| 歌曲 | Don't Cry Dry Your Eyes (Clean Edit) |
| 歌手 | Fugees |
| 专辑 | Playlist: The Very Best of Fugees |
| 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 sharks | |
| I make the dark see the light | |
| Board the ark for forty nights | |
| Times reveal a broken seal, like a (pause) fiend steal | |
| You for fake, i'm for real, like jesus christ's last meal | |
| You make deals with devils | |
| The soul descends infinite levels | |
| Pray to god i see the next, rescripture in holy text then | |
| Ask to be forgiven for premarital sex | |
| In the same breath i speak with death about the times | |
| And how many joined his army over bullshit rhymes | |
| You see l change the topic, clear as fiber-optics | |
| Make talk about your clothes become microscopic decisions | |
| Young bitches in prison, messing 'round with that life | |
| Thug, drug dealer wife | |
| Consequence cut like a knife, then we learned that | |
| Only jah and god can protect | |
| You know the story, housing projects is purgatory | |
| So, teach the youths they got more rights than miranda | |
| Tell '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 road | |
| A black maserati, what up raheem? (whatup?! whatup?! whatup?!) | |
| He never fought unless necessary | |
| You shot at? he shot back | |
| The whole block felt the bang | |
| Last man to fight with his fists his name was jackie chan | |
| Not charles brownson | |
| Once you hear the whistle, even grandmas is stackin' up on old wooden pistols | |
| Nobody's thinking by the time you're done blinking | |
| Cold freezer, so your body won't be stinkin' | |
| Read the will, he left the bills for his daughter soleil | |
| Last words written just before he got killed | |
| Woman 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 done | |
| Their meaning of fun is who can draw the quicker gun | |
| Easy with the fizi | |
| Second rate the violence | |
| Those 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-marcy | |
| All the way to the highest peak of any frequency, unhh! | |
| Illegal aliens, them all run invasions | |
| Broadcasting all over your radio stations (radio station!) - lauryn | |
| Mathematics, lead me to believe | |
| There's mysteries in numbers | |
| Lightning and thunder | |
| Enough, ribbons in the sky (ribbon in the sky!) | |
| To make stevie wonder | |
| And man it works, to say i come from down under (come from down under!) | |
| The wiz kid got no ride | |
| You frontin' at the bar (you frontin' at the bar!) | |
| You ain't a star | |
| You 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 your | |
| Timberlands was talkin'! (uh huh) | |
| (addressing jeru) niggas jealous 'cause the truth i said in zealots | |
| Well let me tell it...without premier you couldn't sell it!!! | |
| [lauryn] | |
| Murder dat buoy!!! | |
| [wyclef - outro] | |
| We 'bout to set it, yes! yes! | |
| Jericho sound! | |
| L-boogie you know what i'm sayin? | |
| We gonna come like star wars, you know what i'm saying? | |
| We 'bout to set it! | |
| Nineteen ninety seven to the year two thousand and one! | |
| Ichi-bang! even in japan! | |
| Yo, l you know the flavor! | |
| Battle star galactical! | |
| Who wanna battle?! battle star galactical! | |
| Come on! you know the flavor! | |
| Jericho allstars | |
| (something in creole) | |
| You know what i'm saying? you know, like the v | |
| Remember v, the old show we used to watch that? | |
| Yo...you know what i mean?! we 'bout to set it! | |
| Know what i'm sayin'! we 'bout to take y'all, you know what i'm sayin'?! | |
| Remember mork & mindy? we used to sit back, happy days | |
| You know what i'm saying? we 'bout to set it, but yo! | |
| Kids ain't playin' that no more, know what i'm sayin'? | |
| Niggas packin' pistols, once you hear the whistle, we 'bout to set it! | |
| You know what i mean? yo! you know the flavor! you know what i mean?! | |
| Yo man! you know what i'm saying?! | |
| Good times, j.j.... | |
| [fades out] |
| 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! lboogie, 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 " lboogie" hill verse one | |
| Yo, l won' t take the mark though i swim with sharks | |
| I make the dark see the light | |
| Board the ark for forty nights | |
| Times reveal a broken seal, like a pause fiend steal | |
| You for fake, i' m for real, like jesus christ' s last meal | |
| You make deals with devils | |
| The soul descends infinite levels | |
| Pray to god i see the next, rescripture in holy text then | |
| Ask to be forgiven for premarital sex | |
| In the same breath i speak with death about the times | |
| And how many joined his army over bullshit rhymes | |
| You see l change the topic, clear as fiberoptics | |
| Make talk about your clothes become microscopic decisions | |
| Young bitches in prison, messing ' round with that life | |
| Thug, drug dealer wife | |
| Consequence cut like a knife, then we learned that | |
| Only jah and god can protect | |
| You know the story, housing projects is purgatory | |
| So, teach the youths they got more rights than miranda | |
| Tell ' 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 road | |
| A black maserati, what up raheem? whatup?! whatup?! whatup?! | |
| He never fought unless necessary | |
| You shot at? he shot back | |
| The whole block felt the bang | |
| Last man to fight with his fists his name was jackie chan | |
| Not charles brownson | |
| Once you hear the whistle, even grandmas is stackin' up on old wooden pistols | |
| Nobody' s thinking by the time you' re done blinking | |
| Cold freezer, so your body won' t be stinkin' | |
| Read the will, he left the bills for his daughter soleil | |
| Last words written just before he got killed | |
| Woman 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 done | |
| Their meaning of fun is who can draw the quicker gun | |
| Easy with the fizi | |
| Second rate the violence | |
| Those 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 brooklynmarcy | |
| All the way to the highest peak of any frequency, unhh! | |
| Illegal aliens, them all run invasions | |
| Broadcasting all over your radio stations radio station! lauryn | |
| Mathematics, lead me to believe | |
| There' s mysteries in numbers | |
| Lightning and thunder | |
| Enough, ribbons in the sky ribbon in the sky! | |
| To make stevie wonder | |
| And man it works, to say i come from down under come from down under! | |
| The wiz kid got no ride | |
| You frontin' at the bar you frontin' at the bar! | |
| You ain' t a star | |
| You 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 your | |
| Timberlands was talkin'! uh huh | |
| addressing jeru niggas jealous ' cause the truth i said in zealots | |
| Well let me tell it... without premier you couldn' t sell it!!! | |
| lauryn | |
| Murder dat buoy!!! | |
| wyclef outro | |
| We ' bout to set it, yes! yes! | |
| Jericho sound! | |
| Lboogie you know what i' m sayin? | |
| We gonna come like star wars, you know what i' m saying? | |
| We ' bout to set it! | |
| Nineteen ninety seven to the year two thousand and one! | |
| Ichibang! even in japan! | |
| Yo, l you know the flavor! | |
| Battle star galactical! | |
| Who wanna battle?! battle star galactical! | |
| Come on! you know the flavor! | |
| Jericho allstars | |
| something in creole | |
| You know what i' m saying? you know, like the v | |
| Remember v, the old show we used to watch that? | |
| Yo... you know what i mean?! we ' bout to set it! | |
| Know what i' m sayin'! we ' bout to take y' all, you know what i' m sayin'?! | |
| Remember mork mindy? we used to sit back, happy days | |
| You know what i' m saying? we ' bout to set it, but yo! | |
| Kids ain' t playin' that no more, know what i' m sayin'? | |
| Niggas packin' pistols, once you hear the whistle, we ' bout to set it! | |
| You know what i mean? yo! you know the flavor! you know what i mean?! | |
| Yo man! you know what i' m saying?! | |
| Good times, j. j.... | |
| fades out |