The Score
Fugees"The Score" is a song by Fugees, released in 1996 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:48 long and contains 76 lines and 443 words.
Lyrics
0:23Look into the rhyme
0:24Rum to the ripple
0:25Sing boo
0:26But at times I come in triple
0:28Blaow blaow put the heater to your head
0:29Now your dead
0:30Wyclef don't give a *beep* if your dead
0:33Raaaaah raaaah
0:34Let me attack just like the black cat
0:36You in the wrong neighborhood check the map
0:37Hooo you've got to go for backup
0:40To do what you gotta do
0:41So you'll be back with France CU
0:42Traitor in your crew is mafo heat
0:44Put the poison in your tea
0:45And kill the toad But I'll be back with the centipede
0:48I'm on some new technique drunken bamboo
0:49Awoo hoo a hoo I'm taking all crews what
0:52Competition stimulation for the rap man
0:55Losers check your tooters
0:56While I'm suckin' on your girls hooters
0:58Don't play macho while you got the gun
1:00Cause if you got to reload
1:22Wyclef the multi-talented
1:22Average heads can't handle it
1:24I'll bring it to you live
1:26Only if you want it
1:27Me and my guitar go back like the days of the RMC's
1:32The W-Y-C-L-E-F Wyclef
1:35Through any contest
1:36I'm victorious
1:37Still keep it real if you will and manifest
1:39Through your skills not by how many shells you peel
1:42I'm a bring down the ruckus
1:43Play the nutcracker
1:43Rough-neck rednecks make me no bother
1:46Time after time ask Cyndi Lauper
1:49Boss you don't want to f**kk with my partners
1:51Motion commotion what's your proposal
1:53Uphold two-fold the crew is disposal
1:56Like utensil false idental
1:59I autograph my lyrics with a number 2 pencil
2:21I'm the L Won't you pull it
2:23Straight to the head
2:24With the speed of a bullet
2:25Cuttin' jokers off at the meeky-freeky gullet
2:27Lyrical sedative keep niggas medative
2:29Head rushers I give to creative kids and fiends
2:32Dreams of euphoria
2:32Aurora
2:33To another galaxy
2:34Phallic-sy
2:35Be this microphone but get lifted
2:37Lyrically I'm gifted
2:38Burn on in without the roach clip (it)
2:40Henders mind-bender
2:40Pleasure sender
2:41So frequently your nerve endings belong to me
2:43Wrongfully you put me down not receiving the full capacity of my smoke
2:49Wack niggas choke
2:49From the fumes that I emote
2:51Or emit shit
2:52See even I feel the mahogany L
2:54Natural hallucinogen
2:54Turning boys to men again
2:56With estrogen dreams
2:56Release blues yellows and greens
2:58From Brownsville to Queens
3:29I creep like a theif no doubt the man's swift
3:33I'm more magnificent than Lee Van Cliff
3:35You stand stiff and got the nerve to let your man riff
3:38And start flakin' like dandruff
3:40C'mon son my steelo's tight
3:43Cause by far I'm the best producer on the mic
3:45On the right analytical conceptions
3:48With precision and leave lyrical incisions
Look into the rhyme Rum to the ripple Sing boo But at times I come in triple Blaow blaow put the heater to your head Now your dead Wyclef don't give a *beep* if your dead Raaaaah raaaah Let me attack just like the black cat You in the wrong neighborhood check the map Hooo you've got to go for backup To do what you gotta do So you'll be back with France CU Traitor in your crew is mafo heat Put the poison in your tea And kill the toad But I'll be back with the centipede I'm on some new technique drunken bamboo Awoo hoo a hoo I'm taking all crews what Competition stimulation for the rap man Losers check your tooters While I'm suckin' on your girls hooters Don't play macho while you got the gun Cause if you got to reload Wyclef the multi-talented Average heads can't handle it I'll bring it to you live Only if you want it Me and my guitar go back like the days of the RMC's The W-Y-C-L-E-F Wyclef Through any contest I'm victorious Still keep it real if you will and manifest Through your skills not by how many shells you peel I'm a bring down the ruckus Play the nutcracker Rough-neck rednecks make me no bother Time after time ask Cyndi Lauper Boss you don't want to f**kk with my partners Motion commotion what's your proposal Uphold two-fold the crew is disposal Like utensil false idental I autograph my lyrics with a number 2 pencil I'm the L Won't you pull it Straight to the head With the speed of a bullet Cuttin' jokers off at the meeky-freeky gullet Lyrical sedative keep niggas medative Head rushers I give to creative kids and fiends Dreams of euphoria Aurora To another galaxy Phallic-sy Be this microphone but get lifted Lyrically I'm gifted Burn on in without the roach clip (it) Henders mind-bender Pleasure sender So frequently your nerve endings belong to me Wrongfully you put me down not receiving the full capacity of my smoke Wack niggas choke From the fumes that I emote Or emit shit See even I feel the mahogany L Natural hallucinogen Turning boys to men again With estrogen dreams Release blues yellows and greens From Brownsville to Queens I creep like a theif no doubt the man's swift I'm more magnificent than Lee Van Cliff You stand stiff and got the nerve to let your man riff And start flakin' like dandruff C'mon son my steelo's tight Cause by far I'm the best producer on the mic On the right analytical conceptions With precision and leave lyrical incisions
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