Fugees - Vocab Lyrics






[Chorus]
You got the vocab
I got the vocab
You got the vocab
You know I got the vocab
You got the vocab
I got the vocab
Hey, yo pass the mic so I can tell 'em I got the gift o' gab

Monkey see, monkey what? Monkey, monkey be yourself. [x3]
Hey yo catch me when I'm sober, but now I drink for the belt.
So pass the root straight to the right hand side.
Make no mistake that the buzz is a natural high.
I said it's big emergency mind your busy body
He hit me. I broke his nose. The referee's Mr Fuji.
So hey to the blue jay, mocking bird don't mock.
The last bird who mocked he got caught in my roughneck chicken pot.
So Mr Rooster give me a crookedy croo at 6am
He looked at me a laughin' said my music would make F.M.
Station. You're Haitian. You'll never get nowhere.
But I sweared on my grandmother grave we'd be here.
So now when I back track
I back track far enough to make a nigga run and leave his tongue back.
You think I'm cool I think you're cruel so here's a shell cap.
On your gluteus maximus and leave ya handicapped.
Ratatatat.

[Chorus]

Hoboes above leave the boat for the Pope (?) [x3]
Boat people here we go Hi De Hi De Hi De Ho Yeah
Some quest for the truth, some bust a loop.
And search for some knowledge that come runnin' in the woods.
And if I should a choose to be one
Then I will be a ?? hoodin' with books and look to kill.
My proof is in my puddin'
If I chill in the hood would you be say that I'm hoodin'?
Now. Let me exercise a new style that will brutalise
MCs into a warpath genocide.
Nobody move, nobody get hurt. It's a homocide
So jump jump punks ready to get stuck.
Evil Kenevil was my man, someone for the stunts.
I'm mostly fillies, I'm just straight up front, ha.
Meat ya tryin' to light up you get blast like nitrogen.
Runnin' for mercy, runnin' for oxygen.
Bad L.A. meat you're better off comittin' suicide.
I shoot the lip so high I strip you of your carbon dioxide
Rock-a-bye the lullaby he be singin' 'Oh my'.
Boof Baff another son a go die.

What's the matter with the black man? (Black man) [x2]
Now a statistic. So dreams of her become realistic.
Poor bastard gets mystic I don't believe you checked the psychic
Emancipate your mind. Don't set the limit. Reach the summit.
Free your spirit 'cause your blunted
From the lyrics I just stuttered.
'Live off the streets' says the brother with the machete.
'Live off the lady' says the brother with the glock in patrol.
I live logically, no weak slave to poverty.
You see it's very easy to slip between the asphalt sheet.
Brothers from my way they used to get mad plays.
Till they caught us bustin' doughnuts 'til the break of day.
Brother, my brother, you played me undercover.
She wouldn't be your lover so now you tried to dis her
For sister. You missed her but ask yourself a question.
Can I make a suggestion? I need a true confession.
Is she skivs 'cause the skin that she's in makes you sin?
Does you hit her just to get her integrate another sister?
Mister. I asked him for a hanky. He asked if he could spank me.
So why'd you disrespect me, sir?
Were you thinking I'm misguided or were you tryin to hide it
That you had no father figure.
Which? Check out your wackness. It won't distrust my blackness.
I wonder for a smack, but don't think that it would help this.

What's the matter with the black man (Black man)

All original gunman dem original good (Bahahahahahahaha) [x2]

Come jackin' it up an' I bad an' me fell in ma booby trap
With a rappin' up for the eight track play back laid back sit back
An I'll ?? an me runnin' ?? as a matter a fact
'Cause I trappin' a back like a cool six pack now bring it back. Woah!

United we stand, divided we crumble.
What's the flavour? More Babylon, more Babylon, more Babylon fall [x2]

These days every man want to be a god.
Lay down the gun every man on the floor.
But the real gunman him not play Hollywood role.
Because he pull out his gun and send another boy down.
Watch us bleed. Another gunman go bleed.
Watch us bleed. If I used up all my dust I got ??
Watch us bleed. Me up an' comin' ready.
Watch us bleed. Watch us for original Tranzlator Crew.
Oh, er, every time we come, we come correct, see.
We out





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  1. I.... M....

    Esse foi o rap q conheci..

  2. A.... P....

    2020 still hot!!

  3. A.... B....

    Lauryn is one of the most beautiful women ever, not only in hip hop.

  4. m.... ....

    what album was this on? I thought they only released The Score and that was it. am I that ignorant?

    m.... ....

    'Blunted On Reality' is the album this song was on.

  5. I.... D....

    Big up from Portugal!

  6. D.... A....

    MOMENT OF SILENCE 4 WHAT HAS HAPPENED 2 THE SOUL OF REAL HIP-HOP DAAAMMMNNN!!![999]

  7. D.... A....

    THEY WAS THE DEFINITION OF STRAIGHT DOPENESS!!![999]

  8. D.... A....

    NOW THIS IS MFKG HIP-HOP GOT DAAAMMMNNN IT I GOING BACK!!![999]

  9. S.... c....

    Best Lauryn

  10. F.... G....

    How I love this

  11. M.... L....

    This is a message from the future:

    Hiphop is dead

    fuck

    M.... L....

    Keep hope, kid! Who knows who's yet to come, G!

    M.... L....

    @Fahad Mughal I can tell you already, not these jems will come back!

  12. D.... P....

    🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

  13. S.... _....

    that intro... damnnnnn

  14. J.... T....

    Lauryn hill e erykah badu sao as negras mais lindas do hip hop tempo bom que n volta

  15. V.... S....

    This music diserve more than 6 million
    Word

  16. L.... I....

    👐🏻

  17. l.... g....

    H I P H O P

  18. o.... s....

    she looks like Maggie from sipmpsons. so sweet

  19. R.... N....

    Minha internet não conseguiu carregar de tão pesado 😎

  20. J.... S....

    Amor infinito por Lauryn ♪♥

  21. V.... �....

    Super! Greetings from Hungary! 👋👋👍🇭🇺💪

  22. H.... ....

    I was trying to get to Vocabularry by Baby First using Google and this is what played.

  23. D.... ....

    aNOTHER BLESSING TO kUTAY nABI PAAK kUTAY pEACE BE UPON YOU ON kUTAY FROM MADINA AS REQUESTED BY YOUR SINGER OF THE WORLD TO SEND YOU BLESSING EARLY MORNING SO i'M DOING PEACE UPON YOU kUTAY NABI PAAK.

  24. D.... ....

    sENDING ANOTHER BLESSING TO kUTAY rASOOL nABI pAKK ON sUDAY MORNING ...

  25. D.... ....

    Sending blessing and greeting to your Kutay Muhammad early on Sunday morning. Salam. .... As you requested.. in your other songs.

  26. N.... W....

    I love Wyclef on this! The whole track is incredible but something about how Wyclef did it: boiiii!!!

  27. W.... P....

    this song is a slap

  28. m.... c....

    Yo, this is the Fugees
    Refugees
    About to take you on a journey
    Into the dimensions of the Booka basement
    The basement, word
    Uhh

    Hey yo, one two three! The crew is called Re-Fu-Ge-ee-es
    An if yu come fa tes the rap stylee
    Stop the violence and just bring it on, willld

    Verse One: Lauryn Hill

    Hey yo I, feel kind of melancholy people think they really know me
    I keep a wrap about me while I'm driving daddy's Audi
    I pay the toll fighting for my own soul
    Cause the bourgeoise type of mental sucks like a flat comb
    But I be baitin the rebel base to bass distort the EQ
    The devil's wishin they could send me back to Mogadishu
    Cause I've been wild since I was a juvenile
    Afro-centric profile, back when righteous rap was your style
    Now kids are whylin so I ask the bad black
    Boogie bandit, what's the damage, gimme the estimate then
    pray tell me when's the revolution will begin?
    I turn on my TV I check out Farrakhan on CNN see
    I'm like the phantom that's flying like the bird do
    And things you never heard plus I come from the suburbs
    Word to God, I heard you're acting kind of hard
    And you got your skin scarred when they was shootin on the boulevard

    [Lauryn Hill]

    (You got the vocab) I got the vocab
    (On the real got the vocab) You know we got the vocab
    (All my peeps got the vocab) Yeah, we got the vocab
    [Lauryn] Aiyyo Praz, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

    Verse Two: Prazwell

    Then cast off from here to Mexico
    You see my four-five-six a-be my Celo
    And when I rest my head is on a pillow
    Be-ba-dee-be, be-dee-be, be-dee-be-bo
    You see the skills I manifest is very tho-rough
    And if you don't believe me ask Freres Ja-cques
    Mmmm, Freres Jacques, Freres Jacques
    A dorme vous? A dorme vous?
    WATCH OUT NOW! When I choose to speak
    I'm forming the cipher fly East to the Five Percenter
    Knowledge is born, to all beginners
    Cast the first stone, if you feel you ain't a sinner, ahh
    Say o-ur father, who art in heaven
    Forgive the foolish rapper for he not know how Fugee be steppin
    Correct and, stopped and kept in, nuff respect to the
    DJ, that be selectin, the type of record ahhh

    [Prazwell]

    (You got the vocab) I got the vocab
    (The click's got the vocab) You know they got vocab
    (Brooklyn got the vocab) We got the vocab
    [Lauryn] Aiyyo Clef grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

    Verse Three: Wyclef

    Check it out, here we go
    Back in Eighty-TREE, no one wanted to be NAPPY
    I turn on my TV, it's a dreadlock for FREE
    Kill the gimmick
    It's nonsense, it's no sense or value
    a rapper, disaster, nobody ever told me that
    "Roxanne, you don't got to work for money no more!!"... and...
    Back in the days I used to listen to Kool G Rap
    Way back when before guns became gats and
    Run-D.M.C. used to ask Mary was she buggin?
    I loved P.E., they kept me concious of what I was saying
    Afrika Bambaata, Poor Righteous Teacher
    Got within myself so it made me a Five Percenter
    Say La-Di-Da-Di, UHH! we like to party but
    my jam was BDP, with My Philosophy
    Say Grandmaster Flash, MC Melle Mel
    Then LL Cool J came with Rock the Bells!
    See I'm the one for the crew, like a Jew is a Jew
    Like Apollo got the moon, like the men who got the blue
    Like the Fu got the Manchu, Chaka got the Zulu
    Hawaii got the Honolulu
    I got the rap lieu, so skippedy-de-bop-bop you don't stop
    You do the rock-rock from hip-hop through be-bop
    from be-bop to bee-bee

    [Lauryn Hill]

    (You got the vocab) I got the vocab
    (Boogie Down got the vocab) You know they got the vocab
    (Black people got the vocab) Word, we got the vocab
    [Lauryn] Aiyyo peeps, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

    (You got the vocab) Yeahh, we got the vocab
    (Queens got the vocab) You know y'all got the vocab
    (Uptown got the vocab) Yeahh, they got the vocab
    [Lauryn] Aiyyo, bros grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

    (DC got the vocab) Word, y'all got the vocab
    (Virginia got the vocab) Aiyy, I know y'all got the vocab
    (Oakland got the vocab) Word, they got the vocab
    [Lauryn] Aiyyo, sisters grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

  29. A.... H....

    Real hip hop guys

  30. A.... |....

    November 2019. Fugees forever in our hearts!

  31. D.... D....

    where are these vibrations of happiness now?? fugees for the eternity!

  32. K.... F....

    1, 2, 3 Victory (Kirk Franklin) on my mind :-)

  33. w.... ....

    I think I've heard that intro before #POD.

  34. T.... ....

    I pay the toll fighting for my own soul...

  35. D.... P....

    Blackstar- Definition

  36. L.... C....

    Se essa música não é incrível eu não sei nada de música então...

  37. E.... M....

    lauryn is the best female of all time

  38. L.... C....

    Yo, this is the Fugees
    Refugees
    About to take you on a journey
    Into the dimensions of the Booka basement
    The basement, word

    Hey yo, one two three! The crew is called Re-Fu-Ge-ee-es
    An if you come fa tes the rap style
    Stop the violence and just bring it on, wild

    Hey yo I, feel kind of melancholy people think they really know me
    I keep a wrap about me while I'm driving daddy's Audi
    I pay the toll fighting for my own soul
    Cause the bourgeois type of mental sucks like a flat comb
    But I be baiting the rebel base to bass distort the EQ
    The devil's wishing they could send me back to Mogadishu
    Cause I've been wild since I was a juvenile
    Afro-centric profile, back when righteous rap was your style
    Now kids are whyling so I ask the bad black
    Boogie bandit, what's the damage, gimme the estimate then
    Pray tell me when's the revolution will begin?
    I turn on my TV I check out Farrakhan on CNN see
    I'm like the phantom that's flying like the bird do
    And things you never heard plus I come from the suburbs
    Word to God, I heard you're acting kind of hard
    And you got your skin scarred when they was shooting on the boulevard

    I got the vocab
    (On the real got the vocab) You know we got the vocab
    (All my peeps got the vocab) Yeah, we got the vocab

    Hey yo Praz, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

    Then cast off from here to Mexico
    You see my four-five-six a-be my Celo
    And when I rest my head is on a pillow
    You see the skills I manifest is very tho-rough
    And if you don't believe me ask Freres Ja-cques
    Freres Jacques, Freres Jacques
    A dorme vous? A dorme vous?
    Watch out now! When I choose to speak
    I'm forming the cipher fly East to the Five Percenter
    Knowledge is born, to all beginners
    Cast the first stone, if you feel you ain't a sinner,
    Say o-you're father, who art in heaven
    Forgive the foolish rapper for he not know how Fugee be stepping
    Correct and, stopped and kept in, 'nough respect to the
    DJ, that be selecting, the type of record

    I got the vocab
    (On the real got the vocab) You know we got the vocab
    (All my peeps got the vocab) Yeah, we got the vocab

    Hey yo Clef grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

    Check it out, here we go
    Back in Eighty-tree, no one wanted to be nappy!
    I turn on my TV, it's a dreadlock for free!
    Kill the gimmick
    It's nonsense, it's no sense or value
    A rapper, disaster, nobody ever told me that
    "Roxanne, you don't got to work for money no more!" and
    Back in the days I used to listen to cool G Rap
    Way back when before guns became gats and
    Run-D.M.C. used to ask Mary was she bugging?
    I loved P.E., they kept me conscious of what I was saying
    Afrika Bambaata, Poor Righteous Teacher
    Got within myself so it made me a Five Percenter
    Say La-Di-Da-Di, UHH! we like to party but
    My jam was BDP, with My Philosophy
    Say Grandmaster Flash, MC Melle Mel
    Then LL Cool J came with Rock the Bells!
    See I'm the one for the crew, like a Jew is a Jew
    Like Apollo got the moon, like the men who got the blue
    Like the Fu got the Manchu, Chaka got the Zulu
    Hawaii got the Honolulu
    I got the rap lieu, so skippedy-de-bop-bop you don't stop
    You do the rock-rock from hip-hop through be-bop
    From be-bop to bee-bee

    I got the vocab
    (On the real got the vocab) You know we got the vocab
    (All my peeps got the vocab) Yeah, we got the vocab

    Hey yo peeps, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

    I got the vocab
    (On the real got the vocab) You know we got the vocab
    (All my peeps got the vocab) Yeah, we got the vocab

    Aiyyo, bros grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

    Word, y'all got the vocab
    (Virginia got the vocab) hey, I know y'all got the vocab
    (Oakland got the vocab) Word, they got the vocab
    Hey yo, sisters grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

  39. D.... ....

    Brilliant!

  40. r.... s....

    Isso sim que é uma boa música

  41. S.... E....

    *#LAURYN***HILL!* 💖🍷🌷🗽 💌💍💎💐💒♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪🎵🎶🎼

  42. t.... i....

    Such a shame she ruined her career
    By the way YouTube: method man say she kills it

  43. d.... a....

    Tssss cream

  44. J.... T....

    When I fell in love wit the Fugees before the classic Score

  45. W.... a....

    camiseta da seleção do Brasil!!

  46. H.... W....

    They should of gave the whole track to the queen to rip

  47. Q.... ....

    ❤🖤💚

  48. H.... ....

    2K19 and still top notch... greetings from Germany!

  49. M.... v....

    this is not the original version! this is from the bootleg album

  50. D.... G....

    Hello Brasil também curti

  51. E.... C....

    Octubre 2019?

    E.... C....

    Novembar 2019🤫

  52. K.... F....

    This a masterpiece!! Listen the sound of the bass. Amazing!!

  53. M.... D....

    patrocinio cbf 3:48
    muito roots esse rap

  54. D.... ....

    2nd singer you are wrong.

  55. R.... T....

    Camisa do Brasil hahaha deu moral heim

  56. Q.... Q....

    Who is here with me, in 2019?!?!

  57. b.... ....

    gold gold gold en ERA! word!

  58. L.... L....

    Lauryn es rap puro la amo perfecta

  59. �.... �....

    норм прокачали как у меня снимали в районе ГРЭС, там тож походу всех подкоптило, и дома и людей

  60. L.... T....

    Hip Hop with real music instruments is simply not comparable to computer programmed beats. Thats the shit

  61. X.... ....

    My whole body feels

  62. l.... o....

    Wow baby amazin hahahaha old school but in present day so hard still hahahaha nice!!!!

  63. G.... T....

    2019 y'all , All you young'uns pay attention , aint no mumble , aint no autotune,,, thats talent , gifts from God , lyrical wordplay on that other level ... True Hiphop

    G.... T....

    God bless 🙏

  64. M.... H....

    🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

  65. S.... G....

    Mano eu amo Fugees ❤

  66. P.... m....

    LAURYN won't never fall from the HILL

  67. J.... B....

    Lauryn Hill's is by far my favorite artist for life. Whether she's speaking, rapping or singing, her voice is outta this world.

  68. S.... M....

    2019🍍🧡

  69. U.... T....

    I Miss This Ms Hill. Her lyrical content was off the Charts.

  70. M.... p....

    REAL HIPHOP !!! LOVE FROM BOSNIA ✌✌

  71. J.... V....

    And when I rest my head it's on a pi-low!

  72. M.... ....

    Lauryn Hill.... Still love her...

  73. A.... W....

    HOT throwback!!🔥🔥🔥🔥 LEGENDS

  74. �.... �....

    Хорошенько она зашла в бит с самого начала😱😎

  75. M.... A....

    Toujours là en 2019 🤘🙏🌯

  76. K.... ....

    this is what i call hip hop

  77. D.... ....

    still can bob your head to this in 2019......

  78. M.... S....

    Need a Flyer too everywhere go

  79. M.... S....

    Sosooioioipopo

  80. H.... A....

    Yo, this is the Fugees
    Refugees
    About to take you on a journey
    Into the dimensions of the Booka basement
    The basement, word
    Hey yo, one two three! The crew is called Re-Fu-Ge-ee-es
    An if you come fa tes the rap style
    Stop the violence and just bring it on, wild
    Hey yo I, feel kind of melancholy people think they really know me
    I keep a wrap about me while I'm driving daddy's Audi
    I pay the toll fighting for my own soul
    Cause the bourgeois type of mental sucks like a flat comb
    But I be baiting the rebel base to bass distort the EQ
    The devil's wishing they could send me back to Mogadishu
    Cause I've been wild since I was a juvenile
    Afro-centric profile, back when righteous rap was your style
    Now kids are whyling so I ask the bad black
    Boogie bandit, what's the damage, gimme the estimate then
    Pray tell me when's the revolution will begin?
    I turn on my TV I check out Farrakhan on CNN see
    I'm like the phantom that's flying like the bird do
    And things you never heard plus I come from the suburbs
    Word to God, I heard you're acting kind of hard
    And you got your skin scarred when they was shooting on the boulevard
    I got the vocab
    (On the real got the vocab) You know we got the vocab
    (All my peeps got the vocab) Yeah, we got the vocab
    Hey yo Praz, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab
    Then cast off from here to Mexico
    You see my four-five-six a-be my Celo
    And when I rest my head is on a pillow
    You see the skills I manifest is very tho-rough
    And if you don't believe me ask Freres Ja-cques
    Freres Jacques, Freres Jacques
    A dorme vous? A dorme vous?
    Watch out now! When I choose to speak
    I'm forming the cipher fly East to the Five Percenter
    Knowledge is born, to all beginners
    Cast the first stone, if you feel you ain't a sinner,
    Say o-you're father, who art in heaven
    Forgive the foolish rapper for he not know how Fugee be stepping
    Correct and, stopped and kept in, 'nough respect to the
    DJ, that be selecting, the type of record
    I got the vocab
    (On the real got the vocab) You know we got the vocab
    (All my peeps got the vocab) Yeah, we got the vocab
    Hey yo Clef grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab
    Check it out, here we go
    Back in Eighty-tree, no one wanted to be nappy!
    I turn on my TV, it's a dreadlock for free!
    Kill the gimmick
    It's nonsense, it's no sense or value
    A rapper, disaster, nobody ever told me that
    "Roxanne, you don't got to work for money no more!" and
    Back in the days I used to listen to cool G Rap
    Way back when before guns became gats and
    Run-D.M.C. used to ask Mary was she bugging?
    I loved P.E., they kept me conscious of what I was saying
    Afrika Bambaata, Poor Righteous Teacher
    Got within myself so it made me a Five Percenter
    Say La-Di-Da-Di, UHH! we like to party but
    My jam was BDP, with My Philosophy
    Say Grandmaster Flash, MC Melle Mel
    Then LL Cool J came with Rock the Bells!
    See I'm the one for the crew, like a Jew is a Jew
    Like Apollo got the moon, like the men who got the blue
    Like the Fu got the Manchu, Chaka got the Zulu
    Hawaii got the Honolulu
    I got the rap lieu, so skippedy-de-bop-bop you don't stop
    You do the rock-rock from hip-hop through be-bop
    From be-bop to bee-bee
    I got the vocab
    (On the real got the vocab) You know we got the vocab
    (All my peeps got the vocab) Yeah, we got the vocab
    Hey yo peeps, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab
    I got the vocab
    (On the real got the vocab) You know we got the vocab
    (All my peeps got the vocab) Yeah, we got the vocab
    Aiyyo, bros grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab
    Word, y'all got the vocab
    (Virginia got the vocab) hey, I know y'all got the vocab
    (Oakland got the vocab) Word, they got the vocab
    Hey yo, sisters grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

  81. R.... ....

    Pras is easily the worst rapper to ever exist. And he was the worst rapper alive when there wasn't a million of them like now so it still holds.

  82. A.... M....

    Ouuuh shit :'3 qué buena rola.

  83. f.... r....

    2K19 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

  84. C.... R....

    BRASIL 🇧🇷

  85. H.... W....

    💓 that's a perfect song for one of my skateboarding videos 💓

  86. b.... g....

    "Cause the bourgeois type of mental sucks like a flat comb" hit different when you woke but of course she knew that

  87. R.... ....

    still rockin

  88. J.... M....

    Lauryn leaves Pras and Wyclef for dead on this track, she was so far ahead of them at this point they still had a lot of catching up to do.

  89. D.... P....

    The real gansta

  90. J.... B....

    I'll marry Lauryn in half a heartbeat and be a great father figure to all her kids...I just love her...

  91. S.... P....

    godgodgodgodgod bro

  92. F.... ....

    Lauryn Hill Is Straight Fire!!!

  93. M.... X....

    The second dude was the trash that keeps hell blazing. Ppl talk bad about new school rappers like it wasn’t wack rappers like this

  94. r.... ....

    Wyclef always managed to ruin a song...