Fu-Gee-La - Fugees/Lauryn Hill.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : N. Jean/S. Michel/L. Hill/A. McGrier/T. Marie/S. Remi
[00:01.000] 作曲 : N. Jean/S. Michel/L. Hill/A. McGrier/T. Marie/S. Remi
[00:04.641][Verse 1: Wyclef Jean]
[00:09.951]We used to be number ten, now we're permanent at one
[00:13.065]In the battle, lost my finger, mic became my arm
[00:15.810]Pistol nozzle hits your nasal, blood becomes lukewarm
[00:18.516]Tell the woman be easy, nah squeeze the Charmin
[00:20.829]Test Wyclef, see death flesh get scorned
[00:23.561]Beat you so bad make you feel like you ain't wanna be born, Jean
[00:27.128]And tell your friends stay the hell out of my lawn
[00:29.280]Chicken George become Dead George
[00:30.675]Stealin' chickens from my farm
[00:32.139]Damn, another dead pigeon
[00:34.322]If you're mafiosos then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians
[00:37.623]Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade
[00:40.013]Girl bled to death while she was tongue-kissin' a razor blade
[00:42.677]That sounds sick, maybe one day I'll write a horror
[00:45.261]Blackula comes to the ghetto (Stick 'em up), jacks an Acura
[00:47.915]Stevie Wonder sees crack babies
[00:50.318]Becomin' enemies of their own families
[00:50.923]
[00:51.251]
[00:51.436]
[00:51.722][Pre-Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
[00:54.426]Armageddon come, you know-a we soon done
[00:56.597]Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump
[00:59.291]A boy on the side of Babylon
[01:00.966]Tryin' to front like you're down with Mount Zion
[01:03.380]
[01:04.162][Chorus: Lauryn Hill & Wyclef Jean]
[01:04.530]Ooh, la-la-la
[01:06.263]It's the way that we rock when we're doin' our thing
[01:09.662]Ooh, la-la-la
[01:11.620]It's the natural la that the Refugees bring
[01:14.937]Ooh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
[01:19.125]Sweet thing
[01:21.311](She love me like she never before, ayy)
[01:22.667]
[01:23.111][Verse 2: Lauryn Hill]
[01:25.069]Yeah, in saloons we drink Boone's and battle goons 'til high noon
[01:27.866]Bust rap tunes on flat spoons, take no shorts like pum pums
[01:30.800]See hoochies pop coochies for Guccis and loochies
[01:33.227]Find me in my Mitsubishi, eatin' sushi, bumpin' Fugees
[01:35.749]Hey, hey, hey, try to take the crew and we don't play-play
[01:38.719]Say, say, say, like Paul McCartney, not hardly
[01:41.927]Oddly enough, I can see right through your bluff
[01:43.931]Niggas huff and they puff but they can't handle us, we bust
[01:47.661]'Cause we fortified, I could never hide
[01:49.531]Seen Cooley High, cried when Cochise died
[01:51.905]I'm twisted, blacklisted by some other negroes
[01:54.507]Don't remove my Polos on the first episode
[01:57.614]Ha-ha-ha-ha, you shouldn't diss refugees, and
[02:00.215]Ha-ha-ha-ha, you whole sound set booty, and
[02:02.788]Ha-ha-ha-ha, you have to respect Jersey
[02:05.233]'Cause I'm superfly when I'm super-high
[02:07.577]On the Fu-Gee-La
[02:08.042]
[02:08.603][Chorus: Lauryn Hill & Wyclef Jean]
[02:09.144]Ooh, la-la-la
[02:11.032]It's the way that we rock when we're doin' our thang
[02:13.553]Ooh, la-la-la
[02:15.816]It's the natural LA that the Refugees Bring
[02:18.663]Ooh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
[02:22.936]Sweet thing
[02:25.246](She love me like she never before, ayy)
[02:25.791]
[02:28.010][Verse 3: Pras]
[02:28.848]I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees
[02:31.437]Smokin' Beedi as I burn my calories
[02:34.503]Brooklyn rooftops become Brooklyn teepees
[02:37.024]Who that be? Enemy, wanna see the death of me
[02:40.285]From Hawaii to Hawthorne, I run marathons, like
[02:42.858]Buju Banton, I'm a true champion, like
[02:45.571]Farrakhan reads his daily Qur'an
[02:48.178]It's a phenomenon, lyrics fast like Ramadan
[02:50.305]
[02:50.397][Pre-Chorus: Wyclef]
[02:50.434]What's goin' on? Armageddon come you know-a we soon done
[02:53.903]Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump
[02:56.688]A boy on the side of Babylon
[02:58.380]Tryin' to front like you're down with Mount Zion
[03:00.942]What's goin' on? Armageddon come you know-a we soon done
[03:04.603]Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump
[03:07.361]A boy on the side of Babylon
[03:09.036]Tryin' to front like you're down with Mount Zion
[03:11.185][Chorus: Lauryn Hill & Wyclef Jean]
[03:12.434]Ooh, la-la-la
[03:14.496]It's the way that we rock when we're doin' our thang
[03:17.551]Ooh, la-la-la
[03:19.963]It's the natural LA that the Refugees Bring
[03:22.711]Ooh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
[03:27.017]Sweet thing
[03:29.274](She love me like she never before, ayy)
[03:33.794]Ooh, la-la-la
[03:35.494]It's the way that we rock when we're doin' our thang
[03:38.755]Ooh, la-la-la
[03:40.923]It's the natural LA that the Refugees Bring
[03:44.029]Ooh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
[03:48.418]Sweet thing
[03:51.386](She love me like she never before, ayy)
[03:52.433]
[03:52.958][Outro]

文本歌词

作词 : N. Jean/S. Michel/L. Hill/A. McGrier/T. Marie/S. Remi
作曲 : N. Jean/S. Michel/L. Hill/A. McGrier/T. Marie/S. Remi
We used to be number ten, now we're permanent at one
In the battle, lost my finger, mic became my arm
Pistol nozzle hits your nasal, blood becomes lukewarm
Tell the woman be easy, nah squeeze the Charmin
Test Wyclef, see death flesh get scorned
Beat you so bad make you feel like you ain't wanna be born, Jean
And tell your friends stay the hell out of my lawn
Chicken George become Dead George
Stealin' chickens from my farm
Damn, another dead pigeon
If you're 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 tongue-kissin' a razor blade
That sounds sick, maybe one day I'll write a horror
Blackula comes to the ghetto (Stick 'em up), jacks an Acura
Stevie Wonder sees crack babies
Becomin' enemies of their own families


Armageddon come, you know-a we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump
A boy on the side of Babylon
Tryin' to front like you're down with Mount Zion

Ooh, la-la-la
It's the way that we rock when we're doin' 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
(She love me like she never before, ayy)

Yeah, in saloons we drink Boone's and battle goons 'til high noon
Bust rap tunes on flat spoons, take no shorts like pum pums
See hoochies pop coochies for Guccis and loochies
Find me in my Mitsubishi, eatin' sushi, bumpin' Fugees
Hey, hey, hey, try to take the crew and we don't play-play
Say, say, say, like Paul McCartney, not hardly
Oddly enough, I can see right through your bluff
Niggas huff and they puff but they can't handle us, we bust
'Cause we fortified, I could never hide
Seen Cooley High, cried when Cochise died
I'm twisted, blacklisted by some other negroes
Don't remove my Polos on the first episode
Ha-ha-ha-ha, you shouldn't diss refugees, and
Ha-ha-ha-ha, you whole sound set booty, and
Ha-ha-ha-ha, you have to respect Jersey
'Cause I'm superfly when I'm super-high
On the Fu-Gee-La

Ooh, la-la-la
It's the way that we rock when we're doin' our thang
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
(She love me like she never before, ayy)

I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees
Smokin' Beedi as I burn my calories
Brooklyn rooftops become Brooklyn teepees
Who that be? Enemy, wanna see the death of me
From Hawaii to Hawthorne, I run marathons, like
Buju Banton, I'm a true champion, like
Farrakhan reads his daily Qur'an
It's a phenomenon, lyrics fast like Ramadan

What's goin' on? Armageddon come you know-a we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump
A boy on the side of Babylon
Tryin' to front like you're down with Mount Zion
What's goin' on? Armageddon come you know-a we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump
A boy on the side of Babylon
Tryin' to front like you're down with Mount Zion
Ooh, la-la-la
It's the way that we rock when we're doin' our thang
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
(She love me like she never before, ayy)
Ooh, la-la-la
It's the way that we rock when we're doin' our thang
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
(She love me like she never before, ayy)