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[(Wyclef) Lauryn in parentheses]Yes, Refugee Camp (Yeah, Yeah Refugee Camp unh! Ahh!)Yo...It never stops, what?!We comin` back! (Murder dat buoy!)Ninety seven to two thousand, check it! (Ha! Ha! La!)[Wyclef]Jericho sound...No Woman No Cry (We `bout to set it!)Yes! Yes! (We `bout to set it!)Yo! We `bout to set it! (L-Boogie, yes yo, what?!)We `bout to set it! (We`bout to set it!)Yes! We `bout to set it! (We `bout to set it!)[Lauryn "L-Boogie" Hill - Verse One]Yo, L won`t take the mark though I swim with sharksI make the dark see the lightBoard the ark for forty nightsTimes reveal a broken seal, like a (pause) fiend stealYou for fake, I`m for real, like Jesus Christ`s last mealYou make deals with devilsThe soul descends infinite levelsPray to God I see the next, rescripture in Holy text thenask to be forgiven for premarital sexIn the same breath I speak with death about the timesand how many joined his army over bullshit rhymesYou see L change the topic, clear as fiber-opticsMake talk about your clothes become microscopic decisionsYoung bitches in prison, messing `round with that lifeThug, drug dealer wifeConsequence cut like a knife, then we learned thatonly Jah and God can protectYou know the story, housing projects is purgatorySo, teach the youths they got more rights than MirandaTell `em this whole shit is propaganda! Word![Wyclef]Yo, sound system, you know what I`m sayin`?!Jericho Sound...System!Turn up your sound...Systems![Wyclef - Verse Two]Yo, here he comes down the roadA black Maserati, what up Raheem? (Whatup?! Whatup?! Whatup?!)He never fought unless necessaryYou shot at? He shot backThe whole block felt the bangLast man to fight with his fists his name was Jackie ChanNot Charles BrownsonOnce you hear the whistle, even Grandmas is stackin` up on old wooden pistolsNobody`s thinking by the time you`re done blinkingCold freezer, so your body won`t be stinkin`Read the will, he left the bills for his daughter SoleilLast words written just before he got killedWoman cry (Crying)Why wasn`t I the one?Not knowing, the omen was her son DAMIEN! (Demonic voice in background)Father forgive `em, for they know not what they doneTheir meaning of fun is who can draw the quicker gunEasy with the fiziSecond rate the violenceThose who disagree hear your ashes blow in silence![Wyclef]Yo! Turn up your sound system!This is the Refugee Camp!Jericho Sound System!Know what I`m sayin`?!Te Bass production!Refugee Camp collaboration!Turn up your sound system!Come on! Turn up your boom system!This is how we do, turn it up, come on![Prakazrel "Pras" - Verse Three]From the heart of Kingston, to the streets of Brooklyn-MarcyAll the way to the highest peak of any frequency, unhh!Illegal aliens, them all run invasionsBroadcasting all over your radio stations (Radio station!) - LaurynMathematics, lead me to believethere`s mysteries in numbersLightning and thunderEnough, ribbons in the sky (Ribbon In The Sky!)To make Stevie Wonderand man it works, to say I come from down under (Come from down under!)The wiz kid got no rideYou frontin` at the bar (You frontin` at the bar!)You ain`t a starYou rolled up in somebody else`s car (You rolled up in somebody else`s car!)You know the deal! BMW, Black Man Walking, came home yourTimberlands was talkin`! (Uh huh)(Addressing Jeru) Niggas jealous `cause the truth I said in ZealotsWell let me tell it...Without Premier you couldn`t sell it!!![Lauryn]Murder dat buoy!!!

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