This is song for traveling through the wasteland of the territory When you hear it ignore me how a bore I be Rappin’ factory verses with no rehearsal No worse to curse first through The intro Sucker fin to step and dip slow Dance moves on grooves that fit fold The map it’s intact I got this rap Murder the act of savage Baggage I got could get me shot I need to smoke pot I got more than I forgot I full on hot in this The purpose is to work the steel in Make it bleed to spread seed over the Earth First birth is cursed It’s ill to be the first
Nearly 44 years old living in England but still wish I was back in South Africa back in 98 smoking a blunt on our local hill chilling with out skate boards popping heel flips and all that…. life is a haze here today gone tomorrow…
[Verse 1: Wyclef Jean] We used to be number 10 Now we're permanent one Wyclef, Preacher's Son, Ichiban Listen Mrs. Tin Can I'm your candy handy man Me without you is like American without the Band Stand Cool fellow, dancehall stay mellow All that guntalk who would have thought you died yellow Damn, another hero wannabe Now he sleeps with his friends in the mortuary Dude, I find it rude, when you intrude My pistol nozzle hits your nasal Doo doo comes out your anal Just because your buff, don't play tuff Cause I'll reverse the earth and turn your flesh back to dust
[Hook: Wyclef Jean] Oooh La La La It's the way that we rock when we're doin' our thang Oooh La La La It's the natural LA that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah Sweeeeet Thing (She love me like she never before, ay)
[Verse 2: John Forte] I stay high off the Fu-Gee-La Bust when we rush Through you must, know ruckus Crew got G's like the refu's So F who Ever want to test Bring me stress West coast back to east Grab my toast when I reach Truly curvin', swervin, lifestyle is urban Sippin' Bourbon, surviving We real to keep the word when A boy want fa testthis set Then you get wet-up Just a bit to unprepared to to shoot him fair bet
[Verse 3: Lauryn Hill] Fake bullets can't scar me I can smell the weak out like safari Play you out like Atari Sacrifice you Hari Kari And I'm sorry To every single rapper, Dick and Harry Saying they want to spar me Cause how thick my repertoire And my memoir be Reminding me of eating Calamari In the Khalahari with a band of Rastafari Ha Ha Ha Ha, You shouldn't diss refugees, and Ha Ha Ha Ha, You whole sound set's bootie, and
[Hook] Oooh La La La It's the way that we rock when we're doin' our thang Oooh La La La It's the remix are that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah Sweeeeet Thing (She love me like she never before, ay)
[Verse 4: Pras] I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees Sitting in the cool breeze in the West Indies Flea to sea, Ship my keys On the Santa Maria, sip Sangria with señoritas (They keep telling me this and telling me that) They smile in my face then they talk behind my back But what they lack is the facts about my stats My rap impact will kill you softly like Roberta Flack
[Verse 5: Wyclef Jean] Ayo, What's goin' on? Armageddon come you know 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 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
[Hook] Oooh La La La It's the way that we rock when we're doin' our thang Oooh La La La It's the remix are that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah Sweeeeet Thing (She love me like she never before, ay)
Remix >>> original. And the original is beyond DOPE.
Classic!!!!!!!!!!
somehow this reminds me about Black Eyed Peas
hace años escuchando ahora junto a otros escuhas!
Just in case run
Who listening in 2023
call mr martin
Free Pras
We sold this culture, now all we have is the culture vultures from east europe, same people who can't stand black people, smh.
This will be the vibe in the year 3099!
Yepp
I like this version to
Masterpiece music
Did anybody realize that Akon is the extra vocalist
Love this song… my all Life.
This is song for traveling through the wasteland of the territory
When you hear it ignore me how a bore I be
Rappin’ factory verses with no rehearsal
No worse to curse first through
The intro
Sucker fin to step and dip slow
Dance moves on grooves that fit fold
The map it’s intact I got this rap
Murder the act of savage
Baggage I got could get me shot
I need to smoke pot
I got more than I forgot
I full on hot in this
The purpose is to work the steel in
Make it bleed to spread seed over the Earth
First birth is cursed
It’s ill to be the first
Nearly 44 years old living in England but still wish I was back in South Africa back in 98 smoking a blunt on our local hill chilling with out skate boards popping heel flips and all that…. life is a haze here today gone tomorrow…
2021
Esse som é bom de ouvir!!
Reminds me of my first trip to New Orleans in 1995. Amazing times, man
Classic classic
They have another version of this song but I can't find it..It used to come on the radio all the time back in the day
This beat is chilling
[Verse 1: Wyclef Jean]
We used to be number 10
Now we're permanent one
Wyclef, Preacher's Son, Ichiban
Listen Mrs. Tin Can
I'm your candy handy man
Me without you is like American without the Band Stand
Cool fellow, dancehall stay mellow
All that guntalk who would have thought you died yellow
Damn, another hero wannabe
Now he sleeps with his friends in the mortuary
Dude, I find it rude, when you intrude
My pistol nozzle hits your nasal
Doo doo comes out your anal
Just because your buff, don't play tuff
Cause I'll reverse the earth and turn your flesh back to dust
[Hook: Wyclef Jean]
Oooh La La La
It's the way that we rock when we're doin' our thang
Oooh La La La
It's the natural LA that the Refugees Bring
Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah
Sweeeeet Thing
(She love me like she never before, ay)
[Verse 2: John Forte]
I stay high off the Fu-Gee-La
Bust when we rush
Through you must, know ruckus
Crew got G's like the refu's
So F who
Ever want to test
Bring me stress
West coast back to east
Grab my toast when I reach
Truly curvin', swervin, lifestyle is urban
Sippin' Bourbon, surviving
We real to keep the word when
A boy want fa testthis set
Then you get wet-up
Just a bit to unprepared to to shoot him fair bet
[Verse 3: Lauryn Hill]
Fake bullets can't scar me
I can smell the weak out like safari
Play you out like Atari
Sacrifice you Hari Kari
And I'm sorry
To every single rapper, Dick and Harry
Saying they want to spar me
Cause how thick my repertoire
And my memoir be
Reminding me of eating Calamari
In the Khalahari with a band of Rastafari
Ha Ha Ha Ha, You shouldn't diss refugees, and
Ha Ha Ha Ha, You whole sound set's bootie, and
[Hook]
Oooh La La La
It's the way that we rock when we're doin' our thang
Oooh La La La
It's the remix are that the Refugees Bring
Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah
Sweeeeet Thing
(She love me like she never before, ay)
[Verse 4: Pras]
I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees
Sitting in the cool breeze in the West Indies
Flea to sea, Ship my keys
On the Santa Maria, sip Sangria with señoritas
(They keep telling me this and telling me that)
They smile in my face then they talk behind my back
But what they lack is the facts about my stats
My rap impact will kill you softly like Roberta Flack
[Verse 5: Wyclef Jean]
Ayo, What's goin' on? Armageddon come you know 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 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
[Hook]
Oooh La La La
It's the way that we rock when we're doin' our thang
Oooh La La La
It's the remix are that the Refugees Bring
Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah
Sweeeeet Thing
(She love me like she never before, ay)
My ex was kinda terrible. But I gotta thank her for putting me on this song!
Who else is here from the vlad interview?? I remember hearing this back in the day but I never knew it was Akon on the hook lol
Saudações brasileiras em 2020
Man it’s 2020 and this banger should have 100+ million y’all. We ain’t gettin these jewels anymore. Holler if ya hear me!!!!!???