Lyrics:
Sunday refugees from Sunday TV shows
Downtown all of the way down
Downtown all of the way downtown
Let's sink imagination
Past your wildest wild
the mighty Thor
Bringin thunda down
Now you're in store for predator
Like refugees I come to settle score
Half-baked medifore, that taste even better raw
We had no way of staying afloat
We had to leave on the ferry boat
Economic refugees
On the run to Germany
We had the back of Maggie's hand
Times
in the trenches
On top of the world
Young refugees but we were momma's pearls
Where you been dog?
Where you been?
I thought you fell off
duck the mic when we come around
Control hammer like the mighty Thor
Bringin thunda down
Now you're in store for predator
Like refugees I come
eyes
Coulda been reggae, or the love of hip-hop
Maybe my fans at the show saying don't stop
Probably the struggle of all refugees
Maybe the sign how
Let me tell you 'bout the South
Harriet Tubman, Underground, Underground Railroad
ReFugees, in de seas, see them in they sailboats
I got love for
predator
Like refugees I come to settle score
Half-baked medifore, that taste even better raw
Hardcore holy war
Hits from the reservoir, southpaw
screamin Terror Squad
Imagine if there were still four survivors still in Destiny's Child
And TLC never lost they Left Eye
Imagine Refugees never needin
What makes a DJ
What makes an MC
What makes the ReFugees
Why are kids getting jealous?
'Cause we F, R, E, S, H
Fresh, fresh, fresh, that's, fresh!
F, R,
refugees
Way down on our knees
By the dried up stream
We slit our throats and dreamed
But when the building's burned
Was there some concerned
Mother
if there were still four survivors still in destiny's child
And tlc never lost they left eye
Imagine refugees never needin a passport
And john forte
I feel a ring comin'
Let me play my guitar for them right now
Let's go
Refugees
Yeah
to the door
But love awaits there to embrace your heart forevermore
Come you abandoned, you forsaken
Friendless and alone, come refugees left homesick for
We got the refugees all-stars rubba dubbin' in the club
Wyclef Jean, John Forte, Prizewell
Nah mean the streets are gettin' a little crazy
Looka
dezame'w
Pa Kayos pa respekte dyaspora
Papa Djoume pa respekte dyaspora
Refugees pa respekte dyaspora
Nèg Florida pa respekte dyaspora
Malfini bagay yo pral
Surprise, hey
I'm back with lightning and thunder
I heard you over saying that I'm a one-hit-wonder
You dumb or some, I went to refugees
Silly felony, when
another, double, old-fashioned, please
Make it for one who's due to join the disillusion crew
Make it for one of love's new refugees
Once high in my
The sailor
The refugees
We'll hear the rich man
The poor man
The beggar down on his knees.
We'll see the hungry
The stranded
The poor empty-handed ones
Refugees yo.. all you say
Dirty Dirty Dirty South
I used to play while at the YMCA, in L.A.
Sold my first A-K
I saw her man get murdered
knots at my most awkward
She reaches out to orphans and refugees
Embraces them with thermal blankets
Her favourite childhood moments
Were
speaking free pointing out a flaming tree
Just two refugees looking at the spectacle sight and crying
That was when he said something to the air
I saw
everything
In their power to save people
They are gonna pay the price"
"Do you know where I'm coming from?"
Now I see we be the new faces of refugees
We ain't
double dosage
Runnin' with these vultures givin' me ulcers
Which one of these hustlers bringin' the thunder
Re-gees (refugees?) not another man takin'
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