Fu-Gee-La Lyrics

We used to be number ten now we're permanent at one
in the battle lost my finger mic became my arm
pistol noozle hits your nasal blood becomes lukewarm
tell the woman be easy nah squeeze the charming
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 stealing chicken from my farm
damn another dead pigeon
if you're mafiosos then I'm bringing on Haitian Sicilians

Nobody's shooting my body's made of hand grenade
girl bled to death while she was tongue-kissing 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
Armageddon come you know we soon done but
gun by my side just in case I gotta rump a boy on the side of Babylone
trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion

Ooh la la la it's the way that we rock when we're 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

Yea in saloons we drink Boone's and battle goons till high noon
bust rap toons on float spoons take no shorts like poon-poons
see hoochies pop coochies for Guccis and Lucci
find me in my Mitsubishi eating Sushi bumping 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 black-listed by some other negroes
don't remove my Polo on the first episode
ha ha ha ha you shouldn't diss refugees and
ha ha ha ha you whole sound's set bootie 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 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

I sit ninety degrees underneath palm trees
smoking beadies as I burn my calories
Brooklyn rooftops become Brooklyn tee-pees
who that be enemies wanna see the death of me
from Hawaii to Hawthorne I run marathons like
Buju Banton I'm a true champion like Farakkhan reads his daily Coran
it's a phenomenon lyrics fast like Ramadan

What's going on Armageddon come you know we soon done
gun by my side just in case I gotta rump a boy on the side of Babylone
trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion
what's going on Armageddon come you know we soon done
gun by my side just in case I gotta rump a boy on the side of Babylone
trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion

Ooh la la la it's the way that we rock when we're 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're 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

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16. Juli, 15:08 Uhr
von naumi

einfach nur der brenner.
seit über 10 jahren, ich liebs noch immer :love

02. Mai, 20:37 Uhr
von *sweety*

sau geila song von denen!! sooooo geil zum singe!!!^^ einfach nua geil!!!!! :yes

16. Dezember, 14:45 Uhr
von Keschdin

SOOO geiL der song eh singt das ma karaoke das is fun pur ^^

24. November, 19:28 Uhr
von lisa

de song isch huere gäääill...würklech eine vo de beste hip hop songs.... :yes

28. März, 19:50 Uhr
von arsch

nich übel________________________________ :yes

Jokam
08. Dezember, 15:04 Uhr
von Jokam

..für mich einer der besten hiphop-songs aller zeiten..
geschmeidige fugee-power.. :yes