Boof Baf - Fugees

I'm Chill-Master-Nell of a thousand emcees

But how are you gonna tell the real I bust from these fo' knees

Cause he sees everyone with a deal with a record company

They go home they write a rhyme they think they ready to battle better

Some write forward some write backward

I wait for them to get the cheeba-*** then reverse yo

With a verse that's worse than the last one

Some say BOO he's the po he used to diss Jamaicans

And Hatians cause you thought I was American

Ay Pras remember that song they sang YEAH

Go back to Jamaica what's good is what's new

But now we move off with Uncle's with a trail-crate of COOLER

(Pras)

I'm from the island the island I'm from is the strong island

Emcees must be right when I syke from lack of freestylin'

Mind must be sharp until my holler girl I get all in

Black stylin' ridin' Boof'll be trappin'

When they come to battle champ see the shoes flappin'

Huh coolin' while I'm rappin'

(BOOF BAF ) another sound of a guy

(BOOF BAF ) never boy duck punk try

(BOOF BAF ) another sound of a guy

(BOOF BAF ) never boy duck punk try

Said if you write with pencil you must write with (PEN )

If you have a rooster you must have a (HEN )

Five plus five you know that equals to (TEN )

Then spit the yellow man check it to groove-to-groove site

(Pras)

One two I throw a flow to catch it

Three four back she know before the track miss

I F**K ya when style go to wreck this static

(But yo sister grab the mic and do damage )

Aiyyo I used to drive a hooptie check me down swoopie

Rollin' with the Jones' but I different homozones

See life's got no value if I ain't got no statue

Hannibal heads I be the kid from "Timbuktu"

One two zip me-me check the mic I'm ready

Three four please the army - "Oh God" with Uzi's

So what converse man the chicken or the hoodie

Get the - hoodie came first then mans' then would be Nancy

To kill the Jesse James rough step back check your steps

I'll love your theory like the chi-chi-woo-woo-boogie-man

You say I'm balanced but you're Silence of the Lambs

And when I call your name I say Candyman Candyman Candyman

Cause I can can yes I can can

(BOOF BAF ) never boy duck punk try

(BOOF BAF ) another sound of a guy

(BOOF BAF ) never boy duck punk try

Well I'm on fire (FIRE) FIRE (FIRE) FIRE (FIRE)

So let me re-light your viacom

And let you enter the-the-elec-tronic (COOL )

And let you enter the-the-elec-tronic (COOL )

And let you enter the-the-elec-tronic (COOL )

And let you enter the-the-elec-tronic (COOL )

All that movin' I call my nozzle you see I was an electronic

You listen to your lyrics in chime - your Panasonic

The ly-ly-ly-lyricaler the di-di-di-digital

Pras take the mic man you know you're really critical

(Pras)

Stall emcees-soft-put 'em up for-er-Death Row (yeah)

Rhyme and cultural style and never old

Slashed the priest-fool ooh you're filth-swolled

I say no to spliff but my friends still smoke Juano

Coolin' it coolin' it coolin' it

Somebody chuck me-who the who'd you think

Hold the mic hold the mic I shoot 'em

Down with my last one last one last one last one and

(Boo-shoo-coo-coo ) SMOKE

I got my bullet-proof and now to send my bozack

(BOOF BAF ) another sound of a guy

(BOOF BAF ) never boy duck punk try

(BOOF BAF ) another sound of a guy

(BOOF BAF ) never boy duck punk try

Rich rap come from the brothers in the neigborhood

Who used to rap on a Polaroid - here comes Father Joe

Let me clock the block as I pull fo'-five

Boof Baf - I cut the block with gat-stops

I used to play hookie just to see how good an emcee was

He said I bust a battle - aight I still took a gun

No cheeba cheeba just a Libra on a last ride

I waited so long that I thought I died and came back alive

So hear the spirits many fear Sir New Stosser

This the new thing under the Sun when I come I come

Bam-bam alakazam he grabbed the mic

Up the block they ran I came back with the bag

Cause that's my momma man

I'm just patrollin' move off in the block

But the spot that I clock you get shot if your numbers' about

So don't get caught in the fast lane the fast lane

A just remain yourself and be the same

Cause many rapper-days say nuttin' for nuttin'

So here's sut-um to take you from the am to the pm

(Pras)

Cause a imitator could never be greater than the creator

Whose the originator step up infiltrator

See you in the alligator - back stabbin' traitor

Tape recorder duplicator roughly rhymin' with the head tranzlator hah

AND LEAVE THE FORTY TO BE NAUGHTY IN THE FRIDGERATOR

(BOOF BAF ) another sound of a guy

(BOOF BAF ) never boy duck punk try

(BOOF BAF ) another sound of a guy

(BOOF BAF ) never boy duck punk try

(BOOF BAF ) another sound of a guy

(BOOF BAF ) never boy duck punk try

(BOOF BAF ) another sound of a guy

(BOOF BAF ) never boy duck

Say gun-man (BOOF BAF ) say tell me where you get your ( ) from (BOOF BAF )

You musta get it from the foreign land (BOOF BAF )

We want to shoot up the old a Babylon (BOOF BAF )

Pay the man to rhyme onto it

Say gun-man (BOOF BAF ) say tell me where you get your ( ) from (BOOF BAF )

You musta get it from the foreign land (BOOF BAF )

You want to kill your own brother man (BOOF BAF ) ay ay ay (BOOF BAF )