Lyrics:

(Wyclef) Yo Mona Lisa, Could I Get A Date On Friday? **lf**And If You&ampapos;re Busy, I Wouldn&ampapos;t Mind Taking**lf**Saturday-Ay-Ay, Ay-Ay-Ay**lf**Round Up De Posse, Fugee Comin Around The Way**lf****lf**(Wyclef) Yo, Hey Nappy Head**lf**(Lauryn) Yo Whashup? **lf**(Wyclef) Whatchu Got There? **lf**(Lauryn) Hah, I Got Some Of That Lyrical Cheeba Cheeba**lf**(Wyclef) Worrrrrd? **lf****lf**A Cheeba Cheeba Y&ampapos;all, Well I&ampapos;m A Libra Y&ampapos;all**lf**A Cheeba Cheeba Y&ampapos;all, Well I&ampapos;m A Libra Y&ampapos;all**lf****lf**Verse One: Wyclef**lf****lf**You Wanna Battle Swing I Bring Commanding Men Like I Was King**lf**In All Your Dreams I Write The Horror Flick Of Stephen King**lf**Cling To False Also Those Papers Say Ock**lf**I Got Tired Of The Fat Lady So I Sing To My Own Opera**lf**Ba-Lang-Balang-Balang-To-De-Man-De-Rock-Cause I Love Thee**lf**If You Live By The Sword You Will Be Die By The Gun**lf**Cause All Guys Tell Lies, And More Girls Commits It**lf**I Was Ordered To Code Red, But Now I&ampapos;m Chillin With A Few Good Men**lf**Assassination On The Kid From The Capitol**lf**I Never Play The Soap Opera But Now I&ampapos;m A General Hospital**lf**Condition Critical, Spirit Over Who&ampapos;s The Physical**lf**So If I Die, Catch Me At The Funeral**lf**I&ampapos;ll Fly Away, Ohh Glory**lf**With A Mic In My Hand To A Land Where Only God Knows Me**lf**And The Angels Write Raps On Holy Paper**lf**I Said I&ampapos;m Lookin For Jesus, He Said Take The Escalator**lf**One Flight Up, Is Guaranteed You&ampapos;ll Be There**lf**My Sister&ampapos;d Be There, My Mother&ampapos;d Be There**lf**So, Mona Lisa, Could I Get A Date On Friday? **lf**And If You&ampapos;re Busy, I Wouldn&ampapos;t Mind Taking**lf**Saturday-Ay-Ay, Ay-Ay-Ay**lf**Round Up De Posse, Fugee Comin Around De Way**lf****lf**Verse Two: Lauryn Hill**lf****lf**I Don&ampapos;t Puff Blunts So I Always Got My Breath**lf**Never Had To Battle With A Bullet Proof Vest**lf**They Call Me Cock-Weasel But I, Still Cave A Chest**lf**I Don&ampapos;t Wear Jheri Curls Cause I&ampapos;m Nah From The West**lf**No Disrespect To The West, True Indeed**lf**I Rock It To The East, The East Is The Seed**lf**To See That Them Days Back, Yo Sheepskins And Hot Tracks**lf**Peace To Mr. Magic, Things Are Getting Tragic**lf**Now We On Some New Stuff, I Never Feared The Ku Kluk**lf**My Own Clan Is Actin Up, I Blame It On The Phillie Blunt**lf**Whatcha Gonna Do, Kids Are Acting Oooohhhh**lf**Hill Is Gettin Fed Up, Yo Where&ampapos;s The Coporate At**lf**A Mister Three Piece Suit**lf**Check The Square Roots, Girbauds And Timberland Boots**lf**Nahhhh That&ampapos;s The Serpents, And Know Them Garment Tips**lf**I Got A Head Full Of Problems And A Hand Full Of Nappy Roots**lf**I Feel A Jones&ampapos; Comin Down, Yo I...**lf**(I Got The Slang To Make The Chitty-Bang-Bang**lf**A-Rid-Dang-De-Dang, The Nappy Head Bang)**lf**No I, Got Hte Slang To Make The Chitty-Bang-Bang**lf**A-Rid-Dang-De-Dang, The Nappy Heads Bang**lf****lf**(Yo Mona Lisa, Could I Get A Date On Friday**lf**And If You&ampapos;re Busy, I Wouldn&ampapos;t Mind Taking**lf**Saturday-Ay-Ay, Ay-Ay-Ay**lf**Round Up De Posse, Fugee Comin Round De Way**lf**Ay-Ay-Ay, Ay-Ay-Ay**lf**Nappy Heads In The Zone And We&ampapos;re Not Goin Home!)**lf****lf**Verse Three: Prazwell, Wyclef**lf****lf**Hey Yo A Battle Is A Battle But A Battle&ampapos;s Not A Battle**lf**If It&ampapos;sssssssssss Snake Doesn&ampapos;t Rattle**lf**Cause My Style&ampapos;s As Old As A Reptile**lf**As Slick As A New Nile, As New As A New Child**lf**So Come Follow Me To The Land Of Abraham**lf**This Land&ampapos;s Your Land, This Land&ampapos;s My Land**lf**The Blacker The Black Man, The Better The Next Man**lf**(Yo Some Nappy Heads Need To Check They Necks For Red)**lf****lf**Ihhhh, Feel Injection**lf**Put The Needle To Your Skin Feel Reality&ampapos;s Heroin**lf**You Maintain To Put A Negro In Pain You Used To Diss Me**lf**Oh You Wanna Hang With Old Eddie Kane? (The Five Heartbeats)**lf**Ain&ampapos;t Nuttin Wrong, Snap Your Head To The Song**lf**Word Is Bond, You Get Wrong, I&ampapos;ll Have You Sing Like Louis Armstrong**lf**And I Say To Myself, What A Wonderful World**lf**But What The Hell Was So Wonderful Bout Cotton In The Farm**lf**Mr. Slaaaaaave Maaaaan!**lf**The Harder They Come, The Harder They Fall, So Come One Come All**lf**Don&ampapos;t Stall Or I&ampapos;ma Stick You Like A Voodoo Doll**lf**Doors Locked Stop Drawer For The Count Who Drops**lf**You Slept On A Kid From The Boondocks**lf**Out Of Motorville Land Of The Ill Kill**lf**Bellsburg Viking So You Know I&ampapos;m Top Ranking Phil**lf**Some Say Who Coming Like Like The Yuma But Save The Rumor**lf**Cause I&ampapos;ve Been Rockin Ever Since Eighty-Two**lf**When I Used To Rock My Pumas...**lf****lf**A Cheeba Cheeba Y&ampapos;all, Well I&ampapos;m A Libra Y&ampapos;all (4x)**lf****lf**Yo Mona Lisa, Could I Get A Date On Friday**lf**And If You&ampapos;re Busy, I Wouldn&ampapos;t Mind Taking**lf****lf**Saturday-Ay-Ay, Ay-Ay-Ay**lf**Round Up De Posse Fugee Comin Around De Way**lf**Ay-Ay-Ay, Ay-Ay-Ay**lf**Nappy Heads In The Zone And We&ampapos;re Not Goin Home!**lf**(Repeat 2x)**lf****lf**I Wear My Sunglasses At Night**lf**To Spy On My Girlfriend That&ampapos;s Right**lf**They Dancin Romancin Freakin At Night!**lf**Yes Yes Yes A Yes Yes Y&ampapos;all**lf**(Repeat 2x)**lf****lf**Mona Lisa...**lf**...nappy Heads In The Zone And We Not Goin Home!**lf****lf**A Cheeba Cheeba Y&ampapos;all, Well I&ampapos;m A Libra Y&ampapos;all (4x)**lf**And To The Beat Y&ampapos;all, And To The Beat Y&ampapos;all, Come On Everybody (To Fade)