Текст (слова) песни: The Fugees - Bootleg Versions

[(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]
Jericho sound...
No Woman No Cry (We `bout to set it!)
Yes! Yes! (We `bout to set it!)
Yo! We `bout to set it! (L-Boogie, yes yo, what?!)
We `bout to set it! (We`bout to set it!)
Yes! We `bout to set it! (We `bout to set it!)

[Lauryn "L-Boogie" Hill - Verse One]
Yo, L won`t take the mark though I swim with sharks
I make the dark see the light
Board the ark for forty nights
Times reveal a broken seal, like a (pause) fiend steal
You for fake, I`m for real, like Jesus Christ`s last meal
You make deals with devils
The soul descends infinite levels
Pray to God I see the next, rescripture in Holy text then
ask to be forgiven for premarital sex
In the same breath I speak with death about the times
and how many joined his army over bullshit rhymes
You see L change the topic, clear as fiber-optics
Make talk about your clothes become microscopic decisions
Young bitches in prison, messing `round with that life
Thug, drug dealer wife
Consequence cut like a knife, then we learned that
only Jah and God can protect
You know the story, housing projects is purgatory
So, teach the youths they got more rights than Miranda
Tell `em this whole shit is propaganda! Word!

[Wyclef]
Yo, sound system, you know what I`m sayin`?!
Jericho Sound...System!
Turn up your sound...Systems!

[Wyclef - Verse Two]
Yo, here he comes down the road
A black Maserati, what up Raheem? (Whatup?! Whatup?! Whatup?!)
He never fought unless necessary
You shot at? He shot back
The whole block felt the bang
Last man to fight with his fists his name was Jackie Chan
Not Charles Brownson
Once you hear the whistle, even Grandmas is stackin` up on old wooden pistols
Nobody`s thinking by the time you`re done blinking
Cold freezer, so your body won`t be stinkin`
Read the will, he left the bills for his daughter Soleil
Last words written just before he got killed
Woman cry (Crying)
Why wasn`t I the one?
Not knowing, the omen was her son DAMIEN! (Demonic voice in background)
Father forgive `em, for they know not what they done
Their meaning of fun is who can draw the quicker gun
Easy with the fizi
Second rate the violence
Those who disagree hear your ashes blow in silence!

[Wyclef]
Yo! Turn up your sound system!
This is the Refugee Camp!
Jericho Sound System!
Know what I`m sayin`?!
Te Bass production!
Refugee Camp collaboration!
Turn up your sound system!
Come on! Turn up your boom system!
This is how we do, turn it up, come on!

[Prakazrel "Pras" - Verse Three]
From the heart of Kingston, to the streets of Brooklyn-Marcy
All the way to the highest peak of any frequency, unhh!
Illegal aliens, them all run invasions
Broadcasting all over your radio stations (Radio station!) - Lauryn
Mathematics, lead me to believe
there`s mysteries in numbers
Lightning and thunder
Enough, ribbons in the sky (Ribbon In The Sky!)
To make Stevie Wonder
and man it works, to say I come from down under (Come from down under!)
The wiz kid got no ride
You frontin` at the bar (You frontin` at the bar!)
You ain`t a star
You rolled up in somebody else`s car (You rolled up in somebody else`s car!)
You know the deal! BMW, Black Man Walking, came home your
Timberlands was talkin`! (Uh huh)
(Addressing Jeru) Niggas jealous `cause the truth I said in Zealots
Well let me tell it...Without Premier you couldn`t sell it!!!

[Lauryn]
Murder dat buoy!!!

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[Lauryn "L-Boogie" Hill - Verse One] Yo, L won`t take the mark though I swim with sharks I make the dark see the light Board the ark for forty nights Times reveal a broken seal, like a (pause) fiend steal You for fake, I`m for real, like Jesus Christ`s last meal You make deals with devils The soul descends infinite levels Pray to God I see the next, rescripture in Holy text then ask to be forgiven for premarital sex In the same breath I speak with death about the times and how many joined his army over bullshit rhymes You see L change the topic, clear as fiber-optics Make talk about your clothes become microscopic decisions Young bitches in prison, messing `round with that life Thug, drug dealer wife Consequence cut like a knife, then we learned that only Jah and God can protect You know the story, housing projects is purgatory So, teach the youths they got more rights than Miranda Tell `em this whole shit is propaganda! Word! [Wyclef] Yo, sound system, you know what I`m sayin`?! Jericho Sound...System! Turn up your sound...Systems! [Wyclef - Verse Two] Yo, here he comes down the road A black Maserati, what up Raheem? (Whatup?! Whatup?! Whatup?!) He never fought unless necessary You shot at? He shot back The whole block felt the bang Last man to fight with his fists his name was Jackie Chan Not Charles Brownson Once you hear the whistle, even Grandmas is stackin` up on old wooden pistols Nobody`s thinking by the time you`re done blinking Cold freezer, so your body won`t be stinkin` Read the will, he left the bills for his daughter Soleil Last words written just before he got killed Woman cry (Crying) Why wasn`t I the one? Not knowing, the omen was her son DAMIEN! (Demonic voice in background) Father forgive `em, for they know not what they done Their meaning of fun is who can draw the quicker gun Easy with the fizi Second rate the violence Those who disagree hear your ashes blow in silence! [Wyclef] Yo! Turn up your sound system! This is the Refugee Camp! Jericho Sound System! Know what I`m sayin`?! Te Bass production! Refugee Camp collaboration! Turn up your sound system! Come on! Turn up your boom system! This is how we do, turn it up, come on! [Prakazrel "Pras" - Verse Three] From the heart of Kingston, to the streets of Brooklyn-Marcy All the way to the highest peak of any frequency, unhh! Illegal aliens, them all run invasions Broadcasting all over your radio stations (Radio station!) - Lauryn Mathematics, lead me to believe there`s mysteries in numbers Lightning and thunder Enough, ribbons in the sky (Ribbon In The Sky!) To make Stevie Wonder and man it works, to say I come from down under (Come from down under!) The wiz kid got no ride You frontin` at the bar (You frontin` at the bar!) You ain`t a star You rolled up in somebody else`s car (You rolled up in somebody else`s car!) You know the deal! BMW, Black Man Walking, came home your Timberlands was talkin`! (Uh huh) (Addressing Jeru) Niggas jealous `cause the truth I said in Zealots Well let me tell it...Without Premier you couldn`t sell it!!! [Lauryn] Murder dat buoy!!! Нравится песня? 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