The Fugees

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 say manymanymany I get mad frustrated when I rhyme Thinking of all the kids who try to do this For

Said said Said I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in Trenchtown Oba, ob-serving the hypocrites As they would mingle with the good people we meet Good friends we have had, oh good friends we've lost along the way In this bright futu

[ti:Zealots] [ar:Fugees] [al:Original Album Classics] [offset:0] [00:00.81]Zealots - Fugees [00:13.31]Another MC lose his life tonight, lord [00:17.87] [00:19.06]I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why [00:24.06]O lord, father don't let him bury me,

[ti:The Beast] [ar:Fugees] [al:Original Album Classics] [offset:0] [00:01.19]The Beast - Fugees [00:05.37]What's you are touch ah ah [00:07.50] [00:12.94]Warn the town the beast is loose ah ah [00:16.32] [00:17.56]Word 'em up y'all [00:19.16]Warn the

[ti:Fu-Gee-La (Refugee Camp Global] [ar:Fugees] [al:Original Album Classics] [offset:0] [00:01.52]Fu-Gee-La (Refugee Camp Global Mix) - Fugees [00:21.02]We used to be number 10 [00:22.49]But now we＇re permanent one [00:24.06]Wyclef, preacher＇s son, i

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

The Fugees Killing Me Softly With His Song (Live At The Brixton Academy) 作词:Charles Fox, Norman Gimbel Yo, yo, what? I heard he sang a good song, yeah Yo, I heard he had a style And so, I came to see him and listen for awhile What? And there he was,

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 a beep if your dead Raaaaah, raaaah Let me attack just like the black cat You in the wrong neighborh

[CHORUS:] 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. [CLEF:] Now that I escape, sleepwalker awake Those who could relate know the world ai

[CLEF] 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. Be