Fugees - Zealots 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
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.
Check out the retrograde motion, kill the notion
Of biting and recycling and calling it your own creation.
I Feel like Rockwell, "Somebody's watching me"
I got no privacy whether on land or at sea.
And for you biting zealots, your raps are cacophonic
It hurts don't it, the refugees come to your turf and take over the earth.
[INTERLUDE (Lauryn):]
See my rhymes are the type of fly rhymes
That can only get down with my crew
And if you try to take lines or bite rhymes
We'll show you how the refugees do.
[LAURYN:]
Behold, as my odes, manifold on your rhymes
Two MC's can't occupy the same space at the same time.
It's against the laws of Physics.
So weep as your sweet dreams break up like Eurythmics
Rap rejects my tape deck, ejects projectile
Whether jew or gentile
I rank top percentile,
Many styles,
More powerful than gamma rays
My grammar pays,
Like Carlos Sanatana plays
Black Magic Woman
So while you fuming, I'm consuming
Mango juice under Polaris,
You're just embarrassed
Cause it's your "Last Tango in Paris"
And even after all my logic and my theory,
I add a muthaf**ker so you ignint niggas hear me.
And you remember take notes,
As I sow my rap otas
And for you biting zealots, here's a quote.
[Chorus (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:]
You can try but you can't divide the tribe
These cats can't rap, Mr. Author I feel no Vibe
The magazine says the girl should have gone solo,
The guys should stop rapping, vanish like Menudo.
Took it to the heart, but every actor plays his part
As long as someone was listening, I knew it was a start,
For me to get a chance, grab my pen and revamp
Do a cameo while everybody do the dance.
Quick now, cause you runnin' out of lucka
Playin' Mr. Big, I'm gonna get you sucka.
While you munchin at your luncheon, I'll be planning your assassination
Then hit you like the Dutchmen
[PRAZ:]
I compress sound sets with my rap DBX
Then drop vocals on my 456 AMPEX
Bring terror to the shop of horror,
As she cries "Mi amor"
The phantom dies in the opera
And to the youngin's who carry gadgets
And kill 6 days a week then on a sabbath.
Violence ain't necessary, unless you provoke me
Then get buried like the great Mussolini
And for you bitin' Zealots
Your rap styles are relics
No matter who you damage
You're still a false prophet.
[Chorus (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
Other Lyrics by Artist
- Fugees - Introduction
- Fugees - Zealots
- Fugees - The Beast
- Fugees - Fu-Gee-La
- Fugees - Family Business
- Fugees - Killing Me Softly
- Fugees - The Score
- Fugees - The Mask
- Fugees - Cowboys
- Fugees - No Woman, No Cry
- Fugees - Manifest
- Fugees - Mista Mista
- Fugees - Blame It On The Sun
- Fugees - Ready or Not
- Fugees - How Many Mics
- Fugees - Red Intro
- Fugees - Nappy Heads
- Fugees - Blunted Interlude
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Fugees Zealots Comments
It's the fugees, and this is real life it ain't the movies. I hear the beat and it makes me want to boogie. The music it's so soothing. The bass line, gets your body moving. What's up with you? What the hell are you doing? Cant you connect with the music that's booming? Put down your gun and stop shooting. Every second going past is another one we are loosing,
Que música top se é lok
Fuck they need to bring shit like this back FUCK NEW MUSIC.
“I add a mothafucka so you ignorant niggas hear me” ....... I bet that’s when most started listening unfortunately.....
Kron Moore from "The Oval" brought me here and I love it🎶🎶🎙️🎙️💕💕💞💞 She said Lauren's verse was her fav💪🏾💪🏾 I see why 🔥🔥
I heard L boogie was wanted for murder after they recorded this
Shout out to astronomy
Jeru the damaja diss. Jeru is fucking dope but didnt stand a chance against lauryn in her prime
Man, because of the sample I'm always waiting for "I ooooooonlyyyyy have eeeeeyes for yooooooou".
i know.....
Itz jus a tasty lil Toint rite cheer y alwayz wanted2do somthin w/ tha gig w/ tha OS harmony>ty@now will b round 4ever, in stone, foundation> we dance on again y again. Trix (((== .. --))
Remember to size heat exchanger tubes based on a design velocity that is sub-sonic
A Bronx Tale
I only have eyes 👀 for you
The Flamingy’s
Hi My MOST BEAUTIFUL Holy 3/4 God 1/4 God husband sons❤️ and daughter❤️ together forever eternity. LOVE Infinity 🕯️. My beautiful babies from My Brandon Boyd❤️ . I love the devotion to My Sacred Tabernacle 🤰 u have shown Me :) I promise to serve u forever My Holy Family!!! I love you 🙋 Grace God 💋 💏. Hi momma! The steak was perfectly cooked today. Thank you for caring for us so deeply. We never thought of leaving you after your first Crucifiction. Together forever mom. I love you, L 🌈💕
Such a good track.
this not even my type of music but this female sPittN
I like Wyclefs Astronomy 101 bits
2019? Still banging this
Theme!!!!!!!!!
volví al pasadoooooooooooooooooo..........
Bad ass flow
One of my favourite albums of all time. Timeless class genius . Never gets old. Pure raw hip hop..school of 1995
Only Yahshua יהושע Jesus the Son & Yahuah יהוה God the Father in Heaven is the waty the truth and the light forever and ever - AMEN
other than that ... good song eh
REAL HIP-HOP AT ITS FINEST!🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤
Wyclef murdered this
Teacher here. This song is poetic gold! 💎
ahhhhhhhhhh
My mother in the late 90's: why do you look so depressed all the sudden?
Me at 14: the fucking fugees broke up
Love this ALBUM 👌💯✌🇮🇪🇺🇸🇫🇷🇿🇦
Agosto 6 del 2019
The 90's where the tits
While you Fumin I'm consumin mango juice under Polaris.
2019😁💣🖕🔪🗡😈👿😎🔥💪😜
Bet this still frustrates jeru
[Intro: Wyclef Jean] One two - I'm bout to set this off! Like this, hip-hoppers, check it [Chorus: Wyclef Jean] Another MC lose his life tonight, Lord I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why Oh Lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa [Verse 1: Wyclef Jean] I haunt MCs like Mephistopheles, bringing swords of Damocles 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 Check out the retrograde motion, kill the notion Of biting and recycling and calling it your own creation I feel like Rockwell, somebody's watching me I got no privacy whether on land or at sea And for you biting zealots, your raps are cacophonic Hypocrite, critic, but deep inside you wish you had the pop hit It hurts don't it, a refugee come to your turf And take over the earth [Interlude: Lauryn Hill] See my rhymes, are the type of fly rhymes That can only get down with my crew And if you try, to take lines or bite rhymes We'll show you how the refugees do [Verse 2: Lauryn Hill] Yeah, yeah behold, as my odes, manifold on your rhymes Two MCs can't occupy the same space at the same time It's against the laws of physics So weep as your sweet dreams break up like Eurythmics Rap rejects, my tape deck, ejects projectile Whether Jew or gentile, I rank top percentile Many styles, more powerful than gamma rays My grammar pays, like Carlos Santana plays "Black Magic Woman" So while you fuming, I'm consuming mango juice under Polaris You just embarrassed 'cause it's your last tango in Paris And even after all my logic and my theory I add a "Motherfucker" so you ignant niggas hear me Crew remember take notes, as I sow my rap oats And for you biting zealots, here's a quote [Chorus: Wyclef Jean] Another MC lose his life tonight, Lord I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why Oh Lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa [Verse 3: Wyclef Jean] You can try but you can't divide the tribe These cats can't rap, mister author I feel no Vibe The magazine says the girl should have went solo The guys should stop rapping - vanish like Menudo Took it to the heart, but every actor plays his part As long as someone was listening, I knew it was a start For me to get my chance, grab my pen and revamp Do a cameo while everybody do the dance Quick now, cause you running out of luck-a Playing Mr. Big, I'm gonna get you sucka While you munching at your luncheon I'll be planning your assassination, then hit you like the Dutchman [Verse 4: Pras] I compress sound sets with my rap DBX Then drop vocals on my 456 Ampex Bring terror to the shop of horror As she cry, "mi amor," the phantom dies in the opera And to the younguns who carry gadgets And kill six days a week, then rest on the Sabbath Violence ain't necessary, unless you provoke me Then get buried like the great Mussolini And for you biting zealots, your rap styles are relics No matter who you damage, you're still a false prophet
Fuck Yeah take me back.....love this track!
This song is brilliant. The production, the flows, the patois, the melodic rhyming and the lyrics. But L Boogie's verse... That, "I add a motherfucker" line is on some 'Top Five' shit.
We need a Fugees Reunion for real man.🎧🎧🎧🎤🎤🎤🎵🎵🎵💗💗💗🙏🙏🙏👊👊👊✊✊✊👍👍👍✌✌✌
This is one of the underrated songs my friend.
The Fugees went berserk on this beat man.
I don't care what anybody says. Lauryn, Wyclef and Pras brought out the best in each other. Since the fugees, Clef and Pras haven't rhymed as good as this.
WE WANT ANOTHER FUGEES ALBUM. LAURYN, WYCLEF AND PRAS IF Y'ALL ARE READING THIS, PLEASE PUT ALL YOUR DIFFERENCES ASIDE AND DO A DOUBLE OR QUADRUPLE ALBUM FOR THE CULTURE AND FOR YOUR DIE HARD FANS - LIKE ME!!😊
Lost so many hours and weed to this album back in the day, Good chilling on my own times imo
"Zealots"
[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.
Check out the retrograde motion, kill the notion
Of biting and recycling and calling it your own creation.
I Feel like Rockwell, "Somebody's watching me"
I got no privacy whether on land or at sea.
And for you biting zealots, your raps are cacophonic
Hypocrite, critic, but deep inside you wish you had the pop hit.
It hurts don't it, the refugees come to your turf and take over the earth.
[INTERLUDE (Lauryn):]
See my rhymes are the type of fly rhymes
That can only get down with my crew
And if you try to take lines or bite rhymes
We'll show you how the refugees do.
[LAURYN:]
Behold, as my odes, manifold on your rhymes
Two MC's can't occupy the same space at the same time.
It's against the laws of Physics.
So weep as your sweet dreams break up like Eurythmics
Rap rejects my tape deck, ejects projectile
Whether jew or gentile
I rank top percentile,
Many styles,
More powerful than gamma rays
My grammar pays,
Like Carlos Sanatana plays
Black Magic Woman
So while you fuming, I'm consuming
Mango juice under Polaris,
You're just embarrassed
Cause it's your "Last Tango in Paris"
And even after all my logic and my theory,
I add a muthaf**ker so you ignint niggas hear me.
And you remember take notes,
As I sow my rap otas
And for you biting zealots, here's a quote.
[Chorus (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:]
You can try but you can't divide the tribe
These cats can't rap, Mr. Author I feel no Vibe
The magazine says the girl should have gone solo,
The guys should stop rapping, vanish like Menudo.
Took it to the heart, but every actor plays his part
As long as someone was listening, I knew it was a start,
For me to get a chance, grab my pen and revamp
Do a cameo while everybody do the dance.
Quick now, cause you runnin' out of lucka
Playin' Mr. Big, I'm gonna get you sucka.
While you munchin at your luncheon, I'll be planning your assassination
Then hit you like the Dutchmen
[PRAZ:]
I compress sound sets with my rap DBX
Then drop vocals on my 456 AMPEX
Bring terror to the shop of horror,
As she cries "Mi amor"
The phantom dies in the opera
And to the youngin's who carry gadgets
And kill 6 days a week then on a sabbath.
Violence ain't necessary, unless you provoke me
Then get buried like the great Mussolini
And for you bitin' Zealots
Your rap styles are relics
No matter who you damage
You're still a false prophet.
[Chorus (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
🔥🔥🔥
"And even after all my logic and my theories I add a motherfucker so you ignorant niggas hear me" 👊
I always skipped this song as a little kid when I was 10..... i regret that, shits dope af
I love it
You know...I’ve never actually heard Lauryn Hill cuss.
An even after all my logic and theory ..I add a mothafucka so you ignant niggas here me
This is my Shytt
“N even after all my logic N my theory, I add a mothafucka so you ignant niggas here me.”
🗣️"So while you fuming, I'm consuming mango juice under Polaris, you just embarrassed cause it's your last tango in Paris, and even after all my logic and my theory, I add a mafucka so you ignant niggas hear me."
Did she actually write that verse? Either way, It was well delivered.
And even after all my logic and my theory I'll add a motha fucka so you ignorant niggas hear me Lauryn Hill 🔥🔥🔥
I need a kotex, that flow was heavy
Love the flamingo sample pure class
Timeless...
I have been listening to this record for eons now and it keeps changing meaning to me. always relevant though. Priceless.
Lauryn is a fucking monster. I've looked all over the earth. The Fugees are one of a kind. Has there ever been as a biting, fiery, and still literary bars? Nah
Justin Bieber store
From Justin's insta story
justin who
#REALMUSIC
I feel like Rockwell, somebody's watching me..
2019🇧🇷💚
I add a mf so you ignant niggas hear me 💣💥🔥
Another MC lose his life tonight, Lord
I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why
Oh Lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa
I haunt MCs like Mephistopheles, bringing swords of Damocles
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
Check out the retrograde motion, kill the notion
Of biting and recycling and calling it your own creation
I feel like Rockwell, somebody's watching me
I got no privacy whether on land or at sea
And for you biting zealots, your raps are cacophonic
Hypocrite, critic, but deep inside you wish you had the pop hit
It hurts don't it, a refugee come to your turf
And take over the earth
See my rhymes, are the type of fly rhymes
That can only get down with my crew
And if you try, to take lines or bite rhymes
We'll show you how the refugees do
Yeah, yeah behold, as my odes, manifold on your rhymes
Two MCs can't occupy the same space at the same time
It's against the laws of physics
So weep as your sweet dreams break up like Eurythmics
Rap rejects my tape deck, ejects projectile
Whether Jew or gentile, I rank top percentile
Many styles, more powerful than gamma rays
My grammar pays, like Carlos Santana plays "Black Magic Woman"
So while you fuming, I'm consuming mango juice under Polaris
You just embarrassed cause it's your last tango in Paris
And even after all my logic and my theory
I add a "Motherfucker" so you ignant niggas hear me
Crew remember take notes, as I sow my rap oats
And for you biting zealots, here's a quote
Another MC lose his life tonight, Lord
I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why
Oh Lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa
You can try but you can't divide the tribe
These cats can't rap, mister author I feel no Vibe
The magazine says the girl should have went solo
The guys should stop rapping - vanish like Menudo
Took it to the heart, but every actor plays his part
As long as someone was listening, I knew it was a start
For me to get my chance, grab my pen and revamp
Do a cameo while everybody do the dance
Quick now, cause you running out of luck-a
Playing Mr. Big, I'm gonna get you sucka
While you munching at your luncheon
I'll be planning your assassination, then hit you like the Dutchman
I compress sound sets with my rap DBX
Then drop vocals on my 456 Ampex
Bring terror to the shop of horror
As she cry, "mi amor, " the phantom dies in the opera
And to the younguns who carry gadgets
And kill six days a week, then rest on the Sabbath
Violence ain't necessary, unless you provoke me
Then get buried like the great Mussolini
And for you biting zealots, your rap styles are relics
No matter who you damage, you're still a false prophet
OVERVIEW
LYRICS
Another MC lose his life tonight, Lord
I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why
Oh Lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa
I haunt MCs like Mephistopheles, bringing swords of Damocles
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
Check out the retrograde motion, kill the notion
Of biting and recycling and calling it your own creation
I feel like Rockwell, somebody's watching me
I got no privacy whether on land or at sea
And for you biting zealots, your raps are cacophonic
Hypocrite, critic, but deep inside you wish you had the pop hit
It hurts don't it, a refugee come to your turf
And take over the earth
See my rhymes, are the type of fly rhymes
That can only get down with my crew
And if you try, to take lines or bite rhymes
We'll show you how the refugees do
Yeah, yeah behold, as my odes, manifold on your rhymes
Two MCs can't occupy the same space at the same time
It's against the laws of physics
So weep as your sweet dreams break up like Eurythmics
Rap rejects my tape deck, ejects projectile
Whether Jew or gentile, I rank top percentile
Many styles, more powerful than gamma rays
My grammar pays, like Carlos Santana plays "Black Magic Woman"
So while you fuming, I'm consuming mango juice under Polaris
You just embarrassed cause it's your last tango in Paris
And even after all my logic and my theory
I add a "Motherfucker" so you ignant niggas hear me
Crew remember take notes, as I sow my rap oats
And for you biting zealots, here's a quote
Another MC lose his life tonight, Lord
I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why
Oh Lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa
You can try but you can't divide the tribe
These cats can't rap, mister author I feel no Vibe
The magazine says the girl should have went solo
The guys should stop rapping - vanish like Menudo
Took it to the heart, but every actor plays his part
As long as someone was listening, I knew it was a start
For me to get my chance, grab my pen and revamp
Do a cameo while everybody do the dance
Quick now, cause you running out of luck-a
Playing Mr. Big, I'm gonna get you sucka
While you munching at your luncheon
I'll be planning your assassination, then hit you like the Dutchman
I compress sound sets with my rap DBX
Then drop vocals on my 456 Ampex
Bring terror to the shop of horror
As she cry, "mi amor, " the phantom dies in the opera
And to the younguns who carry gadgets
And kill six days a week, then rest on the Sabbath
Violence ain't necessary, unless you provoke me
Then get buried like the great Mussolini
And for you biting zealots, your rap styles are relics
No matter who you damage, you're still a false prophet
"I beg NOT you pray to Jesus Christ" is the correct lyric.
This song kind of pisses me off that they talked about stealing beats and stealing raps yet listen to the beat on this track
Bro you should report it theFBI.
Wyclef kilt this shit.
Lauren Hill ruined the song. Wish Wycleff would of kept flowing.
I have to say I'll probably on the best performances ever that anyone ever seen in the last century or to just give me the fuck out of this goddamn forsaken Maricopa County Kmart this is all I've been doing for 10 years what
"2 MC's can't occupy the same space at the same time....its against the laws of physics"
We need a 'The Score' so bad in the game right now.
Crazy how when they mad this song jfk death was like 30 years prior now this song is allmost 30 years old
Hidden in plain sight. "A boy on the side of Babylon trying to front like hes down with Zion." These 3 serve Satan.
Another MC lose his life tonight, Lord
I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why
Oh Lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa
I haunt MCs like Mephistopheles, bringing swords of Damocles
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
Check out the retrograde motion, kill the notion
Of biting and recycling and calling it your own creation
I feel like Rockwell, somebody's watching me
I got no privacy whether on land or at sea
And for you biting zealots, your raps are cacophonic
Hypocrite, critic, but deep inside you wish you had the pop hit
It hurts don't it, a refugee come to your turf
And take over the earth
See my rhymes, are the type of fly rhymes
That can only get down with my crew
And if you try, to take lines or bite rhymes
We'll show you how the refugees do
Yeah, yeah behold, as my odes, manifold on your rhymes
Two MCs can't occupy the same space at the same time
It's against the laws of physics
So weep as your sweet dreams break up like Eurythmics
Rap rejects my tape deck, ejects projectile
Whether Jew or gentile, I rank top percentile
Many styles, more powerful than gamma rays
My grammar pays, like Carlos Santana plays "Black Magic Woman"
So while you fuming, I'm consuming mango juice under Polaris
You just embarrassed cause it's your last tango in Paris
And even after all my logic and my theory
I add a "Motherfucker" so you ignant niggas hear me
Crew remember take notes, as I sow my rap oats
And for you biting zealots, here's a quote
Another MC lose his life tonight, Lord
I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why
Oh Lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa
You can try but you can't divide the tribe
These cats can't rap, mister author I feel no Vibe
The magazine says the girl should have went solo
The guys should stop rapping - vanish like Menudo
Took it to the heart, but every actor plays his part
As long as someone was listening, I knew it was a start
For me to get my chance, grab my pen and revamp
Do a cameo while everybody do the dance
Quick now, cause you running out of luck-a
Playing Mr. Big, I'm gonna get you sucka
While you munching at your luncheon
I'll be planning your assassination, then hit you like the Dutchman
I compress sound sets with my rap DBX
Then drop vocals on my 456 Ampex
Bring terror to the shop of horror
As she cry, "mi amor, " the phantom dies in the opera
And to the younguns who carry gadgets
And kill six days a week, then rest on the Sabbath
Violence ain't necessary, unless you provoke me
Then get buried like the great Mussolini
And for you biting zealots, your rap styles are relics
No matter who you damage, you're still a false prophet
This aged like fine wine.
I LOVE THIS SONG!!!!
Still better than anything ive heard today. Yikes!!!!!!!!!!!
Few more days until 2019... Whos gunna be listening with me? I found this cd laying scratched in a parking lot riding my bike as a kid. Polished it up and still love the skips
Bruh Wyclef and Lauryn killed this
1) L boogie
2) Pras
3)wyclef
Pras is probably the worst MC ever.
Wyclef was fire on this album.
You all have the flamingos to thank for this sample
how can you dislike this?
A moment of silence for all the mcs lives that were lost that night. Didn’t stand a chance. 😢
Legend has it this was a diss for jeru the damaja
One of the most underrated dis tracks ever!!!
Dope song
ANOTHER MC LOSE HIS LIFE TONIIIIGHT
Lauryn straight up murdered niggas on this. One of the dopest and most slept on emcees ever.
“Like the great Mussolini”
My favorite song of all time.
Niggaz stay sleepin on Clef 😂😂
It was Clef that taught her how to rap. Before that, she was a young singer. 🤔