Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hip-Hopera , by - The Fugees. Release date: 10.02.1997
Song language: English
Hip-Hopera |
| Michael Jackson brought you Thriller |
| It made all the gun-man hollar |
| Refugees with Bounty Killer |
| Mack 11 guard your grilla |
| Why you gwan, watch out for Babylon, MC's babble on and on I phenom, bomb like Ethiopians, not Italions, Queen Asheba, balance like a Libra, rain like meteor storms, that change forms like the pillars of Islam, make the best rule |
| , and- the rest who'll, it takes one drop of purity to clean the cess pool, the next crew, will be comprised of kings |
| and queens wearing crowns and holiday scepters, facing Mecca, making |
| records, raiding biblio-techas, I sip nectars with the gods in the street |
| apparel, keep the path straight and narrow while we bombin' on Pharaoh, so Bounty Killer pour the sorrel let’s make plans for tomorrow, |
| Cause if it’s down a Sodom and Gommorah Refugees we nah go so. |
| So talk well if you vex, try and jump in a mi chest, you Mr. Punk, |
| well come and do your next best, mi end you distress, mi lay you to rest, |
| askel 45, Fugees dem tech. |
| Well talk well if you vex, try and jump in a mi |
| chest, you Mr. Punk well come and do your next best, mi end you distress, |
| mi lay you to rest, rappers from the east and rappers from the west, well. |
| Yo, five years old I heard shots out the window, I thought that it was Zorro, driving in from Mexico, I asked my father Pablo who the hell is this Paco, He said It’s Bounty Killer, He’s driving from Montego. |
| That’s when shots start to echo from yah so and from deh |
| so, well that is the life of a --- from the ghetto, moving 40 kilo, from |
| here to Puerto Rico, smoke my manifico, but I never do perico. |
| Yo, this is a sound clash, you ain’t fit for the job, you’re-, |
| a box, you versus me is like a mouse versus a ox, Wyclef, preacher’s son, I sing a hymn the lights get dim, reflection of the end, is your face facing |
| a coffin, oops, to abstract so you kill me with gaps, figments of your |
| imagination, you never dealt with incarceration. |
| Thought I heard you want to be my rival, askel 45 a it a idol, them start war and no seek survival, Refugees we gonna treat them |
| detrimental, Punks, fools. |
| Bridge: Wyclef, Bounty |
| Another sound boy dies, slow death, Refugee camp, Bounty Killer… |
| Through the temples of doom somehow we managed to bloom like |
| blossoms, by any means necessary said Malcolm, nights before battle we play |
| dead like possums, minimizing our losses like caution to the maximum, |
| strategies for the Refugees, how many mics do you rip, I say not too many, |
| Yo, which man runs from my magnum, |
| Haitian shot a man |
| Them blame Jamaicans. |
| Yeah, Yeah Yeah… |
| Well talk well if you vex, try and jump in a mi chest well |
| come and do your next best, mi end you distress, mi lay you to rest, askel |
| 45 New York gun take, well talk if you vex, try and jump in a mi chest, so Mr. Punk, well come and do your next best, mi end you distress, mi lay you |
| to rest, askel 45, California take, well, well. |
| Bounty Killer on the borderline, Refugee camp, Wyclef, L. Boogie |
| Prazwell and it don’t stop. |