歌词
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
****** 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.
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
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.
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.
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
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