* originally avail. on the Vocab 12" 
Intro: Lauryn Hill 
Yo, this is the Fugees 
Refugees 
About to take you on a journey 
Into the dimensions of the Booka basement 
The basement, word 
Uhh 
Hey yo, one two three! The crew is called Re-Fu-Ge-ee-es 
An if yu come fa tes the rap stylee 
Stop the violence and just bring it on, willld 
Verse One: Lauryn Hill 
Hey yo I, feel kind of melancholy people think they really know me 
I keep a wrap about me while I'm driving daddy's Audi 
I pay the toll fighting for my own soul 
Cause the bourgeoise type of mental sucks like a flat comb 
But I be baitin the rebel base to bass distort the EQ 
The devil's wishin they could send me back to Mogadishu 
Cause I've been wild since I was a juvenile 
Afro-centric profile, back when righteous rap was your style 
Now kids are whylin so I ask the bad black 
Boogie bandit, what's the damage, gimme the estimate then 
pray tell me when's the revolution will begin? 
I turn on my TV I check out Farrakhan on CNN see 
I'm like the phantom that's flying like the bird do 
And things you never heard plus I come from the suburbs 
Word to God, I heard you're acting kind of hard 
And you got your skin scarred when they was shootin on the boulevard 
[Lauryn Hill] 
(You got the vocab) I got the vocab 
(On the real got the vocab) You know we got the vocab 
(All my peeps got the vocab) Yeah, we got the vocab 
[Lauryn] Aiyyo Praz, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab 
Verse Two: Prazwell 
Then cast off from here to Mexico 
You see my four-five-six a-be my Celo 
And when I rest my head is on a pillow 
Be-ba-dee-be, be-dee-be, be-dee-be-bo 
You see the skills I manifest is very tho-rough 
And if you don't believe me ask Freres Ja-cques 
Mmmm, Freres Jacques, Freres Jacques 
A dorme vous? A dorme vous? 
WATCH OUT NOW! When I choose to speak 
I'm forming the cipher fly East to the Five Percenter 
Knowledge is born, to all beginners 
Cast the first stone, if you feel you ain't a sinner, ahh 
Say o-ur father, who art in heaven 
Forgive the foolish rapper for he not know how Fugee be steppin 
Correct and, stopped and kept in, nuff respect to the 
DJ, that be selectin, the type of record ahhh 
[Prazwell] 
(You got the vocab) I got the vocab 
(The click's got the vocab) You know they got vocab 
(Brooklyn got the vocab) We got the vocab 
[Lauryn] Aiyyo Clef grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab 
Verse Three: Wyclef 
Check it out, here we go 
Back in Eighty-TREE, no one wanted to be NAPPY 
I turn on my TV, it's a dreadlock for FREE 
Kill the gimmick 
It's nonsense, it's no sense or value 
a rapper, disaster, nobody ever told me that 
"Roxanne, you don't got to work for money no more!!"... and... 
Back in the days I used to listen to Kool G Rap 
Way back when before guns became gats and 
Run-D.M.C. used to ask Mary was she buggin? 
I loved P.E., they kept me concious of what I was saying 
Afrika Bambaata, Poor Righteous Teacher 
Got within myself so it made me a Five Percenter 
Say La-Di-Da-Di, UHH! we like to party but 
my jam was BDP, with My Philosophy 
Say Grandmaster Flash, MC Melle Mel 
Then LL Cool J came with Rock the Bells! 
See I'm the one for the crew, like a Jew is a Jew 
Like Apollo got the moon, like the men who got the blue 
Like the Fu got the Manchu, Chaka got the Zulu 
Hawaii got the Honolulu 
I got the rap lieu, so skippedy-de-bop-bop you don't stop 
You do the rock-rock from hip-hop through be-bop 
from be-bop to bee-bee 
[Lauryn Hill] 
(You got the vocab) I got the vocab 
(Boogie Down got the vocab) You know they got the vocab 
(Black people got the vocab) Word, we got the vocab 
[Lauryn] Aiyyo peeps, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab 
(You got the vocab) Yeahh, we got the vocab 
(Queens got the vocab) You know y'all got the vocab 
(Uptown got the vocab) Yeahh, they got the vocab 
[Lauryn] Aiyyo, bros grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab 
(DC got the vocab) Word, y'all got the vocab 
(Virginia got the vocab) Aiyy, I know y'all got the vocab 
(Oakland got the vocab) Word, they got the vocab 
[Lauryn] Aiyyo, sisters grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab
| 1 | Killing me softly with his song | 
| 2 | Ready or Not | 
| 3 | Fu-Gee-La | 
| 4 | Boof Baf | 
| 5 | How Many Mics | 
| 6 | No Woman, No Cry | 
| 7 | Mista Mista | 
| 8 | Manifest | 
| 9 | Killing Me Softly | 
| 10 | Fu |