Fugees - Freestyle (Live from BBC Radio 1) lyrics

How many mics do we rip on the daily?

You crossed the line now
There’s no coming back
MCs are getting sucked into
My intergalactical pull
I’m the article don’ya on your arse
If you get the microphone, nigga
You better say pass that need no questions
And I'm telling you no lies
If you lookin' at me wrong
This goes under for your eyes
Realize you can't knock this
Cuz my style's obnoxious it's gaseous
I'm turning all ya'll wack patients to ashes
This thing's created, debated
From here to Asia mind of rhyme
Must find your vocabulary kind of
Ordinary, my guitar shit is scary
Maybe we're legendary
We roll blunts like Bob Marley, and
You didn't know but Sugar Hill, it was a band
My man, know your history before
You try to sham, or
Shimmy coco pop, fronting niggas need to stop
Until the TOP's where you find the Refugees
Free like Jamaicans when they're feeling irie
So, Wyclef, won't you touch it?

For your rhymers you ain't a rapper
Your vocab can't extend
Access, freestyle, need no practice
Ask the methodist, ask the methodist

Too many MC's but they didn't get the picture
So you say you see me like Line the Reacher
Body executed right on the
I don't take it as an insult

See these dimensions and extensions will
Secure my future pension
When I mention corporate lynchin's like
The cowboys did to Indians
The intentions of the devil is
To cause me hypertension
So stay gold like Stevie Wonder
Don't blunder like OJ Simpson

Wyclef Jean: Don't blunder like OJ Simpson
Thsi is a freestyle
Wyclefm so let me freak you for a while
I eat pork from a fork add an extra bar