The Score lyrics
Red Intro (1:51) lyrics
Yo, this fucker I was wit the other day, I was chillin'
with Scott and the minute that we got in front of our
crib with a shotgun. Cause jokers gonna be bustin' up
in there trying to get food, clothing, shelter, TV's, forks,
radios or whatever they can get there hands on. Shit
is getting mad ill out here man. Joker's running out here
like with MASKS on; I was with my man Pee, he think
How Many Mics (4:28) lyrics
[CHORUS (REPEAT 2X):]
How Many Mic's Do We Rip on the Daily
Say me say Many Moni, Say me say manymanymany
[LAURYN:]
I get mad frustrated when I rhyme
Thinking of all the kids who try to do this
For all the wrong reasons
Seasons change, mad things rearrange
But it all stays the same like the love Doctor Strange
I'm tame like the rapper,
Get red like a snapper when they do that
Ready Or Not (3:47) lyrics
[CHORUS:]
Ready Or Not, Here I Come, You Can't Hide
Gonna Find You and Take it Slowly
Ready Or Not, Here I Come, You Can't Hide
Gonna Find You and Make you want me.
[CLEF:]
Now that I escape, sleepwalker awake
Those who could relate know the world ain't cake
Jail bars ain't golden gates
Those who fake, they break,
When they meet their 400 pound mate
If I could rule the world
Zealots (4:20) lyrics
[CLEF:]
Another MC lose his life tonight, lord
I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why
O lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa
[CLEF:]
I haunt MC's like Mephistophales
Bringin swords and Damacles
Secret service keep a close watch as if my name was Kennedy
Abstract raps simple with a street format
Gaze into the sky and measure planets by parallax.
The Beast (5:37) lyrics
[CHORUS:]
Warn the town the beast is loose,
Word 'em up y'all
C'mon
[LAURYN:]
Conflicts with night sticks
Illegal sales districts,
Hand-picked lunatics, keep poli-TRICK-cians rich
Heretics push narcotics amidst its risks and frisks,
Cool cliques throw bricks but seldom hit targets
Private-DIC sell hits, like porno-flicks do chicks.
The 666 cut W.I.C. like Newt Gingrich SUCKS D***
Fu-Gee-La (4:20) lyrics
[CLEF:]
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.
Family Business (featuring John Forté and Omega) (5:43) lyrics
[OMEGA:]
Where I was born, nothing is promised
My life is filled with less hope than the prophecies of Nostradamus
Omega marks the ending of predictability, birth of agility
Who will it be to test me and expose their futility.
Iron like a lion from Zion stop tryin' so hard,
I think I smell your brain cells fryin'.
The family's behind you if you're worthy
Killing Me Softly (4:58) lyrics
[LAURYN:]
Strumming dub plates with our fingers,
Eliminate sounds with our song,
Killing a sound boy with this sound,
Killing a sound boy with this sound,
Taking sound boys' lives with this dub, killing him softly with this sound.
Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song,
The Score (featuring Diamond D) (5:02) lyrics
[Featuring Diamond D]
[CLEF]
Look into the rhyme
Rum to the ripple
Sing boo,
But at times I come in triple.
Blaow, blaow put the heater to your head
Now your dead.
Wyclef don't give a *beep* if your dead.
Raaaaah, raaaah
Let me attack just like the black cat
You in the wrong neighborhood, check the map.
Hooo, you've got to go for backup
To do what you gotta do.
The Mask (4:50) lyrics
[CHORUS:]
Have you ever worn the mask one-two one-two,
(M) to the (A) to the (S) to the (K)
Put the mask upon the face just to make the next day,
Feds be hawkin me
Jokers be stalking me,
I walk the streets and camouflage my identity,
My posse in the Brooklyn wear the mask.
My crew in the Jersey wear the mask.
Stick up kids doing boogie woogie wear the mask.
Cowboys (featuring Pace 1, Young Zee and Ra Digga) (5:23) lyrics
This is the Fugees, Outsiders up in here:
[(CHORUS) CLEF:]
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side,
No the n***er dies.
[PACE1:]
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your bullet, but the bullet when ****
Desperado, do work for new boy
I pull out my gun and plug two like Trugoy
[WYCLEF:] Wyclef
[PACE1:] [PACE 1]
No Woman, No Cry (4:33) lyrics
[CLEF]
A dedication to all the refugees worldwide
One time say, say, say
I remember when we used to sit in the government yard in Brooklyn.
Observing the crookedness as it mingled with the good people we meet.
Good friends we had,
Good friends we've lost along the way.
In this great future you can't forget your past, So dry your tears
I say And to my peeps who passed away,
Fu-Gee-La (Refugee Camp Remix) (featuring John Forté) (4:23) lyrics
[CLEF:]
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.
Fu-Gee-La (Sly & Robbie Mix) (5:27) lyrics
[CLEF:]
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.
Mista Mista (2:42) lyrics
Chorus: Lauryn Hill
Ready or not, Here I come, You can't hide
Gonna find you, and take it slowly
Ready or not, Here I come, You can't hide
Gonna find you, and make you want me
Verse One: Wyclef
Now that I escape sleep walk away
those who convolate knows the world they hate
Jails bars ain't golden gates
those who fake they brake when they meet they four hundred pound mate
Fu-Gee-La (Refugee Camp Global Mix) (4:20) lyrics
[CLEF:]
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.
Top Fugees's song lyrics & music video
The Score (featuring Diamond D) (5:02) lyrics
Fu-Gee-La (Refugee Camp Global Mix) (4:20) lyrics
Cowboys (featuring Pace 1, Young Zee and Ra Digga) (5:23) lyrics
Killing Me Softly (4:58) lyrics
Ready Or Not (3:47) lyrics
Zealots (4:20) lyrics
Mista Mista (2:42) lyrics
Killing Me Softly With His Song (Live At The Brixton Academy) (2:41) lyrics
How Many Mics (4:28) lyrics







