Letter to the Fugees Feat Ghost aka Oski
[Spoken Intro: Ghost aka Oski]
Yo brother 'Clef
Its the one and only Ghost
Listen here man, when your recorded this in 96
Real quick coast to coast
But to really reach the youth
Give them that really stankin
I was thinking before they ghost
I need you to give the world a part of the sample you left
I need you to talk to the brother and sister you left
Make a letter like you have one last breath left to give that raw
Uncut truth
Let the boys and girls know
Aight its on you
Go
[Verse 1: Wyclef Jean]
I had to take time and writе this letter
'Cause еvery interview its like when y'all getting together
Everybody got an opinion about the story
Like what came first the chicken or the egg theory
(Oh what came first)
New Jerusalem the greatest
When three cells activated
We went from crawling on the floors to balance on our feet
When we say God speed, that's a [conquiste?]
Every magazine cover closer than ever
Me and Pras use to share clothes like blood brothers
L-Boogie, little sis was the star of our clique
Robin Andre was the forth, Jerry Wonder was the fifth
John Forte was the sixth, thats a refugee gang
Gangs was so simple then like Wu-Tang
More money, more problems, more passion man I get it
Somethings I did I know I forever regretted
But dead it, I can't undo the past
But the score is like the universe created from the blast
(From the blast)
And the aftermath, a good book
Generation after generation, hard to overlook
And I wanna wish y'all well
Last time I felt the vibe was Block Party with Dave Chapelle
And it seems like yesterday
Steve Harvey introduced us to Apollo stage
When I think how many labels passed on us
They saw the dirt but they missed the diamond cut
Remember we ain't just wanna do music
We wanted to create a movement
So I get it every time I do an interview
First and last question will we get a Score II?
So every time I answer it feels like a De Ja Vu
Cause everything we did we could never undo
[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
Ooh cause everything we did we could never undo
Everything we did we could never undo
Everything we did we could never undo
Never undo oh we could never undo
Aye yo Ghost, talk to de boys dem
[Spoken Intro: Ghost aka Oski]
It was the black boot, and the blood on the soles
A red bottom way back before the ones blew me sold
Its a crap chute to [?]
Before you are laying on your back looking at the moon host
More time before the guns before the looneys get a hold
In the trap the music is the root [?]
Or maybe the ghost follow the rapper
Refugee left the country would go
Afro pick, Afrikan Bambaataa thick
Marching to the beat, just like this
Bloody gang, money mane bloody money I'm sick
The political trying to get the indictment to stick
I'm half Marcus Garvey, Huey P and Wyclef
Its me, for a moment of time, seventh member of refugee
So we free
[?] Andre three
On some lady Lauryn, Pras and the first one on the spot
'Clef Jean
No wonder Jerry Wonda was on that strong Forte John
Peace but I shoot your blonde the poison I spit
Jersey bricks covered with dirty southern slime dialect
Buffalo soldiers in constant conflict
We was born [?] ready or not
[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
Ooh cause everything we did we could never undo
Everything we did we could never undo
Everything we did we could never undo
Never undo oh we could never undo
Aye yo Ghost, talk to de boys dem
[Outro: [?]]
You can't run away, You can't run away
From your conscious soul and mind
You can't run away, You can't run away
From your conscious soul and mind