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 tonguekissing
a razor blade
That sounds sick maybe
one day I'll write a horror
Blackula comes to the
ghetto jacks an ACURA
Stevie Wonder sees
crack babies
becoming 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 run
A boy on the side
of Babylon trying to
front like he's down
with Mount Zion
Ooh la la la
it's the way that
we rock when we
doing our thing
Ooh la la la
it's the natural la
that the Refugees bring
Ooh la la la la la
la la la la la la
Sweet thing yeah yeah
yeah yeah...
In saloons we
drink boones and
battle goons till high noon
bust rap tunes
on flat
spoons take
no shorts like poon poon's
See hootchies pop
coochies for Gucci's and
Looychies Find me in
my Mitsubishi eating
Sushi bumping Fugees
Hey Hey Hey
try to take my crew
and we don't play play
Say say say
like Paul Mc Cartney
not hardly
Oddly enough I can see
right through your bluff
Niggas buff and they puff
but they can't handle us
We bust Cause we
fortified I could never
hide Seen Cooley High
Cried when
Cochease died
I'm twisted black listed
by some other negroes
Don't remove my polo's
on the first episode
Ha Ha Ha Ha
you shouldn't dis Refugees
Ha Ha Ha Ha
your whole soundset's
booty Ha Ha Ha Ha
you hafta respect Jersey
Cause I'm super fly
when I'm
super high
on the FuGeeLa
Ooh la la la
it's the way that
we rock when
we doing our thing
Ooh la la la
it's the natural la
that the Refugees bring
Ooh la la la la
la la la la la la la
Sweet thing yeah
yeah yeah yeah...
I sit 90 degrees
underneath palm trees
Smoking beadies as
I burn my calories
Brooklyn rooftop
becomes Brooklyn teepies
who that be
enemies wanna see
da death of me
From Hawaii
to Hawthorne
I run marathon like
Buju Banton
I'm a true champion like
Farrakan reads
his diary Koran
It's a phenomenon lyrics
like Ramadan
What's going on
Armageddon
come we soon done
Gun by my side
Just in case I gotta run
A boy on the side of
babylon trying
to front like you
down with Mount Zion
What's going on
Armageddon
come we soon done
Gun by my side
Just in case I gotta run
A boy on the side of
babylon trying to
front like you down with
Mount Zion Zion
Ooh la la la
it's the way that we rock
when we doing our thing
Ooh la la la
it's the natural la
that the Refugees bring
Ooh la la la la
la la la la la la la
Sweet thing
Ooh la la la
it's the way that
we rock when
we doing our thing
Ooh la la la
it's the natural la
that the Refugees bring
Ooh la la la la
la la la la la la la
Sweet thing yeah yeah
y e a h y e a h . . .
