Mama, she done told me She didn't like this rock and roll But mama, mama, please Mama, you just don't know I don't want to hang up my rock and roll shoes
(a-wa) o kodwa u zo-nge li-sa namhlange (a-wa a-wa) si-bona kwenze ka kanjani (a-wa a-wa) amanto mbazane ayeza She's a rich girl She don't try to hide
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
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
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
This is the Fugees, outsiders up in here Everyone wants to be a cowboy Grab your guns boy Forty-five by my side No the nigger dies Zen, zen, zen, zen
[WYCLEF] 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
Warn the town the beast is loose Word 'em up y'all Warn the town the beast is loose C'mon Conflicts with night sticks, illegal sales districts Hand-picked
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
Have you ever worn the mask, yeah One, two, one, two M to the A to the S to the K Put the mask upon the face just to make the next day Feds be hawkin
Look into the rhyme Rum to the ripple Sing boo But at times I come in triple Blaow, blaow put the heater to your head Now your dead Wyclef don't give
[WYCLEF] 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
How Many Mic's Do We Rip on the Daily Say me say Many Moni, Say me say manymanymany How Many Mic's Do We Rip on the Daily Say me say Many Moni, Say me
One, two, I'm 'bout to set this off, like this Hip-hoppers, check it Another MC lose his life tonight, Lord I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why?
I don't care if you wreck my car or shave off all my hair You can go and run your vacuum during my favorite show And I'll let you call up folks in Europe
Oh, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah I keep on dancin' on the roof Try not to fall, stay in the groove, oh A step too far, I'm out of place Life beats you up some
I once met a man with a sense of adventure He was dressed to trill Wherever he went he said "let?s make love on a mountain top Under the stars, on a big
i just wanna smoke weed and buy shoes, and do it fly guys do i just wanna smoke weed and buy shoes, and do it fly guys do stacks on there, there we straight
