Funkmaster Flex Lyrics

Funkmaster Flex Lyrics

"Freestyle - Fugees Lyrics"

Violence Lyrics
I'VE GOT THE MOOD SET, HALF PAST MIDNIGHT ME AND MY SOLDIERS ARE DANCIN' IN THE STREET LIGHTS SET' EM UP, SET' EM UP, BUCK, I WATCH' EM FALL QUICK SOUND THE ALARMS, I'M DROPPING BOMBSS, WITH THIS DOPE SHIT WHAT GO AROUND COME AROUND, THAT'S WHAT THEY

(Lauryn Hill) Yeah, we got Fugees up in here, haha!
(Wyclef) Refugee camp y'all
(Lauryn Hill) Funkmaster Flex up in here!
(Wyclef) One two, yeah
(Lauryn Hill) Yeah, yeah like this yo
*singing* We bumped into Flex, yeahhh, two months ago
(Wyclef) Yeah, yo what was he doing?
(Lauryn Hill) Yo, hahaa, like this yo, word
*singing* He was backstage at a Refugees show
(Wyclef) Oh yeah, I think it was like the Mecca
and Pete Rock on the wheels
(Lauryn Hill
Break Down The Wall Lyrics
Baby why you're so sad What's the thing you're running from Caught in the red lights As if money is the cure Is this your only way to survive Are you trying to get even with the past What happened to the dreams you had I think it's t
) Word up, yeah
*singing* He said Fu's could you rock yeah (yeah yeah, one time)
Or maybe you won't (one time) oh yeah, oh yeah
So we bust in the back of a big gray Cadillac
Oh my honey... yeah yeah
With nickels and dimes busting fat freestyle rhymes
Oh baby, and we crazy, yeah, so we break it down like this
I'm not Japanese but I drive a Mitsubishi
Not Spanish, but I eat arroz con pollo
Not Haitian, but I eat seaweed seskwa
In your mind Lyrics
the symptoms of our getting older the problems that safety? dont mind most of us never get over memories mingled with lies incidents gave a confession that noones allowed to forget i dont want to give the i
Mama-se-mama-sa-mama-ma-ku-sa

(Wyclef)
Chi-blah, chi-blah, chi-blah, chi-blah-blah-blah-blah-bamba
Check out de numba one rapper comin through your speaker
This is how Flex reach ya, bust it
For the kid he say, freestyle all day
From Brooklyn to L.A. it's the ay ay ay
If a bwoy wan fi test a now de bwoy get sway
When we come in dancehall all de roaches Raid, bust it
Cool fellow, in the dancehall stay mellow
All that guntalk who woulda thought you'd die yellow
Penny drug dealer, work for th
Set Fire To That Lot! (Speech) Lyrics
Rodney Burke: I've got one card here and it's on the same subject, eh, but this one says, "We think the show is great and we dig the Beatles the most, but we still haven't heard a word from Ringo yet." Ringo: Arf! Arf! Arf! Arf! Rodney: "And
e vampire
New York to Newark, Captain Kirk he works for sandwiches
Number, zero, hit, professional
If you saw the movie then you know no one's Untouchable
Don't take this personal it's just family business
With this accomplice snitch now he sleeps with the fish
Wyclef Preacher's Son
Refugee Camp with the Funkmaster Flex in the house (Refugees up in here, yeah)
Got L in the house, and Prazwell up (hahahaha, ha like this)

[Funkmaster Flex blends into Doug E. Fresh's "I-Ight"]