Intro: Lauryn Hill
 Yo, this is the Fugees
 Refugees
 About to take you on a journey
 Into the dimensions of the Booka basement
 The basement, word
 Uhh

 Hey yo, one two three! The crew is called Re-Fu-Ge-ee-es
 An if yu come fa tes the rap stylee
 Stop the violence and just bring it on, willld

 Verse One: Lauryn Hill

 Hey yo I, feel kind of melancholy people think they really know me
 I keep a wrap about me while I'm driving daddy's Audi
 I pay the toll fighting for my own soul
 Cause the bourgeoise type of mental sucks like a flat comb
 But I be baitin the rebel base to bass distort the EQ
 The devil's wishin they could send me back to Mogadishu
 Cause I've been wild since I was a juvenile
 Afro-centric profile, back when righteous rap was your style
 Now kids are whylin so I ask the bad black
 Boogie bandit, what's the damage, gimme the estimate then
 pray tell me when's the revolution will begin?
 I turn on my TV I check out Farrakhan on CNN see
 I'm like the phantom that's flying like the bird do
 And things you never heard plus I come from the suburbs
 Word to God, I heard you're acting kind of hard
 And you got your skin scarred when they was shootin on the boulevard

 [Lauryn Hill]

 (You got the vocab) I got the vocab
 (On the real got the vocab) You know we got the vocab
 (All my peeps got the vocab) Yeah, we got the vocab
 [Lauryn] Aiyyo Praz, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

 Verse Two: Prazwell

 Then cast off from here to Mexico
 You see my four-five-six a-be my Celo
 And when I rest my head is on a pillow
 Be-ba-dee-be, be-dee-be, be-dee-be-bo
 You see the skills I manifest is very tho-rough
 And if you don't believe me ask Freres Ja-cques
 Mmmm, Freres Jacques, Freres Jacques
 A dorme vous? A dorme vous?
 WATCH OUT NOW! When I choose to speak
 I'm forming the cipher fly East to the Five Percenter
 Knowledge is born, to all beginners
 Cast the first stone, if you feel you ain't a sinner, ahh
 Say o-ur father, who art in heaven
 Forgive the foolish rapper for he not know how Fugee be steppin
 Correct and, stopped and kept in, nuff respect to the
 DJ, that be selectin, the type of record ahhh

 [Prazwell]

 (You got the vocab) I got the vocab
 (The click's got the vocab) You know they got vocab
 (Brooklyn got the vocab) We got the vocab
 [Lauryn] Aiyyo Clef grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

 Verse Three: Wyclef

 Check it out, here we go
 Back in Eighty-TREE, no one wanted to be NAPPY
 I turn on my TV, it's a dreadlock for FREE
 Kill the gimmick
 It's nonsense, it's no sense or value
 a rapper, disaster, nobody ever told me that
 "Roxanne, you don't got to work for money no more!!"... and...
 Back in the days I used to listen to Kool G Rap
 Way back when before guns became gats and
 Run-D.M.C. used to ask Mary was she buggin?
 I loved P.E., they kept me concious of what I was saying
 Afrika Bambaata, Poor Righteous Teacher
 Got within myself so it made me a Five Percenter
 Say La-Di-Da-Di, UHH! we like to party but
 my jam was BDP, with My Philosophy
 Say Grandmaster Flash, MC Melle Mel
 Then LL Cool J came with Rock the Bells!
 See I'm the one for the crew, like a Jew is a Jew
 Like Apollo got the moon, like the men who got the blue
 Like the Fu got the Manchu, Chaka got the Zulu
 Hawaii got the Honolulu
 I got the rap lieu, so skippedy-de-bop-bop you don't stop
 You do the rock-rock from hip-hop through be-bop
 from be-bop to bee-bee

 [Lauryn Hill]

 (You got the vocab) I got the vocab
 (Boogie Down got the vocab) You know they got the vocab
 (Black people got the vocab) Word, we got the vocab
 [Lauryn] Aiyyo peeps, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

 (You got the vocab) Yeahh, we got the vocab
 (Queens got the vocab) You know y'all got the vocab
 (Uptown got the vocab) Yeahh, they got the vocab
 [Lauryn] Aiyyo, bros grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

 (DC got the vocab) Word, y'all got the vocab
 (Virginia got the vocab) Aiyy, I know y'all got the vocab
 (Oakland got the vocab) Word, they got the vocab
 [Lauryn] Aiyyo, sisters grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab