Fu Gee La Lyrics

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album: Track 6 in album The Score
release date: 1996-2-12
popularity : 210 users have visited this page.
genres: Hip Hop Funk / Soul
styles: Pop Rap/Bounce/Conscious
length: 4:21
producer: Salaam Remi
lead vocals: Wyclef Jean, Lauryn Hill and Pras Michel
performer: Fugees
engineer: Gary Noble
composer: Wyclef Jean, Salaam Remi, Lauryn Hill, Pras Michel

Album Information

label: Columbia
country(area): Germany
format: CD
barcode: 5099748354921
script: Latin

Cover Art

Fugees The Score cover art

Lyrics

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We used to be number 10
Now we're permanent one,
In the battle lost my finger, Mic became my arm
Pistol nozzle hits your nasal, blood becomes lukewarm
Tell the woman be easy Naah squeeze the Charmin
Test Wyclef, see death flesh get scorned.
Beat you so bad make you feel like you ain't wanna be born
And tell your friends stay the hell out of my lawn.
Chicken George became Dead George stealin' chickens from my farm.
Damn, Another dead pigeon
If your mafiosos then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians
Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade
Girl bled to death while she was tongue-kissing a razor blade.
That sounds sick maybe one eday I'll write a horror
Blackula comes to the ghetto, jacks an ACURA
We used to be number 10
Now we're permanent one,
In the battle lost my finger, Mic became my arm
Pistol nozzle hits your nasal, blood becomes lukewarm
Tell the woman be easy Naah squeeze the Charmin
Test Wyclef, see death flesh get scorned.
Beat you so bad make you feel like you ain't wanna be born
And tell your friends stay the hell out of my lawn.
Chicken George became Dead George stealin' chickens from my farm.
Damn, Another dead pigeon
If your mafiosos then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians
Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade
Girl bled to death while she was tongue-kissing a razor blade.
That sounds sick maybe one eday I'll write a horror
Blackula comes to the ghetto, jacks an ACURA

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Track Listing


CD 1
  • 1 Red Intro
  • 2 How Many Mics
  • 3 Ready or Not
  • 4 Zealots
  • 5 The Beast
  • 6 Fu-Gee-La
  • 7 Family Business
  • 8 Killing Me Softly
  • 9 The Score
  • 10 The Mask
  • 11 Cowboys
  • 12 No Woman, No Cry
  • 13 Manifest/Outro
  • 14 Fu-Gee-La (Refugee Camp remix)
  • 15 Fu-Gee-La (Sly & Robbie mix)
  • 16 Mista Mista
  • 17 Fu-Gee-La (Refugee Camp Global mix)