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  • Ready or Not
  • Killing me softly
  • Fu-Gee-La
  • Killing Me Softly with His Song
  • No Woman, No Cry
  • How Many Mics
  • Zealots
  • The Score
  • Family Business
  • The Beast
  • Cowboys
  • The Mask
  • Red Intro
  • Mista Mista
  • Manifest/Outro
  • Fu-Gee-La (Refugee Camp Remix)
  • No Woman No Cry
  • Nappy Heads
  • Fu-Gee-La (Sly & Robbie mix)
  • Fu-Gee-La (Refugee Camp Global mix)
  • Vocab
  • Nappy Heads (remix radio edit)
  • Introduction
  • Boof Baf
  • Recharge
  • Some Seek Stardom
  • Temple
  • No Woman, No Cry - Edited Album Version
  • Fu-Gee-La - Sly & Robbie Mix
  • Vocab (Refugees Hip Hop Remix)
  • Blunted Interlude
  • Refugees on the Mic
  • Freestyle Interlude
  • Giggles
  • Nappy Heads (remix)
  • Harlem Chit Chat Interlude
  • No Woman, No Cry - L.P. Version
  • Fu-Gee-La - Refugee Camp Global Mix
  • Ready Or Not (Salaam's Ready For The Show Remix)
  • Living Like There Ain't No Tomorrow
  • Da Kid From Haiti Interlude
  • Vocab - Refugees Hip Hop Remix
  • Fu-Gee-La (Refugee Camp Mix)
  • Ready Or Not (Clark Kent/Django Remix)
  • How Hard Is It?
  • Don't Cry Dry Your Eyes
  • Ooh La la la
  • Vocab (Refugee Hip Hop Remix)
  • Fu-Gee-La - Refugee Camp Remix
  • Shout Outs From the Block

I'm Chill-Master-Nell of a thousand emcees
But how are you gonna tell the real I bust from these fo' knees
Cause he sees everyone with a deal with a record company
They go home, they write a rhyme, they think they ready to battle better
Some write forward, some write backward
I wait for them to get the cheeba-ganja then reverse yo
With a that's worse than the last one
Some say BOO! he's the po he used to diss Jamaicans
And Hatians cause you thought I was American
Ay Pras, remember that song they sang, YEAH!
Go back to Jamaica, what's good is what's new
But now we move off with Uncle's with a trail-crate of COOLER!

(Pras)
I'm from the island, the island I'm from is the strong island
Emcees must be right, when I syke from lack of freestylin'
Mind must be sharp until my holler girl, I get all in
Black stylin', ridin', Boof'll be trappin'
When they come to battle champ see the shoes flappin'
Huh, coolin' while I'm rappin'

(Wyclef Jean)
(BOOF BAF!), another sound of a guy
(BOOF BAF!), never boy, duck punk, try
(BOOF BAF!), another sound of a guy
(BOOF BAF!), never boy, duck punk, try

(Wyclef Jean)
Said if you write with pencil you must write with (PEN!)
If you have a rooster you must have a (HEN!)
Five plus five you know that equals to (TEN!)
Then spit the yellow man, check it to groove-to-groove site

(Pras)
One, two, I throw a flow to catch it
Three, four, back she know before the track miss
I FUCK ya when style go, to wreck this static
(But yo sister, grab the mic and do damage!)

(Lauryn Hill)
Aiyyo I used to drive a hooptie, check me down swoopie
Rollin' with the Jones' but I different homozones
See life's got no value if I ain't got no statue
Hannibal heads, I be the kid from "Timbuktu"
One, two, zip me-me, check the mic I'm ready
Three, four, please the army - "Oh God", with Uzi's
So what, converse man, the chicken or the hoodie
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