Blunted Interlude - Fugees

Fugees

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Blunted Interlude - Fugees 歌词

Blunted Interlude - Fugees

Y'all know there's a lot of M C's

But just give my chance on the mic

Open the open the open the

Open the open the open the aah

Open the safe with no key

It's easier than battling me

Cause uh uh

I'll make you walk like a doggy

Some say on and on but they mean on on

I got tired of that new style breakdown

I have to take it back to the break of dawn

When Melle Mel was Melle Mel

And Al Capone was Al Capone

Bootleg is selling now it's rap

That's selling in the village

But I'm just privileged

To making my home from my spirit

So when you hear me it's the man

With the deeper thoughts

At night I can't sleep my brain

Keep moving like a body on a horse

I don't stand don't stand

Don't wife me I construct on bricks

Some thoughts it wasn't

Until he said He sunk my battleship

So hip-hip load the clip hip I miss damn

I pay my taxes so I won't mess with Sam

Ya hear the rhyme you stand still

Some ask for refill

We move your thoughts so

I can see if you for fake or real

Cause Buffalo Bill bit battle

Inside from my rap meal

And left me on a hill hill

So when I battle no will

So mama should I kill a man

Like Cypress Hill chill

I got no lawyer so I pleading my own appeal

How does it feel when a monkey is your ill

In a J A I L I have no time to make bail

Saw someone to be macho

Like fritches that got the lyro

So they had it at being a heroes

Where did their bodies go

Only God knows

You got caught between the fire and the hoses

You wanna battle Bring your Moses

Forget what fun what time Moses

And someone going down

And it ain't Gastor Douglass

Cause the roughest with the guy

Becomes a p**sy so all the bad boy talk

Come on

Cause I'm the nice dog yeah hawk

Throw many fights in fought courts boss

Never lost so toss a nickel

And change your course

Say "Mama" say "Mama"

Say "Mama" say "What "

Some thought we were blunted

When we wrote this

Cause we were far from reality

Some thought we were blunted

When we wrote this

Cause we were far from reality

Aiyyo huh huh ho

With the badder that run the Tent

Who walks really for lack of

Listening to the drum set

You silly nimble bad as to my car

Don't put the bass

Oh on the table test the super lantra

You got caught all that toe

With twenty-thousand legs

I'm laughing arrogantly

As your nostril bleeds

Relax and max and drink a Gin on the Tech

Well their gating for another

Pirate to lose his neck check

I got a call from Captain Hook in so quick

We used to be partners

Fore the clip stole my rapper

I had to be right cause

You fight like it was a b**ch

I had to change the rhythmic pattern

And make sure it fit so now

When I go and see with she

I thought the pirates through a telescope

And bomb them like it's make believe

Blow me my sword

I out for my protection

Cause I might ship on landing

Side and start an insurrection

A pirate had disguised himself as one of my crew

But I saw true and had to shake a him

Before he got through

Hey hey guy the loot the booty

I formed like a ram

I gave an ultimatum

And told him he could do time

But he argued and fought me

He tried to bust right and

So I took it upon myself

To make the brother walk the plank

Some thought we were blunted

When we wrote this

Cause we were far from reality

Some thought we were blunted

When we wrote this

Cause we were far

From reality

Fo' to the fo' to the fi fe come

I smell the blood of

An Englishman run son ya

See the man cannot understand

The hammer and the barrel hum

So when I get them someone

Will know where the hell I'm from

Cause I'm sprayin' M C's

With my mack ten machine gun

The hand that rocks will

Be the hand of the gun bum

Rum pum pum pum pum

Is the drop of my snare drum

Freaking is the beat of my tum tum

Making M C's walk like a doggy hah hah

I'll make them walk like a doggy

It's like the blunt to the phillie

The *** to the sessy

You can't write a rhyme

Without the roots mentality

Cause ain't no Milli

Vanilli but the kiddy with the skilly

To rhyme so d**e

I made up my own vocabulaby skilly

Missed it from a bomber tacky

Lacking all the bum

That get her to a to and fro

I guess they made me boy

So can I get the cheers

Not the chant from cheers

But the chant from my peers

That I know are really down with me

Cheers

Now that I mean those that been

Since the beginning

Cause some of y'all cut out

When it started raining

Now check me at the movies

I'm rolling like Black Man

I didn't need Batman

He teamed up with the favourite eh

Tell all your friend friend

Watch all your friend friend

Cause some say are your friend

Before wanna dem bring you poison

So I roll by myself and that I carry my bit

You wished you stayed around

You know my clip got the lip

So empty your hooray

Your hooray to your hip

And if your hip's a book

You know you got to get off bricks man

Some thought we were blunted

When we wrote this

Cause we were far from reality

Some thought we were blunted

When we wrote this

Cause we were far from reality

Some thought we were blunted

When we wrote this

Cause we were far from reality

Some thought we were blunted

When we wrote this

Cause we were far from reality

Some thought we were blunted

When we wrote this

Cause we were far from reality