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The Fugees

Genres: Hip-Hop

Recharge Lyrics - The Fugees

"And when you feeling down, recharge!" 

 

[Wyclef] 

Now and, forever's, them emperors, are nova 

The loving, the hugging, will never be over 

 

[Pras] 

Back up back up boy, don't get me started 

Still the MC, hit the target, you get bombarded yeah 

Affect the minds, let the blind evaporate 

Let me elaborate, oh no (it's too late) 

Push the button, cause I'ma get ? 

Pass me a SCUD missile, so I can bomb the land 

 

[Wyclef] 

Yo Pras (what?) Yo Pras (what?) Some start to wonder 

Some see lightning, some hear thunder 

Shades of a black man, maybe the black panther 

Making MC's run when it come to rapping I'm the Darth Vader 

I'm not regular, consider me irregular 

From the regular rapper ones that lumber 

But I come from a slum where many bum 

Sometimes I cooled out, while my boys were in prison 

I always told them that right, overrules wrong 

Cause ever since a boy mama told me judgment they will come son 

So I watch what I do, what I say, how I PLAY 

And hope that I make it through the next day 

Cause the streets are like a jungle, they got me say 

Cause Tarzan's a black man 

So I'm waiting for a break in the record company 

So I could take you MC's, back to camp I mean 

Cause with a flick of my wrist, I come rewind another rhyme 

I got more rhymes than a church got wines 

Ever since middle school, I used to, rule 

The ? mule, people called my talent beautiful 

Never lost a battle, they thought I was buck wild 

They didn't know that a ReFugee could rock so well 

So here's the resurrection, of Pras, Wyclef, and L 

 

Check me or my team as I recharge your body [Repeat: x4] 

 

[Pras] 

Living to be given, chilling like Bob Dylan 

Like Michael I'm Thrilling, I'm not dealing to be illing 

Running a mask ?, like the task force 

The cause is laws, the laws that broke your jaw 

Now I'm, getting raw on a thing like a mean machine 

(Why you running around with the same old thing? 

You know what I mean, yeah) 

I search and search, I start to faint 

But never never never fall in entertain 

Don't beam me up Scotty, I'm Audi like John Gotti 

Driving in black Caddy 

 

[Lauryn Hill] 

Success for the next man is success for myself 

Vanity's vanity yet I still wanted wealth 

I know there's a true God, but it still makes me think 

Of Yusef, now is the notty dread dead? 

Believe in the Bible because it promise eternity 

Six six six, that makes you, my adversary 

So I, watch my back and hopin I don't get taxed 

I used to, rip the rapper cause they said we'd been said wack 

I know what the critics they say, keep it commercial 

I used to freestyle, but everything now is rehearsal 

I miss the old school, so tell me what will I do? 

I guess I'll start a revolution with the Translator Crew, so 

 

[Wyclef] 

Check me or my team as I recharge your body [Repeat: x8] 

 

Check it out all MC's I'm about to pull out my slingshot 

Here it comes! 

 

Me lick me one, me lick me one one 

Me lick me one, me lick me one one 

Me lick me one 

Me come for them all 

Me lick me one one one, lick bumba rum 

Follow me follow me follow me follow me 

Me lick me one, me lick me one one 

Me lick me one, me lick me one one 

Me lick me one 

Me come for them all 

Me lick me one one one, lick bumba rum 

Follow me follow me follow me follow me 

(Me lick me one one) 

 

[Wyclef] 

They label me (What?) the MC psycho 

Prim' you up, but don't mistake me for Sunoco 

Cuss to get loose, now you got the micro' Joe 

Who talking about hope? Poquito dinero 

Means I work hard, but got no money, and that ain't funny 

Hey honey when you work for free see it's hard to get a lady baby 

But they say good things come to those wait 

So I wait, no ego trip, and on the mic I penetrate 

Elevate as I battle for high stakes 

Many gamble, I eat you like an animal 

Cause he gambled for the dime that he didn't have 

He woke up in a dream and found his body in a body bag 

Wyclef pissed cause, oh what I really said is 

Is I'm that funky, big up def in pig Latin man, 

A lot of rappers try to out rap, but miss me yo 

But I'm asking every teachers everything he know 

There's always one trick, to make em slip 

So let me predict in pure trick I'm sure the rap form will recharge 

 

Me lick me one, me lick me one one 

Me lick me one, me lick me one one 

Me lick me one 

Me come for them all 

Me lick me one one one, lick bumba rum 

Follow me follow me follow me follow me 

 

Check them style out of Wy and Prazwell 

Bad man fire M-16 

Police man fire AK-47 

Soldier man, them a fire ? 

And them gun shoot for, woy! 

Bad man fire M-16 

Police man fire AK-47 

Soldier man, them a fire ? 

And them gun shoot for 

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