WYCLEF JEAN

WYCLEF JEAN - Where Fugees At lyrics

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Intro:<br>Uh huh, uh huh<br>Feels good to be back at the essence where it all started you know<br>Uh huh, uh huh<br>What up<br>Uh huh, uh huh<br>Turn up my headphones man, uh huh uh huh<br>I got a few things I wanna tell the people out there<br>Yo, yo, yo<br><br>Hook:<br>All I hear is fugee this, fugee that<br>Where fugee at? I need fugees to spit up on this track<br>Lauryn if you're listenin, pras if you're listenin<br>Gimme a call I'm in the lab in the booga basement<br>Y'all know my style, I'm still *mini, money, mini, mini,<br>It ain't all about the money*<br><br>[verse 1]<br>When I was hustla, two dogs by my side plus a black pistola<br>Loud mcs, feel the silencer<br>Y'all still rhymin, y'all cuckoo, I send cycles to belvue<br>This ain't a sequel son, but I have you scream 2 [ahhh!]<br>Real live cinema of the streets produced a junkie<br>Put back on your shirt man you lookin like et<br>You're cracked out, for dough, some blow on saxophone<br>You're rhymin off beat even with help from my metronomes<br>See, y'all ain't mcs, you a cm<br>Common motherfucker rhymin about lexus and benz<br>The same benz you got jacked in, drunk off of gin<br>You woke up in hell gettin sexed by marilyn manson<br>You lie, you deny, pass me the microphone<br>I guess like eddie murphy you was givin 'em a ride home<br>Yeah right, 25 mics, material in the source<br>While your rap crew's on steroids lookin like full force<br>Your girl she's buffed, puffed, in daytime don't play rough<br>The freaks come out at night so that's when I bring out the cuffs<br>Grandma marnier, cd player number two<br>Shadae's in my bedroom singin sweetest taboo<br><br>Hook<br><br>[verse 2]<br>We used to rap, now y'all wanna come and get me with a bat? <br>Y'all must be smokin crack, with pookie from new jack<br>How could y'all forget, I'm the reason y'all mc<br>But y'all flip like pharisees and charge me for blasphemy<br>You know who you are, eight bar superstar<br>Karate cars, buy up the bars with the credit cards<br>You wanna impress, I'm young chick, you just met<br>First thing she say, I used to run with wyclef<br>Look surprised, see your flesh outside your vest<br>Yeah you could fight, in the wwf<br>Cuz in this arena ain't nothin but gladiators and haters<br>Hopin they kill me and roll and feed me to the tigers<br>Oh lord, protect me from the devil<br>They open the book of life, y'all readin like the anti christ<br>Your weak kid, stop lyin to the public<br>You wanted it so bad that you took all the production credits<br>Some mcs in the underground, mad at me cuz I'm above ground<br>Counting english pounds<br>I tell ya what, success don't come overnight<br>I was in noah's ark for forty days and forty nights<br>Contemplatin what should I write, what should I recite<br>Cuz ain't nobody here but thugs and chicks wit ice<br>That's when I daydream into the twilight<br>Girls wit they man, screamin I hate life<br>Baby girl look in the opposite direction<br>Cuz my class is the *misedu...*<br><br>Hook

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