)
[CLEF]
We used to be number 10 But now we're permanent one Wyclef, Preacher's Son, Ichiban, I'm your candy handy man Me without you is like American without the Band Stand Cool fellow, dancehall stay mellow, All that guntalk who would have thought you died yellow Damn, another hero wannabe Now he sleeps with his friends in the mortuary Dude, I find it rude, when you intrude, My pistol nozzle hits your nasal, Doo doo comes out your anal Just because your buff, don't play tuff Cause I'll reverse the earth and turn your flesh back to dust. [LAURYN]:CHORUS Ooooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting Oooh La La La, It's the natural light that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing [FORTE] I stay high off the Fu-Gee-La Bust when we rush, Through you must, know ruckus Crew got G's like the refu's So F who Ever want to test Bring me stress, West coast back to east, Grab my toast when I reach Truly curvin', swervin, lifestyle is urban, Sippin' Bourbon, surviving We real to keep the word when A boy want fa testthis set Then you get wet-up Just a bit to unprepared to to shoot him fair bet [LAURYN] Fake bullets can't scar me I can smell the weak out like safari Play you out like Atari Sacrifice you Hari Kari And I'm sorry, To every single rapper, Dick and Harry Saying they want to spar me Cause how thick my repertoire And my memoir be Reminding me of eating Calamari in the Khalahari with a band of Rhastafari. Ha Ha Ha Ha, You shouldn't diss refugees, and Ha Ha Ha Ha, You whole sound set's bootie , and [LAURYN]:CHORUS Oooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting Oooh La La La, It's the remix sound that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing [PRAZ] I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees, Sitting in the cool breeze in the West Indies Flea to sea, Ship my keys On the Santa Maria, sip Sangria with senoritas (They keep telling me this and telling me that) They smile in my face then they talk behind my back But what they lack is the facts about my stats My rap impact will kill you softly like Roberta Flack [CLEF] 2X Ayo, 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, Trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion. |
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from Fugees - Fu Gee La [single] (1996)
[CLEF]
We used to be number 10 But now we're permanent one Wyclef, Preacher's Son, Ichiban, I'm your candy handy man Me without you is like American without the Band Stand Cool fellow, dancehall stay mellow, All that guntalk who would have thought you died yellow Damn, another hero wannabe Now he sleeps with his friends in the mortuary Dude, I find it rude, when you intrude, My pistol nozzle hits your nasal, Doo doo comes out your anal Just because your buff, don't play tuff Cause I'll reverse the earth and turn your flesh back to dust. [LAURYN]:CHORUS Ooooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting Oooh La La La, It's the natural light that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing [FORTE] I stay high off the Fu-Gee-La Bust when we rush, Through you must, know ruckus Crew got G's like the refu's So F who Ever want to test Bring me stress, West coast back to east, Grab my toast when I reach Truly curvin', swervin, lifestyle is urban, Sippin' Bourbon, surviving We real to keep the word when A boy want fa testthis set Then you get wet-up Just a bit to unprepared to to shoot him fair bet [LAURYN] Fake bullets can't scar me I can smell the weak out like safari Play you out like Atari Sacrifice you Hari Kari And I'm sorry, To every single rapper, Dick and Harry Saying they want to spar me Cause how thick my repertoire And my memoir be Reminding me of eating Calamari in the Khalahari with a band of Rhastafari. Ha Ha Ha Ha, You shouldn't diss refugees, and Ha Ha Ha Ha, You whole sound set's bootie , and [LAURYN]:CHORUS Oooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting Oooh La La La, It's the remix sound that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing [PRAZ] I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees, Sitting in the cool breeze in the West Indies Flea to sea, Ship my keys On the Santa Maria, sip Sangria with senoritas (They keep telling me this and telling me that) They smile in my face then they talk behind my back But what they lack is the facts about my stats My rap impact will kill you softly like Roberta Flack [CLEF] 2X Ayo, 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, Trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion. |
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from 100 Party Hits (2009)
We used to be number 10 Now we're permanent one, In the battle lost my finger, Mic became my arm Pistol nozzle hits your nasal, blood becomes lukewarm Tell the woman be easy Naah squeeze the Charmin Test Wyclef, see death flesh get scorned. Beat you so bad make you feel like you ain't wanna be born And tell your friends stay the hell out of my lawn. Chicken George became Dead George stealin' chickens from my farm. Damn, Another dead pigeon If your 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 tongue-kissing a razor blade. That sounds sick maybe one eday I'll write a horror Blackula comes to the ghetto, jacks an ACURA Stevie Wonder sees Crack Babies Be-Coming Enemies of their own families. What's going 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, trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion. [LAURYN]:CHORUS Oooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thang Oooh La La La, It's the natural LA that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing [LAURYN] Yeah in saloons we drink Boone's and battle goons till high noon, Bust rap toons on flat spoons, take no shorts like poon poon's. See hoochies pop coochies, for Gucci's and Lucci 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, ODD-ly 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, black-listed by some other negroes, Don't remove my Polos on the first episode. Ha Ha Ha Ha, You shouldn't diss refugees, and Ha Ha Ha Ha, You whole sound set's bootie , and Ha Ha Ha Ha, You have to respect JERSEY, cause I'm superfly when I'm super-high on the Fu-Gee-La. [LAURYN]:CHORUS Oooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thang Oooh La La La, It's the natural LA that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing [PRAZ] I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees, Smokin' beadies as I burn my calories, Brooklyn roof tops become Brooklyn tee-pees, Who that be, enemies, wanna see the death of me. From Hawaii to Hawthorne, I run marathons, like Buju Banton, I'm a true champion, like, Farakkhan reads his Daily Qu'ran it's a phenomenon, lyrics fast like Ramadan. [CLEF] (2X) 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, trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion. [LAURYN]:CHORUS 2X Oooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thang Oooh La La La, It's the natural LA that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing |
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from Fugees - The Score (1996)
Pick up your microphones
Pick up your microphones *How many mics do we rip on the daily Say, me say many money say me say many many many How many mics do we rip on the daily Many money say me say many many many I get mad frustrated when I rhyme Thinkin of all them kids that try to do this for all the wrong reasons Season change mad things rearrange But it all stays the same like the love doctor strange I'm tame like the rapper get red like a snapper, when they do that Got your whole block saying true dat If only they knew that, it was you who was irregular Soldier soul for some secular muzac that's whack Plus you use that, loop, over and over Claiming that you got a new style, your atempts are futile, oooh child Your puerile, brain waves are sterile You can't create you just wait to take, my take Laced with malice, hands get callous, from ripping microphones From here to Dallas go ask Alice if you don't believe me I get innovisions like Stevie See me, a sin from the chalice, like the weed be Indeed we like Kalid Mohammed MC's make me vomit I get controversial, freaky style with no rehearsal Au contraire mon frere, don't you even go there Me without a mike is like a beat without a snare I dare to tear into your ego, we go, way back Like some ganja and palequo or ColecoVision My minds make incisions in your anatomy And I back this with Deuteronomy or Leviticus God made this word, you can't get with this Sweet like licorice, dangerous like syphillis, yeah *Repeat (x2) I used to be underrated, now I take iron, makes my shit constipated I'm more concentrated, so on my day off with David Sanonburg I play golf Run through Crown Heights screaming out "Mazeltoff!" Problem with noman before black I'm first hu-man Appetite to write, like Frederick Douglass with a slave hand Street pressure, word to papa I ain't going under One day I have a label and make deals with Tommy Mottola Mama always told me, "Your one in a million, Always watch our back, never tango with haitian-sicilians" Now I got a record deal, how does it feel? I'm never gonna survive unless I get crazy like Seal Cause the whole worlds' out a order So at night the feins dance on grease with John Travolta One got slaughtered as he caught blood from his mouth The other tried to duck and caught a left with my Guinness stout Brother, brother can't you get this through your head It's a setup by the feds, their scoping us with their infrareds *Repeat (x2) Too many MC's not enough mikes, exit your show like I exit the turnpike Dice and dynomite like Dolomite, double do's been like I don't Dick Van Dyke Starlight to starbrite the freaks come out at night Like my man Wyclef-"I wear my sunglasses at night" And my ponage with martial encourage Squash the squad and hide their bodies under my garage And when the cops come lookin, I be bookin to Brooklyn Beat the trails broken flipping tokens to Hoboken A clean Getaway like Alec Baldwin Driving in my fast car playing Tracy Chapman *Repeat (x2) Many, many money many many many Many, many money, ha, ha, ha |
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from Lauryn Hill - The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill (1998)
As I look at what I've done
The type of life that I've lived How many things I pray the father will forgive One situation involved a young man He was the ocean and I was the sand He stole my heart like a thief in the night Dulled my senses blurred my sight I used to love him but now I don't I used to love him but now I don't I chose a road of passion and pain Sacrificed too much and waited in vain Gave up my power ceased being queen Addicted to love like the drug of a fiend Torn and confused wasted and used Reached the crossroad which path would I choose Stuck and frustrated I waited debated For something to happen that just wasn't fated Thought what I wanted was something I needed When momma said no I just should have heeded Misled I bled till the poison was gone And out of the darkness arrived the sweet dawn I used to love him but now I don't I used to love him but now I don't Father you saved me and showed me that life Was much more than being some foolish man's wife Showed me that love was respect and devotion Greater than planets deeper than oceans My soul was weary but now it's replenished Content because that part of my life is finished I see him sometimes and the look in his eye Is one of a man who's lost treasures untold But my heart is gold I took back my soul And totally let my creator control The life which was his to begin with I used to love him but now I don't |
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from Fugees - Blunted On Reality (1994)
THE YEAR Two-thousand and seventeen master! THE MAN Every two-thousand years a prophecy is prophesized THE MISSION To carry out the word of the shephard into this cold world that just keeps folding THE GROUP I don't know... WHO IS THE GROUP Tran...Tranzlators!!What can make a mighty man run? Make him drop his pride and hide? Too black, too strong... WRONG Spook Sambo Nigga Jane You ain't so bad, nor big White sheets make you sad Fraid you're gonna hang, ahhh Now THAT'S a black thang Boy, you scared of me BOO! See Hide nigga hide, flee nigga flee run nigga run If I got my hood, my cross, my tree my gun My rope And it's a long one |
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from Fugees - The Score (1996)
strumming my pain with his fingers singing my life with his words killing me softly with his song killing me softly with his song telling my whole life with his words killing me softly with his song I heard he sang a good song I heard he had a style and so I came to see him listen for a while and there he was this young boy a stranger to my eyes strumming my pain with his fingers singing my life with his words killing me softly with his song killing me softly with his song telling my whole life with his words killing me softly with his song I felt all flushed with fever in there is yital crowd I felt he found my letters read each one out loud afraid that he would finish but he just kept right on strumming my pain with his fingers singing my life with his words killing me softly with his song killing me softly with his song telling my whole life with his words killng me softly with his song he sand as if he knew me in all my dark despair and then he looked right through me if I wasn't there and he just kept on singing singing clear and strong strumming my pain with his fingers singing my life with his words killing me softly with his song killing me softly with his song telling my whole life with his words killng me softly with his song strumming my pain yeah my life killing me softly with his song killing me softly with his song telling my whole life with his words killing me softly with his song telling my whole life with his words killing me softly with his song strumming my pain yeah my life killing me softly with his song killing me softly
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from Fugees - No Woman No Cry [single] (1997)
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly with his song I heard he sang a good song I heard he had a style And so I came to see him To listen for a while And there he was this young boy A stranger to my eyes Strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly with his song I felt all flushed with fever Embraced by the crowd I felt he found my letters And read each one out loud I prayed that he would finish But he just kept right on Strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly with his song He sang as if he knew me In all my dark despair And then he looked right through me As if I wasn′′t there But he was there this stranger Singing clear and strong Strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly with his song |
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from Fugees - Killing Me Softly (1997)
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly with his song I heard he sang a good song I heard he had a style And so I came to see him To listen for a while And there he was this young boy A stranger to my eyes Strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly with his song I felt all flushed with fever Embraced by the crowd I felt he found my letters And read each one out loud I prayed that he would finish But he just kept right on Strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly with his song He sang as if he knew me In all my dark despair And then he looked right through me As if I wasn′′t there But he was there this stranger Singing clear and strong Strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly with his song |
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from Fugees - Killing Me Softly (1997)
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly with his song I heard he sang a good song I heard he had a style And so I came to see him To listen for a while And there he was this young boy A stranger to my eyes Strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly with his song I felt all flushed with fever Embraced by the crowd I felt he found my letters And read each one out loud I prayed that he would finish But he just kept right on Strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly with his song He sang as if he knew me In all my dark despair And then he looked right through me As if I wasn′′t there But he was there this stranger Singing clear and strong Strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly with his song |
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from Fugees - Refugee Camp [live] (1997)
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style. And so I came to see him and lip sing for a while. And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes. Strumming my pain with his fingers, (one time, one time) singing my life with his words, (two time, two time) killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song, telling my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd, I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud. I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on. Strumming my pain with his fingers, (one time, one time) singing my life with his words, (two time, two time) killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song, telling my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song (instramental interlude) Strumming my pain with his fingers, (yes he was) singing my life with his words, killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song, telling my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song |
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from Fugees - Blunted On Reality (1994)
Yo check it out. This is the boy Wyclef from Tranzlators, I'm coming from the Booga Basement with a roots drink in my hands. So put the Rotts tonics in the air, yeah cause I'm-a start this one off like THIS. Cause niggaz are living like there ain't no tomorrow. I nuked this on the S900 cause I couldn't fford a 1100. I'm-a start this one a little something like this. Here we go. Hey yo people you're living like there ain't no tomorrow You get caught in the terra asside em and ga morro Father, forgeive him for he know not what he done When the bum search for drums, the son search for condoms He seek no, with his ring but with his head That leave many dead in hospital beds; now you and death are newlyweds So before I enter the tunnel I step back and shake it Is it world the death or better life in a casket Destuction of the flesh, new reporter wasn't coming The devil cursed him cause he couldn't follow 10 commandments Hook Living like there ain't no tomorrow You're living like there ain't no tomorrow You're living like there ain't no tomorrow You open up your eyes and them was ga marrow. WOO! Living like there ain't no tomorrow You're living like there ain't no tomorrow You're living like there ain't no tomorrow Open up your eyes. I called up the VP, she told me she was busy watching TV with Roxy I told her I was coming, she said that ain't necessary three's a crowd, so what's the philosophy? Another girl trying to take my girl away from me, easy Fuck the door, I jumped through the window SOMEWHERE over the rainbow Paranable and the bitch still in my home Stick stick in your socket, I sacrifice you like a live rabbit Fatal attraction the coffin's the cabinet Cause in the 90's girls got dicks So keep the light on and make sure that the chick don't that back She said that she did it with some girl named Lisa I said what's the boot yo, she pulled the camcorder Bust it, so what's the charge, you called me a womanizor? I tried to say sorrym she said say sorry for Taquisha. Chairs come flying my way like balls at basketball practice. Call the priest cause she's turning to the exorcist She kicked me out cause she was paying for the apartment That's real, you got no girl, if you got no money to spend But she had loved me for my mind and my poetic skills But bow i'm checking magazings and getting cheap thrills Asking myself when will it end? Cause when it came to sex, my hand was my best friends Hook (Replace you're with I'm and me) I had a cousin like a brother He tried to play me undercover He said I didn't bang her But the girl was his secret lover But I played stupid like my brain had no minerals It's so hard to say good-bye we singing at the funeral Girls smash it up easy, when they know they got the bugsy He used to sleep alone, but now he's riding Mrs. Daisy You say all my business my life's my life my knife's my knife So I be the lion that guards the trife But at the party, I still move my waistline A girl approached me and asked me for the time I said; no disrespect, but check the watch on your wrist And if you're looking for a hit check Charles Bronson from Death Wish Then All of a sudden her man pushed me from the back I turned out real cool- I said why did you do that? The name is Clef, Clef bon Then mark my word that I'm-a break your fucking arm Unless you apologize and pick on someone your size Not too cookoo-hit you-but the 4 to the 5 Point it to your nose Now your blood turns to snow. Hook Yeah, word is born |
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from Lauryn Hill - The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill (1998)
It's funny how money
change a situation Miscommunication leads to complication My emancipation don't fit your equation I was on the humble you on every station Some wan' play young Lauryn like she dumb But remember not a game new under the sun Everything you did has already been done I know all the tricks from Bricks to Kingston My ting done made your kingdom wan' run Now understand L Boogie's non violent But if a thing test me run for mi gun Can't take a threat to mi newborn son L's been this way since creation A groupie call you fall from temptation Now you wanna ball over separation Tarnish my image in your conversation Who you gon' scrimmage like you the champion You might win some but you just lost one You might win some but you just lost one You might win some but you just lost one You might win some but you just lost one You might win some but you just lost one Now now how come your talk turn cold Gained the whole world for the price of your soul Tryin' to grab hold of what you can't control Now you're all floss what a sight to behold Wisdom is better than silver and gold I was hopeless now I'm on Hope road Every man want to act like he's exempt When him need to get down on his knees and repent Can't slick talk on the day of judgement Your movement's similar to a serpent Tried to play straight how your whole style bent Consequence is no coincidence Hypocrites always want to play innocent Always want to take it to the full out extent Always want to make it seem like good intent Never want to face it when it's time for punishment I know that you don't wanna hear my opinion But there come many paths and you must choose one And if you don't change then the rain soon come See you might win some but you just lost one You might win some but you just lost one You might win some but you just lost one You might win some but you just lost one You might win some but you just lost one You might win some but you really lost one You just lost one it's so silly how come When it's all done did you really gain from What you done done it's so silly how come You just lost one Now don't you understand man universal law What you throw out comes back to you star Never underestimate those who you scar Cause karma karma karma comes back to you hard You can't hold God's people back that long The chain of Shatan wasn't made that strong Trying to pretend like your word is your bond But until you do right all you do will go wrong Now some might mistake this for just a simple song And some don't know what they have 'til it's gone Now even when you're gone you can still be reborn And from the night can arrive the sweet dawn Now some might listen and some might shun And some may think that they've reached perfection If you look closely you'll see what you've become Cause you might win some but you just lost one You might win some but you just lost one You might win some but you just lost one You might win some but you just lost one You might win some but you just lost one You might win some but you really lost one You just lost one it's so silly how come When it's all done did you really gain from What you done done it so silly how come You might win some but you really lost one You just lost one it's so silly how come When it's all done did you really gain from What you done done it so silly how come You just lost one You just lost one You just lost one You just lost one You just lost one You just lost one You just lost one You just lost one What you done done |
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from Fugees - The Score (1996)
I woke up this morning I was feeling kind of high
It was me, Jesus Christ and Haile Selassie Selassie said greetings in the name of the most high, Jah Rhastafari, Christ, took a sip of the Amaretto, Passed it down the table said today I'll be betrayed by one you 12 disciples Give me a clue who could do this to you? The kid on the block who makes less money than you. Crooked cops pulled up, they offered him 30 pieces of silver All he got to do is deliver the savior Right on Bergen St. from bad luck to good luck My cup runneth over, pass it down, guzzle up The time has arrived, the prophecy will manifest I saw death, I got scared, butterflies on my chest Father if possible, pass this cup before me, But it's too late I chose my destiny in Gethsemane. You see I loved hard once, but the love wasn't returned I found out the man I'd die for, he wasn't even concerned And time it turned, He tried to burn me like a perm Though my eyes saw the deception, My heart wouldn't let me learn From um, some, dumb woman, was I, And everytime he'd lie, he would cry and inside I'd die. My heart must have 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 thief you can't arrest Pain suppressed, will lead to cardiac arrest Diamonds deserve diamonds, but he convinced me I was worth less when my peoples would protest, I told them mind their business, cause my s*** was complex More than just the sex I was blessed, but couldn't feel it like when I was caressed I'd spend nights clutching my breasts overwhelmed by God's test I was God's best contemplating death with a Gillette But no man is ever worth the paradise MANIFEST Gun-clap Shell cap, Got them crawling on they back Come through with the Fu They be who the F**k is that It's unpredictable, when my tongue performs like Jujitsu Cut you with my lyrics, stab you with my pencil Lethal injection, witness protection Refugee camp's under investigation Gunshot bursts in all directions For the wack MC's we read your revelations Discharge through your pores Get raw and kill Boors I can Capleton when I'm on a Tour Some manifest, with slugs in they chest God bless all the Cowboys in the Wild Wild West |
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from Fugees - The Score (1996)
Mista mista
Can I get five dollars So I can get something to eat HELL NO MOTHERFUCKA You can't get no money from me Cause everytime I give you a dollar You go get shot up with more and more needles And you tell me that you're drug free Drug Free Mista mista I haven't ate anything for a week Can I get a quarter? HELL NO MOTHERFUCKA What can a quarter get you? Nothing motherfucka You are just fucked up Off them fucked up drugs You know you need to leave alone But you keep telling me that you're drug free MOTHERFUCKA You ain't drug free, you're a fiend And everytime I try to help you You pretend as if it's okay Then later on in the week You go back to shootin' needles, to sniffin' Oh mf, but you told me you were DRUG FREE DRUG FREE You ain't drug free motherfucka So you damn well, can't get no motherfuckin money from me |
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from Fugees - The Score (1996)
Mista mista
Can i get five dollars So i can get something to eat Hell no motherfucker You can't get no money from me Cause everytime i give you a dollar You go get shot up with more and more needles And you tell me that you're drug free Drug free Mista mista I haven't ate anything for a week Can i get a quarter Hell no motherfucker What can a quarter get you? Nothing motherfucker You are just fucked up Off them fucked up drugs You know you need to leave alone But you keep telling me that you're drug free Motherfucker You ain't drug free,you're a fiend And everytime I try to help you You pretend as if it's okay Then later on in the week You go back to shootin'needles,to sniffin' Oh mf,but you told me you were drug free Drug free You ain't drug free motherfucker So you damn well,can't get no motherfuckin'money From me |
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from Fugees - Blunted On Reality (1994)
Why am I trapped in a cage? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Barber can I get a fade? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Teacher teacher check my grades (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) I grab the mic in a RAGE... You maintain to put a negro in pain you used to diss me |
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from Fugees - Blunted On Reality (1994)
Why am I trapped in a cage? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Barber can I get a fade? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Teacher teacher check my grades (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) I grab the mic in a RAGE... You maintain to put a negro in pain you used to diss me |
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from Fugees - Refugee Camp [live] (1997)
Why am I trapped in a cage? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Barber can I get a fade? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Teacher teacher check my grades (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) I grab the mic in a RAGE... You maintain to put a negro in pain you used to diss me |
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from Fugees - The Score (1996)
A dedication to all the refugees worldwide
One time say, say, say I remember when we used to sit in the government yard in Brooklyn Observing the crookedness as it mingled with the good people we meet Good friends we had, good friends we've lost along the way In this great future you can't forget your past, so dry your tears I say and to my peeps who passed away No woman, no cry, no woman no cry, say say say Hey little sister don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say I remember when we used to rock in a project yard in Jersey And little Georgie would make the firelight As stolen cars passed through the night And then we'd hit the corner store for Roots, paper, and brew My drink's my only remedy For pain of losing family, but while I'm gone Shorty, Everything's gonna be alright, everything's gonna be alright Fugees come to the dance tonight, everything's gonna be alright O everything's gonna be alright The gun man's in the house tonight But everything's gonna be alright Oh ah oh ah, oh ah oh ah, oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah, oh ah oh ah, oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah No woman no cry, no woman no cry Hey, little sister, don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say I remember when we used to sit in a government yard in Trenchtown The hypocrites as they mingled with the good people we meet Good friends we had Oh good friends we've lost Along the way hey, in this great future You can't forget your past so dry your tears I say And no woman no cry, no woman no cry say say say Hey, little sistser, don't shed no tears No woman no cry and to my peeps who passed away Oh ah oh ah, oh ah oh ah, oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah, oh ah oh ah |
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from Fugees - The Score (1996)
A dedication to all the refugees worldwide
One time say, say, say I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in Brooklyn Oba-Observing the crookedness As it mingled with the good people we meet Good friends we had, oh Good friends we've lost along the way In this great future you can't forget your past So dry your tears I say And to my peeps who passed away No woman, no cry No woman no cry, say say say Hey little sister, don't shed no tears No woman no cry, say say say I remember when we used to rock In a project yard in Jersey And little Georgie would make the firelight As stolen cars passed through the night And then we'd hit the corner store For roots, paper, and brew brew My drinks my only remedy For pain of losing family But while I'm gone Shorty Everything's gonna be alright Everything's gonna be alright Fugees come to the dance tonight Everything's gonna be alright O everything's gonna be alright The gun man's in the house tonight But everything's gonna be alright Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah No woman no cry, no woman no cry Hey, little sister, don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say I remember when we used to sit In a government yard in Trenchtown Oba-Observing the hypocrites As they mingled with the good people we meet Good friends we had Oh Good friends we've lost Along the way hey In this great future you can't forget your past So dry your tears I say And no woman no cry. No woman no cry say say say Hey, little sistser, don't shed no tears No woman no cry and to my peeps who passed away Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah |
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from With H - Doo Wop (2004)
A dedication to all the refugees worldwide
One time say, say, say I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in Brooklyn Oba-Observing the crookedness As it mingled with the good people we meet Good friends we had, oh Good friends we've lost along the way In this great future you can't forget your past So dry your tears I say And to my peeps who passed away No woman, no cry No woman no cry, say say say Hey little sister, don't shed no tears No woman no cry, say say say I remember when we used to rock In a project yard in Jersey And little Georgie would make the firelight As stolen cars passed through the night And then we'd hit the corner store For roots, paper, and brew brew My drinks my only remedy For pain of losing family But while I'm gone Shorty Everything's gonna be alright Everything's gonna be alright Fugees come to the dance tonight Everything's gonna be alright O everything's gonna be alright The gun man's in the house tonight But everything's gonna be alright Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah No woman no cry, no woman no cry Hey, little sister, don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say I remember when we used to sit In a government yard in Trenchtown Oba-Observing the hypocrites As they mingled with the good people we meet Good friends we had Oh Good friends we've lost Along the way hey In this great future you can't forget your past So dry your tears I say And no woman no cry. No woman no cry say say say Hey, little sistser, don't shed no tears No woman no cry and to my peeps who passed away Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah |
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from Fugees - Refugee Camp [live] (1997)
CLEF] A dedication to all the refugees worldwide One time say, say, say I remember when we used to sit in the government yard in Brooklyn. Observing the crookedness as it mingled with the good people we meet. Good friends we had, Good friends we've lost along the way. In this great future you can't forget your past, So dry your tears I say And to my peeps who passed away, No woman, no cry, no woman no cry, say say say. Hey little sister don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say. I remember when we used to rock in a project yard in Jersey, And little Georgie would make the firelight, As stolen cars passed through the night And then we'd hit the corner store for Roots, paper, and brew. My drink's my only remedy For pain of losing family, but while I'm gone Shorty, Everything's gonna be alright, everything's gonna be alright, Fugees come to the dance tonight, everything's gonna be alright, O everything's gonna be alright, The gun man's in the house tonight, But everything's gonna be alright. [CHORUS] Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah [CLEF] No woman no cry, no woman no cry. Hey, little sister, don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say. I remember when we used to sit in a government yard in Trenchtown. The hypocrites as they mingled with the good people we meet. Good friends we had Oh good friends we've lost Along the way hey. In this great future, You can't forget your past so dry your tears I say And no woman no cry. No woman no cry say say say. Hey, little sistser, don't shed no tears No woman no cry and to my peeps who passed away [CHORUS] Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah |
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from Lauryn Hill - The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill (1998)
Now the skies could fall
Not even if my boss should call The world it seems so very small Cause nothing even matters at all Nothing even matters Nothing even matters at all Nothing even matters Nothing even matters at all Your love makes me feel ten feet tall Without it I'd go through withdrawal Cause nothing even matters at all Nothing even matters Nothing even matters at all Nothing even matters Nothing even matters at all drift out to sea Some natural catastrophe Still there's no place I'd rather be Cause nothing even matters to me Nothing even matters Nothing even matters to me Nothing even matters Nothing even matters to me I sometimes have the tendency To look at you religiously Cause nothing even matters to me Nothing even matters Nothing even matters to me Now you won't find me at no store I have no time for manicures With you it's never either or Cause nothing even matters no more Nothing even matters Nothing it don't matter Nothing even matters Nothing even matters no more And make it to the Final Four Just repossess my 4x4 Cause nothing even matters no more Nothing even matters Nothing even matters no more Nothing even matters |
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from Fugees - The Score (1996)
*Ready or not, Here I come, You can't hide
Gonna find you, and take it slowly Ready or not, Here I come, You can't hide Gonna find you, and make you want me Now that I escape sleep walk away those who convolate knows the world they hate Jails bars ain't golden gates those who fake they brake when they meet they four hundred pound mate if i could rule the world, everyone who have a gun and together of course we'd get the up in our their horse I kick a rhyme drinking moon shine I poor sip on the concrete, for the deceased but no don't weep, Wyclef in a state of sleep thinking about the robbe-RY that I did last WEEK Money in the bag, bank a look like a drag I wanna play with pelicans from here to Bagdad Gun blast, think fast I think I'm hit My girl pinch's my hips to see if I still exist I think not, I send a letter to my friends A born again, hooligan only to be king again *Repeat yo, I play my enemies like a game of chess where I rest no stress if you don't smoke cess, less i must confess my destany's manifest to some gortex and sweats I make tracks like i'm homeless Rap orgies with Porgie and Bess capture your bounty like Eliot Ness YES! Bless you if you represent the FU but I hex you, with some witches vu if you do-do Voodo, I could what you do, EASY! Believe me, frontin' niggaz gives me heebe-geebes so why you imitatin' Al Capone I be Nina Symone and defacating on your microphone Ready or not, Here I come, You can't hide Gonna find you, and take it slowly You can't run away from these styles I got Oh baby, hey baby cause I got a lot oh yeah... Anywhere you go, my whole crew gonna know Oh baby, hey baby you can't hide from the black gold no... Ready or not, refugees taking over The buffalo soldier, dread like rasta On the twelve hour flyby in my bomber crews went for cover now they under pushin' up flowers Superfly, true lies do or dies toss me high only profile with my crew from Lacaille I refugee from Guatanamo Bay, dance around the border like I'm Cassius Clay *Repeat (x2) |
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from Fugees - The Score (1996)
Chorus: Lauryn Hill
Ready or not, Here I come, You can't hide I'm Gonna find you, and take it slowly Ready or not, Here I come, You can't hide I'm Gonna find you, and make you want me Verse One: Wyclef Now that I escape sleep walk away those who convolate knows the world they hate Jails bars ain't golden gates those who fake they brake when they meet they four hundred pound mate if i could rule the world, everyone who have a gun and together of course we'd get the up in our their horse I kick a rhyme drinking moon shine I poor sip on the concrete, for the deceased but no don't weep, Wyclef in a state of sleep thinking about the robbe-RY that I did last WEEK Money in the bag, bank a look like a drag I wanna play with pelicans from here to Bagdad Gun blast, think fast I think I'm hit My girl pinch's my hips to see if I still exist I think not, I send a letter to my friends A born again, hooligan only to be king again Chorus Verse Two: Lauryn Hill yo, I play my enemies like a game of chess where I rest no stress if you don't smoke cess, less i must confess my destany's manifest to some gortex and sweats I make tracks like i'm homeless Rap orgies with Porgie and Bess capture your bounty like Eliot Ness YES! Bless you if you represent the FU but I hex you, with some witches vu if you do-do Voodo, I could what you do, EASY! Believe me, frontin' niggaz gives me heebe-geebes so why you imitatin' Al Capone I be Nina Symone and defacating on your microphone chorus Interlude: Lauryn Hill You can't run away from these styles I got Oh baby, hey baby cause I got a lot oh yeah... Anywhere you go, my whole crew gonna know Oh baby, hey baby you can't hide from the black gold no... Verse Three: Pras Ready or not, refugees taking over Buffalo Soldier Dread like rasta On the twelve hour flyby in my bomber crews went for cover now they under pushin' up flowers Superfly, true lies do or dies toss me high only profile with my crew from Lacaille I refugee from Guatanamo Bay, dance around the border like I'm Cassius Clay Chorus |
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from Fugees - Ready Or Not [single] (1997)
Chorus: Lauryn Hill
Ready or not, Here I come, You can't hide I'm Gonna find you, and take it slowly Ready or not, Here I come, You can't hide I'm Gonna find you, and make you want me Verse One: Wyclef Now that I escape sleep walk away those who convolate knows the world they hate Jails bars ain't golden gates those who fake they brake when they meet they four hundred pound mate if i could rule the world, everyone who have a gun and together of course we'd get the up in our their horse I kick a rhyme drinking moon shine I poor sip on the concrete, for the deceased but no don't weep, Wyclef in a state of sleep thinking about the robbe-RY that I did last WEEK Money in the bag, bank a look like a drag I wanna play with pelicans from here to Bagdad Gun blast, think fast I think I'm hit My girl pinch's my hips to see if I still exist I think not, I send a letter to my friends A born again, hooligan only to be king again Chorus Verse Two: Lauryn Hill yo, I play my enemies like a game of chess where I rest no stress if you don't smoke cess, less i must confess my destany's manifest to some gortex and sweats I make tracks like i'm homeless Rap orgies with Porgie and Bess capture your bounty like Eliot Ness YES! Bless you if you represent the FU but I hex you, with some witches vu if you do-do Voodo, I could what you do, EASY! Believe me, frontin' niggaz gives me heebe-geebes so why you imitatin' Al Capone I be Nina Symone and defacating on your microphone chorus Interlude: Lauryn Hill You can't run away from these styles I got Oh baby, hey baby cause I got a lot oh yeah... Anywhere you go, my whole crew gonna know Oh baby, hey baby you can't hide from the black gold no... Verse Three: Pras Ready or not, refugees taking over Buffalo Soldier Dread like rasta On the twelve hour flyby in my bomber crews went for cover now they under pushin' up flowers Superfly, true lies do or dies toss me high only profile with my crew from Lacaille I refugee from Guatanamo Bay, dance around the border like I'm Cassius Clay Chorus |
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from Fugees - Refugee Camp [live] (1997)
You can't run away From these styles I got oh baby, hey baby, 'cause I got alot, oh yeah Anywhere you go, my whole crew gonna know, oh baby Hey baby, you can't hide from the block oh yeah! [Wyclef - Verse One] Yo! Now that I escape, selling five million plates My beeper vibrates, like California earthquakes But I keep a balanced head, 'cause you're hot, they're not M.C.'s go Hollywood, then lose their spot on the jukebox Still ichi bang, wack M.C.'s get the gong! Lyrical tongue Wireless mics from Samsung Wyclef, seduced once by an actress Angela Basset wanted the head of Jean Baptiste Meanwhile across town, I steal no money to Carlito Mama always said don't gamble I'm trapped in casino No more money in my bags Nightmares, getting closer I slept on Elm Street, Freddy Kruger Woke up with a German Luger Black serial killer, man turns to gorilla Provoked I change faces like Michael Jackson's Thriller B-B-B-B-B-Boo! (Imitating young Michael Jackson) And you don't stop!!! [Lauryn - Chorus] Sometimes the Refugees gotta take a stand and break! If any joker come fe' test another life we take! 'Cause when we gunning all the dance, we are the specialist! So scientist, lyricist, pop your pen intense (?)! ( 2x ) [Lauryn - Verse Two] If I could change the times, and make rhymes, raise the babies Give all the pigs rabies Send biting niggas to Haiti's Clothe young ladies Chase the rainbow, find the pot Free the third time offender once he learns to makes-a-lot Lose the fame Take the money Play boys, just like the bunny Find a man with a plan Slap a chicken, If she acts funny Break the bank, on tank Stop niggas from acting stank Take over your bounty rovers Teach a man to find Jehovah Own the stores, own the tours Watch the record, pimps and whores Make love, stop the wars Cop the land, like the Moors Make the last be the first Make the God respect the Earth Change the murder rate to the birth! Bust it! [Lauryn Singing] Ready Or Not Here I come You can't hide! Gonna find you! And take it slowly! Ready Or Not Here I come You can't hide! Gonna find you! And make you want me! [Pras - Verse Three] No more tours, no more scores Por favor senor, I tempt crews, like a bull to a matador Run you for your Range Rover, Like that! Leave you in a broken Nova, Like that!! Buffalo soldier! Dreadlock rasta! (Wyclef in background) Rather be slaughtered, than be captured! Three refugees, one unusual suspect A snitch at the table, how far will your trust get? Lust got you busted, unlocking my vault Body as a Q-Tip, right on the asphalt Tell the youth that you shouldn't skylark Or get marked, like a narc, as The Beast in Nu Yok (New York) [Lauryn - Singing] You can't run away From these styles I got oh baby, hey baby, 'cause I got alot, oh yeah Anywhere you go, my whole crew gonna know, oh baby Hey baby, you can't hide from the block oh no! [Chorus - 3x] |
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from Fugees - Refugee Camp [live] (1997)
You can't run away From these styles I got oh baby hey baby 'cause I got a lot oh yeah Anywhere you go my whole crew gonna know oh baby Hey baby you can't hide from the block oh yeah Yo Now that I escape selling five million plates My beeper vibrates like California earthquakes But I keep a balanced head 'cause you're hot they're not M C's go Hollywood then lose their spot on the jukebox Still ichi bang wack M C's get the gong Lyrical tongue Wireless mics from Samsung Wyclef seduced once by an actress Angela Basset wanted the head of Jean Baptiste Meanwhile across town I steal no money to Carlito Mama always said don't gamble I'm trapped in casino No more money in my bags Nightmares getting closer I slept on Elm Street Freddy Kruger Woke up with a German Luger Black serial killer man turns to gorilla Provoked I change faces like Michael Jackson's Thriller And you don't stop Sometimes the Refugees gotta take a stand and break If any joker come fe' test another life we take 'Cause when we gunning all the dance we are the specialist So scientist lyricist pop your pen intense Sometimes the Refugees gotta take a stand and break If any joker come fe' test another life we take 'Cause when we gunning all the dance we are the specialist So scientist lyricist pop your pen intense If I could change the times and make rhymes raise the babies Give all the pigs rabies Send biting niggas to Haiti's Clothe young ladies Chase the rainbow find the pot Free the third time offender once he learns to makes a lot Lose the fame Take the money Play boys just like the bunny Find a man with a plan Slap a chicken If she acts funny Break the bank on tank Stop niggas from acting stank Take over your bounty rovers Teach a man to find Jehovah Own the stores own the tours Watch the record pimps and whores Make love stop the wars Cop the land like the Moors Make the last be the first Make the God respect the Earth Change the murder rate to the birth Bust it Ready Or Not Here I come You can't hide Gonna find you And take it slowly Ready Or Not Here I come You can't hide Gonna find you And make you want me No more tours no more scores Por favor senor I tempt crews like a bull to a matador Run you for your Range Rover Like that Leave you in a broken Nova Like that Buffalo soldier Dreadlock rasta Rather be slaughtered than be captured Three refugees one unusual suspect A snitch at the table how far will your trust get Lust got you busted unlocking my vault Body as a Q Tip right on the asphalt Tell the youth that you shouldn't skylark Or get marked like a narc as The Beast in Nu Yok You can't run away From these styles I got oh baby hey baby 'cause I got a lot oh yeah Anywhere you go my whole crew gonna know oh baby Hey baby you can't hide from the block oh no Sometimes the Refugees gotta take a stand and break If any joker come fe' test another life we take 'Cause when we gunning all the dance we are the specialist So scientist lyricist pop your pen intense Sometimes the Refugees gotta take a stand and break If any joker come fe' test another life we take 'Cause when we gunning all the dance we are the specialist So scientist lyricist pop your pen intense Sometimes the Refugees gotta take a stand and break If any joker come fe' test another life we take 'Cause when we gunning all the dance we are the specialist So scientist lyricist pop your pen intense |
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from Fugees - Blunted On Reality (1994)
"And when you feelin down.. recharge!" Now and, forevers, them emperors, are nova The lovin, the huggin, will never be overBack up back up boy, don't get me started Still the MC, hit the target, you get bombarded yeah Affect the minds, let the blind evaporate Let me elaborate, ohhhhh nooooooo (it's too late) Push the button, cause I'ma get ?? Pass me a SCUD missle, so I can bomb the land Yo Pras (what?) Yo Pras (what?) Some start to wonder Some see lightning, some hear THUNDER Shades of a black man, maybe the black panther Makin MC's run when it come to rappin I'm the Darth Vader I'm not regular, consider me ir-regular from the regular rapper ones that lumber But I come from a slum where many bum Sometimes I cooled out, while my boys were in prison I always told them that right, overrules wrong cause ever since a boy mama told me judgment they will come son So I watch what I do, what I say, how I PLAY and hope that I make it through the next day Cause the streets are like a jungle, they got me say OH-AY-OH-AY-OH, cause Tarzan's a black man So I'm waiting for a break in the record company so I could take you MC's, back to camp I mean Cause with a flick of my wrist, I come rewind another RHYME I got more rhymes than a church got WINES Ever since middle school, I used to, rule The ?? mule, people called my talent beautiful Never lost a battle, they thought I was buckWILD They didn't know that a ReFugee could rock so well So here's the resurrection, upon Wyclef in hell Check me or my team as I recharge your body Livin to be given, chillin like Bob Dylan Like Michael I'm Thrillin, I'm not dealin to be illin Runnin a mask ??, like the task force The cause is laws, the laws that broke your jaw now I'm, gettin raw on a thing like a mean machine (Why you runnin around with the same old thing? Humm.. you know what I mean, yeah) I search and search, I start to faint but never never never fall in entertain Don't beam me up Scotty, I'm audi like John Gotti Drivin in black CaddySuccess for the next man is success for myself Vanity's vanity yet I still wanted wealth I know there's a true God, but it still makes me think of Yusef.. now is the notty dread dead? Believe in the Bible because it promise eternity Six six six, that makes you, my adversary So I, watch my back and hopin I don't get taxed I used to, rip the rapper cause they said we'd been said wack I know what the critics they say, keep it commercial I used to freestyle, but everything now is rehearsal I miss the old school, so tell me what will I do? I guess I'll start a revolution with the Tranzlator Crew, so.. Check me or my team as I recharge your body (8X) Check it out all MC's I'm about to pull out my slingshot Here it comes! Me lick me one, me lick me one one Me lick me one, me lick me one one Me lick me onnnnnnnnnnne Me come for them alllllllll Me lick me one one one, lick bumba rum Follow me follow me follow me follow me Me lick me one, me lick me one one Me lick me one, me lick me one one Me lick me onnnnnnnnnnne Me come for them alllllllll Me lick me one one one, lick bumba rum Follow me follow me follow me follow me (Me lick me one one) They label me (WHAT?) the MC psycho Prim' you up, but don't mistake me for Sunoco Cuss to get loose, now you got the micro' Joe Who talkin about hope? Poquito dinero means I work hard, but got no money, and that ain't funny Hey honey when you work for free see it's hard to get a lady baby But they say good things come to those wait So I wait, no ego trip, and on the mic I penetrate Elevate as I battle for high stakes Many gamble, I eat you like an ANIMAL cause he gambled for the dime that he didn't have He woke up in a dream and found his body in a body bag Wyclef pissed cause, oh what I really said is is I'm that funky, big up def in pig latin man, hah A lot of rappers try to outrap, but miss me yo But I'm askin every teachers everything he know There's always one trick, to make em slip So let me predict in pure trick I'm sure the rap form will recharge Me lick me one, me lick me one one Me lick me one, me lick me one one Me lick me onnnnnnnnnnne Me come for them alllllllll Me lick me one one one, lick bumba rum Follow me follow me follow me follow me Check them style out of Wy and Prazwell Bad man fire M-16 Police man fire AK=47 Soldier man... them a fire ?? and them gun shoot for.. woy! Bad man fire M-16 Police man fire AK=47 Soldier man... them a fire ?? and them gun shoot for.. woy! |
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가슴네트워크 Review :: 2002-11-28
Subject : Lauryn Hill - MTV Unplugged 2.0 (Sony,2002)
