Introduction(Wyclef responding to an overlord voice) 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 Fugees Index Nappy HeadsWhy 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 "You sure you wanna hang with old Eddie Kane?" (+The Five Heartbeats+) Ain't nuttin wrong, so snap your head to the song Word is bond, you get wrong, I'll have you sing like Louis Armstrong And I say to myself, WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD But what the fuck was so wonderful bout pickin cotton -- on a farm? The harder they come, the harder they fall, so come one come all Don't stall or I'ma stick you like a voodoo doll Doors locked stop draw for the count, who drops? Ten-nine-eight-seven-six-five-four-three-two-one- -You-slept-on-a-kid-from-the-boondocks Out of Hooterville land of the ill kill Bellsburg Viking so you know I'm top ranking Phil Some say newcomer like the yuma but save the rumor Cause I've been rockin ever since eighty-three When I used to rock my Pumas Rap, narcotic psychotic so hear the sentencin One out of ten, I'm passin the mic next time I'll get WICKED Heard the man who went before, got intimated You tried to gas me up, too much gas, you got intoxicated You wasn't ready for the real'n, dealin, chillin Wyclef, no competition when I'm bringin pure death I'm jumpin like a monkey to get mines off A-from a caterpillar, to the mic moth (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Teacher teacher check my grades (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) I coulda sworn I had an A (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) I grab the mic in a RAGE... You put, one and one together now you think you a rapper Baseball cap backward, forearms swingin like a hip-hopper You do the rhyme, thinkin no one can stop ya I be the followin that chop ya down as I clock ya, hah When I say five-oh, I mean fifty not guns or cops Now here's the heavyweight knocker, the freedom fighter Natural rhythm rock a mic I always rhyme I'm never drinkin vodka Any old style, I throw it in a locker Well I'm a Gucci rocker, I never drank no vodka Me got no bag of cheeba cause I never had a knocker My cousin's name was Shaka, for short we called him 'Aka I flip it on wack MC's because to me they flow like caca You boogie move the groove, nothing to prove you lose Your style remind of yesterday, old news Sad sung blues who's, chose the one to feel the pain Or bring the cane, tick-tock I come to pick your lock It's not for capital gain So watch out for the remain, or cry from bloodstain Bustin nuts, bustin style Gettin buckwild some think I'm the descendant of a wilder child Comin on the mic, from a higher level Broke is no joke/choke the hell out of the devil (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) What about Martin? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) What about Malcolm? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Rosa Parks? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) You hung a man after dark (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Cease the violence! (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Yo who got the power, to make a man raise from the dead? Some said that it was Jesus, they said he was a notty dread But I don't mean to confuse a world that's confused Mind's atomic, so like a bomb, let me drop it Can't get too deep, cause some sleep while I wake In a dream that's made of wine but let me bring it back to grapes Teacher, explain the parable, it's simple: It's easier for the camel to go through the eye of a needle Than for you to enter the kingdom, or battle And walk away, with the title when I get, brutal Feelings are mutual so sign your life, to Prudential Don't even flinch, the other becomin spiritual There's six million ways to die but choose four Cause I can still be in the desert buttnaked and be HARDCORE! When ? checks that means pump your fist Remember Moses people, this is Exodus Don't try to stop this, the force comes from Genesis Them who did us wrong, ask the Lord for forgiveness The man got a drum, made the land of the dumb We droppin the bass drum, then we ?? You can't kill the battle with a ?? .. feeling Joshua So march to St. Lawrence Yo march I got your back, march! Crown Heights (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Cease the violence (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) A moment of silence (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) For those who died (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Public Enemy (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Number one (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Fredric Douglass (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Harriet Tubman (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) ?? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Bob Marley (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Prazwell (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) To my man Khalid (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Now, speak of resistance, we're nappy heads Rhymes, kinks, braids and dreads The mother of creation, epitome of creativity, yeah And keep your heads nappy Fugees Index Blunted InterludeFugees Index Recharge"And when you feelin down.. recharge!" Now and, forevers, them emperors, are nova The lovin, the huggin, will never be over Back 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 Check me or my team as I recharge your body Check me or my team as I recharge your body 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 Caddy Success 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 Check me or my team as I recharge your body Check me or my team as I recharge your body Check me or my team as I recharge your body Check me or my team as I recharge your body Check me or my team as I recharge your body Check me or my team as I recharge your body Check me or my team as I recharge your body 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! Fugees Index Freestyle InterludeFugees Index VocabYou got the vocab I got the vocab You got the vocab You know I got the vocab You got the vocab I got the vocab Hey, yo pass the mic so I can tell 'em I got the gift o' gab Monkey see, monkey what? Monkey, monkey be yourself. Monkey see, monkey what? Monkey, monkey be yourself. Monkey see, monkey what? Monkey, monkey be yourself. Hey yo catch me when I'm sober, but now I drink for the belt. So pass the root straight to the right hand side. Make no mistake that the buzz is a natural high. I said it's big emergency mind your busy body He hit me. I broke his nose. The referee's Mr Fuji. So hey to the blue jay, mocking bird don't mock. The last bird who mocked he got caught in my roughneck chicken pot. So Mr Rooster give me a crookedy croo at 6am He looked at me a laughin' said my music would make F.M. Station. You're Haitian. You'll never get nowhere. But I sweared on my grandmother grave we'd be here. So now when I back track I back track far enough to make a nigga run and leave his tongue back. You think I'm cool I think you're cruel so here's a shell cap. On your gluteus maximus and leave ya handicapped. Ratatatat. You got the vocab I got the vocab You got the vocab You know I got the vocab You got the vocab I got the vocab Hey, yo pass the mic so I can tell 'em I got the gift o' gab Hoboes above leave the boat for the Pope Hoboes above leave the boat for the Pope Hoboes above leave the boat for the Pope Boat people here we go Hi De Hi De Hi De Ho Yeah Some quest for the truth, some bust a loop. And search for some knowledge that come runnin' in the woods. And if I should a choose to be one Then I will be a ???? hoodin' with books and look to kill. My proof is in my puddin' If I chill in the hood would you be say that I'm hoodin'? Now. Let me exercise a new style that will brutalise MCs into a warpath genocide. Nobody move, nobody get hurt. It's a homocide So jump jump punks ready to get stuck. Evil Kenevil was my man, someone for the stunts. I'm mostly fillies, I'm just straight up front, ha. Meat ya tryin' to light up you get blast like nitrogen. Runnin' for mercy, runnin' for oxygen. Bad L.A. meat you're better off comittin' suicide. I shoot the lip so high I strip you of your carbon dioxide Rock-a-bye the lullaby he be singin' 'Oh my'. Boof Baff another son a go die. What's the matter with the black man? (Black man) What's the matter with the black man? (Black man) Now a statistic. So dreams of her become realistic. Poor bastard gets mystic I don't believe you checked the psychic Emancipate your mind. Don't set the limit. Reach the summit. Free your spirit 'cause your blunted From the lyrics I just stuttered. 'Live off the streets' says the brother with the machete. 'Live off the lady' says the brother with the glock in patrol. I live logically, no weak slave to poverty. You see it's very easy to slip between the asphalt sheet. Brothers from my way they used to get mad plays. Till they caught us bustin' doughnuts 'til the break of day. Brother, my brother, you played me undercover. She wouldn't be your lover so now you tried to dis her For sister. You missed her but ask yourself a question. Can I make a suggestion? I need a true confession. Is she skivs 'cause the skin that she's in makes you sin? Does you hit her just to get her integrate another sister? Mister. I asked him for a hanky. He asked if he could spank me. So why'd you disrespect me, sir? Were you thinking I'm misguided or were you tryin to hide it That you had no father figure. Which? Check out your wackness. It won't distrust my blackness. I wonder for a smack, but don't think that it would help this. What's the matter with the black man (Black man) All original gunman dem original good (Bahahahahahahaha) All original gunman dem original good (Bahahahahahahaha) Come jackin' it up an' I bad an' me fell in ma booby trap With a rappin' up for the eight track play back laid back sit back An I'll ???? an me runnin' ???? as a matter a fact 'Cause I trappin' a back like a cool six pack now bring it back. Woah! United we stand, divided we crumble. What's the flavour? More Babylon, more Babylon, more Babylon fall What's the flavour? More Babylon, more Babylon, more Babylon fall These days every man want to be a god. Lay down the gun every man on the floor. But the real gunman him not play Hollywood role. Because he pull out his gun and send another boy down. Watch us bleed. Another gunman go bleed. Watch us bleed. If I used up all my dust I got ???? Watch us bleed. Me up an' comin' ready. Watch us bleed. Watch us for original Tranzlator Crew. Oh, er, every time we come, we come correct, see. We out. Fugees Index Special News Bulletin InterludeFugees Index Boof BafFugees Index TempleFugees Index How Hard Is It ?Fugees Index Harlem Chit Chat InterludeFugees Index Some Seek StardomAhhhhhH! Check the crippled man, sittin in the church My conscience hurts, flesh like me hits the dirt She's paralyzed from her feet to her thighs And the man who pulled the trigger didn't even lose his necktie Hi/I check Jimmy cuttin hair at the barbershop He plays the bass guitar, like David plays the harp His knowledge name is Greek, cause whenever he speaks He's got the wisdom of King Solomon bags in his eyes from no sleep Sometimes he thought of the fame in Madison Square Garden So some seek stardom, but they forget Harlem But seeking first of all the kingdom of God is what my pops told me So if I fall, could the choir catch me I flew away, on a mountain, got tempted by Satan Got bitten by a cobra, but the Lord took my venom So who's side am I on? I'm on the righteous Always check the lyrics, no time to contradict Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem They/brothers/sisters/families/people/we/brothers Keep their pockets full, but their souls run empty Well aiyyo family I beseech you, in the hopes that I may reach you My mother taught me one day that this mid-day would come someday Born to talk that jive, with peaky hair grown wild And teachers disliked me, cause I knew where my culture be So now yeah mom I read history, I can't neglect my passion see Rock it's kind of new to me, cause my true love was poetry White was good and bad was black but black was just a massa lackey Built for that B. Nimble Jack and I'd like to save you from the wicked D-Dog clear I wouldn't be wet The black to mourn, tomorrow's death The evil things, glad that I, while angels wrote this violence why? Help me make me comprehend my black bezerk and why cast it Time to blaze the angels nappy heads are braided that you make me See what's hard for me that don't make you flee When I enter your vicinity, you see my God ain't never after me So yo I be wised up with Greek To go and be, the last and good and see what's wrong with me And through your insecurity of me and my ability So bredren won't you let me be or has thou asked to much from thy To tell the truth and not to lie? Oh my... Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem They/brothers/sisters/families/people/we/brothers Keep their pockets full, but their souls run empty Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem They/brothers/sisters/families/people/we/brothers Keep their pockets full, but their souls run empty But as I grew, I knew cause the master told me From a baby to a woman from a woman to a baby Life is so short, hardcore becomes hard-corpse Step in a coffin where the money's no longer the source There we go, there we go, there we go I got mine now won't you get yours, we never open doors So we neglect, and don't protect the ones that's not People never really seem to care And then they cry out, "My people! Why aren't we treated equal?" As we flee, we flee our own communities We leave our family in poverty And then we blame it on another, so family please recover Oh c'mon please come now with you can come with me now and blow now If you want to, we're through... Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem They/brothers/sisters/families/people/we/brothers Keep their pockets full, but their souls run empty Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem They/brothers/sisters/families/people/we/brothers Keep their pockets full, but their souls run empty Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem They/brothers/sisters/families/people/we/brothers Keep their pockets full, but their souls run empty Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem Some seek stardom, then they forget Harlem They/brothers/sisters/families/people/we/brothers Keep their pockets full, but their souls run empty Fugees Index GigglesFugees Index Da Kid From Haiti InterludeFugees Index Refugees On The MicFugees Index Living Like There Ain't No TomorrowYo 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 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 Living like there ain't no tomorrow I'm and me living like there ain't no tomorrow I'm and me 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 I'm and me living like there ain't no tomorrow I'm and me living like there ain't no tomorrow Open up your eyes. 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. 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. Yeah, word is born Fugees Index Shout Outs From The BlockFugees Index |
