The Fugees - Happy Heads
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2ая часть:
PRAS
You boogie move the groove, nothing to prove you lose
Your style remind of yesterday, old news
Sad sung blues who's, chose the one to feel the pain
or bring the cane, tick-tock I come to pick your lock
It's not for capital gain
So watch out for the remain, or cry from bloodstain
Bustin nuts, bustin style
Gettin buckwild some think I'm the descendant of a wilder child
Comin on the mic, from a higher level
Broke is no joke/choke the hell out of the devil

WYCLEF
(THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
What about Martin? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
What about Malcolm? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Rosa Parks? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
You hung a man after dark (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Cease the violence! (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)

Yo who got the power, to make a man raise from the dead?
Some said that it was Jesus, they said he was a notty dread
But I don't mean to confuse a world that's confused
Mind's atomic, so like a bomb, let me drop it
Can't get too deep, cause some sleep while I wake
in a dream that's made of wine but let me bring it back to grapes
Teacher, explain the parable, it's simple:
It's easier for the camel to go through the eye of a needle
than for you to enter the kingdom, or battle
and walk away, with the title when I get, brutal
Feelings are mutual so sign your life, to Prudential
Don't even flinch, the other becomin spiritual
There's six million ways to die but choose four
cause I can still be in the desert buttnaked and be HARDCORE!

LAURYN
When ? checks that means pump your fist
Remember Moses people, this is Exodus
Don't try to stop this, the force comes from Genesis
Them who did us wrong, ask the Lord for forgiveness
The man got a drum, made the land of the dumb
We droppin the bass drum, then we ??
You can't kill the battle with a ?? .. feeling Joshua
So march to St. Lawrence
Yo march I got your back, march!

WYCLEF
Crown Heights (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Cease the violence (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
A moment of silence (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
for those who died (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Public Enemy (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
number one (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Fredric Douglass (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Harriet Tubman (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
?? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Bob Marley (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
Prazwell (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)
To my man Khalid (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT)

LAURYN
Now, speak of resistance, we're nappy heads
Rhymes, kinks, braids and dreads
The mother of creation, epitome of creativity, yeah
and keep your heads nappy