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Correct Where Fugees At? Lyrics
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Wyclef Jean
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Correct Where Fugees At?
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INTRO: Uh huh, uh huh Feels good to be back at the essence where it all started you know Uh huh, uh huh What up Uh huh, uh huh Turn up my headphones man, uh huh uh huh I got a few things I wanna tell the people out there Yo, yo, yo HOOK: All I hear is Fugee this, Fugee that Where Fugee At? I need Fugees to spit up on this track Lauryn if you're listenin, Pras if you're listenin Gimme a call I'm in the lab in the Booga Basement Y'all know my style, I'm still *mini, money, mini, mini, It aint all about the money* [Verse 1] When I was hustla, two dogs by my side plus a black pistola Loud MCs, feel the silencer Y'all still rhymin, y'all cuckoo, I send cycles to Belvue This aint a sequel son, but I have you "Scream 2" [AHHH!] Real live cinema of the streets produced a junkie Put back on your shirt man you lookin like ET You're cracked out, for dough, some blow on saxophone You're rhymin off beat even with help from my metronomes See, y'all aint MCs, you a CM Common Motherfucker rhymin about Lexus and Benz The same Benz you got jacked in, drunk off of Gin You woke up in hell gettin sexed by Marilyn Manson You lie, you deny, pass me the microphone I guess like Eddie Murphy you was givin 'em a ride home Yeah right, 25 mics, material in The Source While your rap crew's on steroids lookin like Full Force Your girl she's buffed, puffed, in daytime don't play rough The freaks come out at night so that's when I bring out the cuffs Grandma yell, CD player number two Shadae's in my bedroom singin "sweetest taboo" HOOK [Verse 2] We used to rap, now y'all wanna come and get me with a bat? Y'all must be smokin crack, with Pookie from New Jack How could y'all forget, I'm the reason y'all MC But y'all flip like Pharisees and charge me for blasphemy You know who you are, eight bar superstar Karate cars, buy up the bars with the credit cards You wanna impress, I'm young chick, you just met First thing she say, "I used to run with Wyclef" Look surprised, see your flesh outside your vest Yeah you could fight, in the WWF 'cause in this arena aint nothin but gladiators and haters Hopin they kill me and roll and feed me to the tigers Oh Lord, protect me from the devil They open the book of life, y'all readin like the anti christ Your weak kid, stop lyin to the public You wanted it so bad that you took all the production credits Some MCs in the underground, mad at me 'cause I'm above ground Counting English pounds I tell ya what, success don't come overnight I was in Noah's Ark for Forty days and Forty nights Contemplatin what should I write, what should I recite 'cause aint nobody here but thugs and chicks wit ice That's when I daydream into the twilight Girls wit they man, screamin "I hate life" Baby girl look in the opposite direction 'cause my class is the *Misedu...* HOOK
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