Тексты песен «Fugees»

[Wyclef] Yo, what up, this Wyclef with Mary J. I serenade the girls with my accoustic guitar You know what I'm sayin'? Yo, fellas havin' problems with the chicks? I want you right now to turn the lights down low Pull...

Yo (one time) I was born by the river (uh) (uh) In a tentement Oh, my poor mother, She could hardly pay the rent It's been a long (ha) A long time comin But I know a change is gonna come Oh yes it will (two time) (yea)...

[Lauryn - Singing] Can you tell me how to get......how to get to Sesame Street? (Check it out, here we go!) - Wyclef [Lauryn- Singing (Chorus)] Be yourself (Just be yourself) Easy as A-B-C (A-B-C) Can't be no one...

[Lauryn - Singing] Can you tell me how to get......how to get to Sesame Street? (Check it out, here we go!) - Wyclef [Lauryn- Singing (Chorus)] Be yourself (Just be yourself) Easy as A-B-C (A-B-C) Can't be no one else...

"Blame It On The Sun" Refugees up in here Booga Basement style On a John Fields show Giving you a little reggae, a little R&B, a little hip hop Stevie Wonder style You know how we do Buss it Where has my love gone?

"Blunted Interlude" [Intro] [inhales, then coughs] Ay, nigga pass me the blunt (Go get the fuck outta here, oh shit) [inhales and coughing continues] Ay, pass this over here man, so we can just cipher youknowI'msayin'?...

Blunted On Reality Lyrics Fugees (Intro) (*inhales, then coughs*) Ay, nigga pass me the blunt (Go get the fuck outta here, oh shit) (*inhales and coughing continues*) Ay, pass this over here man, so we can just cipher...

Mama, just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger, now he's dead Mama, life has just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away Mama, ooo I didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this...

Mama, just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger, now he's dead Mama, life has just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away Mama, ooo I didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this...

"Boof Baf" [Wyclef Jean] I'm Chill-Master-Nell of a thousand emcees But how are you gonna tell the real I bust from these fo' knees Cause he sees everyone with a deal with a record company They go home, they write a...

Yo (one time) I was born by the river (uh) (uh) in a tentement oh, my poor mother, she could hardly pay the rent It's been a long (ha) a long time comin but I know a change is gonna come oh yes it will (two time)...

This is the Fugees, Outsiders up in here: [CLEF]:CHORUS Everyone wants to be a cowboy Grab your guns boy Forty-five by my side, No the nigger dies. [PACE1] Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen You shot your bullet,...

[(Wyclef) Lauryn in parentheses] Yes, Refugee Camp (Yeah, Yeah Refugee Camp unh! Ahh!) Yo...It never stops, what?! We comin' back! (Murder dat buoy!) Ninety seven to two thousand, check it! (Ha! Ha! La!) [Wyclef]...

[OMEGA] 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 of agility Who will it be to test me and expose their...

[CLEF] We used to be number 10 But now we're permanent one Wyclef, Preacher's Son, Ichi bang, Listen Mrs. Tin Can I'm your candy handy man Me without you is like American without the Band Stand Cool fellow,...

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...

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...

Fu-Gee-La (Refugee Camp Remix) {CLEF} We used to be number 10 But now we're permanent one Wyclef, Preacher's Son, Ichi bang Listen Mrs. Tin Can I'm your candy handy man Me without you is like American without the Band...

[CLEF] We used to be number 10 But now we're permanent one Wyclef, Preacher's Son, Ichi bang, Listen Mrs. Tin Can I'm your candy handy man Me without you is like American without the Band Stand Cool fellow,...

[CLEF] We used to be number 10 But now we're permanent one Wyclef, Preacher's Son, Ichi bang, Listen Mrs. Tin Can I'm your candy handy man Me without you is like American without the Band Stand Cool fellow, dancehall...