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- [Wyclef Jean] Yo, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday? 00:00
And if you're busy 00:02
I wouldn't mind taking Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay 00:03
Round up de posse 00:07
Fugee comin' around the way. 00:08
Yo, hey nappy head? 00:11
- [Lauryn] Yo, what's up? 00:12
- [Wyclef] What you got there? 00:13
- [Lauryn] Hah, I got some of that lyrical (censored) 00:14
- [Wyclef] Word? 00:17
♪ Well I'm a Libra, y'all ♪ 00:20
♪ Well I'm a Libra, y'all ♪ 00:25
♪ You wanna battle, swing ♪ 00:29
♪ I bring commanding men like I was king ♪ 00:30
♪ In all your dreams I write the horror flick ♪ 00:32
♪ of Stephen King ♪ 00:33
♪ Cling to false also those papers say ock ♪ 00:35
♪ I got tired of the fat lady so I song to my own opera ♪ 00:36
♪ Ba-lang-balang-balang-to-de-man-de-rock-cause I love thee ♪ 00:39
♪ If you live by the sword you will be die by the gun ♪ 00:41
♪ 'Cause all guys tell lies and more girls commits sin ♪ 00:44
♪ I was ordered to "Code Red" ♪ 00:46
♪ But now I'm chillin' with "A Few Good Men" ♪ 00:48
♪ Assassination on the kid from the capitol ♪ 00:49
♪ I never play the soap opera ♪ 00:51
♪ But now I'm in "General Hospital" ♪ 00:53
♪ Condition critical, spirit over who's the physical ♪ 00:54
♪ So if I die, catch me at the funeral ♪ 00:57
♪ I'll fly away, oh glory ♪ 00:59
♪ With a mic in my hand to a land where only God knows me ♪ 01:01
♪ And the angels write raps on holy paper ♪ 01:04
♪ I said I'm looking for Jesus, he said "Take the escalator ♪ 01:06
♪ One flight up, is guaranteed He'll be there" ♪ 01:09
♪ My sister'd be there, my mother'd be there ♪ 01:11
♪ So, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday ♪ 01:14
♪ And if you're busy ♪ 01:17
♪ I wouldn't mind taking Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay ♪ 01:18
♪ Round up de posse ♪ 01:21
♪ Fugee comin' around the way ♪ 01:22
♪ I don't puff (censored) so I always got my breath ♪ 01:24
♪ Never had to battle with a bullet proof vest ♪ 01:26
♪ They call me cock-weasel but I still cave a chest ♪ 01:29
♪ I don't wear Jheri curls cause I'm not from the west ♪ 01:31
♪ No disrespect to the West, true indeed ♪ 01:33
♪ I rock it to the East, the East is the seed ♪ 01:35
♪ To see that them days back, yo sheepskins and Hot Tracks ♪ 01:38
♪ Peace to Mr. Magic, things are getting tragic ♪ 01:41
♪ Now we on some new stuff ♪ 01:43
♪ I never feared the Ku Klux ♪ 01:44
♪ My own clan is actin' up ♪ 01:45
♪ I blame it on the Phillie blunt ♪ 01:47
♪ What you gonna do, kids are acting ooh ♪ 01:48
♪ Hill is gettin' badder, yo where's the corporate ladder ♪ 01:50
♪ Mr. Three Piece Suit ♪ 01:53
♪ Check the square roots, Girbauds and Timberland boots ♪ 01:54
♪ Nah, that's the serpents ♪ 01:56
♪ And know them garment tips, I got a head full of problems ♪ 01:57
♪ And a hand full of nappy roots ♪ 01:59
♪ I feel a Jones comin' down, yo I ♪ 02:01
♪ I got the slang to make the chitty-bang-bang ♪ 02:03
♪ A-rid-dang-de-dang, the nappy head bang ♪ 02:06
♪ No, I got the slang to make the chitty-bang-bang ♪ 02:08
♪ A-rid-dang-de-dang, the nappy heads reign ♪ 02:11
♪ Yo, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday ♪ 02:14
♪ And if you're busy ♪ 02:16
♪ I wouldn't mind taking Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay ♪ 02:17
♪ Round up de posse ♪ 02:20
♪ Fugee comin' around the way ♪ 02:22
♪ Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay ♪ 02:23
♪ Nappy heads in the zone and we're not goin' home ♪ 02:25
♪ Hey, yo, a battle is a battle but a battle's not a battle ♪ 02:28
♪ If it's snake doesn't rattle ♪ 02:30
♪ 'Cause my style's as old as a reptile ♪ 02:33
♪ As slick as a Nu Nile, as new as a new child ♪ 02:35
♪ So come follow me to the land of Abraham ♪ 02:38
♪ This land's your land, this land's my land ♪ 02:40
♪ The blacker the black man, the better the next man ♪ 02:43
♪ Yo, some nappy heads need to check they necks for red ♪ 02:45
♪ I feel injection ♪ 02:48
♪ Put the (censored) to your skin, feel reality's (censored) ♪ 02:50
♪ You maintain to put a negro in pain you used to diss me ♪ 02:53
♪ Oh you wanna hang with old Eddie Kane ♪ 02:56
♪ Ain't nothin' wrong, snap your head to the song ♪ 02:58
♪ Word is bond, you get wrong ♪ 03:00
♪ I'll have you sing like Louis Armstrong ♪ 03:01
♪ And I say to myself, what wonderful world ♪ 03:03
♪ But what the hell was so wonderful ♪ 03:06
♪ 'Bout pickin' cotton in the farm ♪ 03:07
♪ Mr. Slave Man ♪ 03:10
♪ The harder they come, the harder they fall ♪ 03:12
♪ So come one, come all ♪ 03:14
♪ Don't stall or I'ma stick you like a voodoo doll ♪ 03:15
♪ Doors locked stop drawer for the count who drops ♪ 03:18
♪ You slept on a kid from the boondocks ♪ 03:21
♪ Out of Hootaville, land of the ill kill ♪ 03:23
♪ Vailsburgh Viking so you know I'm top ranking Phil ♪ 03:25
♪ Some say who comin' like the Yuma but save the rumor ♪ 03:28
♪ 'Cause I've been rockin' ever since '82 ♪ 03:30
♪ When I used to rock my Pumas ♪ 03:32
♪ Yes-yes y'all, well I'm a Libra, y'all ♪ 03:33
♪ A-yes-yes-a-yes, well I'm a Libra, y'all ♪ 03:35
♪ Yes-yes y'all, well I'm a Libra, y'all ♪ 03:37
♪ C'mon ♪ 03:40
♪ Well I'm a Libra, y'all ♪ 03:41
♪ Yo, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday? ♪ 03:43
♪ And if you're busy ♪ 03:45
♪ I wouldn't mind taking Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay ♪ 03:46
♪ Round up de posse ♪ 03:50
♪ Fugee comin' around the way ♪ 03:51
♪ Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay ♪ 03:52
♪ Nappy heads in the zone and we're not goin' home ♪ 03:54
♪ Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday ♪ 03:58
♪ And if you're busy ♪ 04:00
♪ I wouldn't mind taking Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay ♪ 04:01
♪ Round up de posse ♪ 04:04
♪ Fugee comin' around the way ♪ 04:05
♪ Ay-ay-Ay, ay-ay-ay ♪ 04:07
♪ Nappy heads in the zone and we're not goin' home ♪ 04:09
♪ I wear my sunglasses at night ♪ 04:13
♪ To spy on my girlfriend, that's right ♪ 04:15
♪ They dancin', romancin', freakin' at night ♪ 04:18
♪ Yes-yes, yes-a-yes, yes y'all ♪ 04:20
♪ I wear my sunglasses at night ♪ 04:22
♪ To spy on my girlfriend, that's right ♪ 04:25
♪ They dancin', romancin', freakin' at night ♪ 04:28
♪ Say, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday night ♪ 04:32

Nappy Heads – English Lyrics

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Discover the vibrant sounds and empowering message of Fugees' 'Nappy Heads,' a groundbreaking track that blends hip-hop, reggae, and R&B. This song provides a window into the Fugees' unique sound and their celebration of Black identity and resilience. Learn about the cultural context and lyrical depth that made this song a pivotal moment in music history.

[English]

- [Wyclef Jean] Yo, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday?
And if you're busy
I wouldn't mind taking Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Round up de posse
Fugee comin' around the way.
Yo, hey nappy head?
- [Lauryn] Yo, what's up?
- [Wyclef] What you got there?
- [Lauryn] Hah, I got some of that lyrical (censored)
- [Wyclef] Word?
♪ Well I'm a Libra, y'all ♪
♪ Well I'm a Libra, y'all ♪
♪ You wanna battle, swing ♪
♪ I bring commanding men like I was king ♪
♪ In all your dreams I write the horror flick ♪
♪ of Stephen King ♪
♪ Cling to false also those papers say ock ♪
♪ I got tired of the fat lady so I song to my own opera ♪
♪ Ba-lang-balang-balang-to-de-man-de-rock-cause I love thee ♪
♪ If you live by the sword you will be die by the gun ♪
♪ 'Cause all guys tell lies and more girls commits sin ♪
♪ I was ordered to "Code Red" ♪
♪ But now I'm chillin' with "A Few Good Men" ♪
♪ Assassination on the kid from the capitol ♪
♪ I never play the soap opera ♪
♪ But now I'm in "General Hospital" ♪
♪ Condition critical, spirit over who's the physical ♪
♪ So if I die, catch me at the funeral ♪
♪ I'll fly away, oh glory ♪
♪ With a mic in my hand to a land where only God knows me ♪
♪ And the angels write raps on holy paper ♪
♪ I said I'm looking for Jesus, he said "Take the escalator ♪
♪ One flight up, is guaranteed He'll be there" ♪
♪ My sister'd be there, my mother'd be there ♪
♪ So, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday ♪
♪ And if you're busy ♪
♪ I wouldn't mind taking Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay ♪
♪ Round up de posse ♪
♪ Fugee comin' around the way ♪
♪ I don't puff (censored) so I always got my breath ♪
♪ Never had to battle with a bullet proof vest ♪
♪ They call me cock-weasel but I still cave a chest ♪
♪ I don't wear Jheri curls cause I'm not from the west ♪
♪ No disrespect to the West, true indeed ♪
♪ I rock it to the East, the East is the seed ♪
♪ To see that them days back, yo sheepskins and Hot Tracks ♪
♪ Peace to Mr. Magic, things are getting tragic ♪
♪ Now we on some new stuff ♪
♪ I never feared the Ku Klux ♪
♪ My own clan is actin' up ♪
♪ I blame it on the Phillie blunt ♪
♪ What you gonna do, kids are acting ooh ♪
♪ Hill is gettin' badder, yo where's the corporate ladder ♪
♪ Mr. Three Piece Suit ♪
♪ Check the square roots, Girbauds and Timberland boots ♪
♪ Nah, that's the serpents ♪
♪ And know them garment tips, I got a head full of problems ♪
♪ And a hand full of nappy roots ♪
♪ I feel a Jones comin' down, yo I ♪
♪ I got the slang to make the chitty-bang-bang ♪
♪ A-rid-dang-de-dang, the nappy head bang ♪
♪ No, I got the slang to make the chitty-bang-bang ♪
♪ A-rid-dang-de-dang, the nappy heads reign ♪
♪ Yo, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday ♪
♪ And if you're busy ♪
♪ I wouldn't mind taking Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay ♪
♪ Round up de posse ♪
♪ Fugee comin' around the way ♪
♪ Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay ♪
♪ Nappy heads in the zone and we're not goin' home ♪
♪ Hey, yo, a battle is a battle but a battle's not a battle ♪
♪ If it's snake doesn't rattle ♪
♪ 'Cause my style's as old as a reptile ♪
♪ As slick as a Nu Nile, as new as a new child ♪
♪ So come follow me to the land of Abraham ♪
♪ This land's your land, this land's my land ♪
♪ The blacker the black man, the better the next man ♪
♪ Yo, some nappy heads need to check they necks for red ♪
♪ I feel injection ♪
♪ Put the (censored) to your skin, feel reality's (censored) ♪
♪ You maintain to put a negro in pain you used to diss me ♪
♪ Oh you wanna hang with old Eddie Kane ♪
♪ Ain't nothin' wrong, snap your head to the song ♪
♪ Word is bond, you get wrong ♪
♪ I'll have you sing like Louis Armstrong ♪
♪ And I say to myself, what wonderful world ♪
♪ But what the hell was so wonderful ♪
♪ 'Bout pickin' cotton in the farm ♪
♪ Mr. Slave Man ♪
♪ The harder they come, the harder they fall ♪
♪ So come one, come all ♪
♪ Don't stall or I'ma stick you like a voodoo doll ♪
♪ Doors locked stop drawer for the count who drops ♪
♪ You slept on a kid from the boondocks ♪
♪ Out of Hootaville, land of the ill kill ♪
♪ Vailsburgh Viking so you know I'm top ranking Phil ♪
♪ Some say who comin' like the Yuma but save the rumor ♪
♪ 'Cause I've been rockin' ever since '82 ♪
♪ When I used to rock my Pumas ♪
♪ Yes-yes y'all, well I'm a Libra, y'all ♪
♪ A-yes-yes-a-yes, well I'm a Libra, y'all ♪
♪ Yes-yes y'all, well I'm a Libra, y'all ♪
♪ C'mon ♪
♪ Well I'm a Libra, y'all ♪
♪ Yo, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday? ♪
♪ And if you're busy ♪
♪ I wouldn't mind taking Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay ♪
♪ Round up de posse ♪
♪ Fugee comin' around the way ♪
♪ Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay ♪
♪ Nappy heads in the zone and we're not goin' home ♪
♪ Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday ♪
♪ And if you're busy ♪
♪ I wouldn't mind taking Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay ♪
♪ Round up de posse ♪
♪ Fugee comin' around the way ♪
♪ Ay-ay-Ay, ay-ay-ay ♪
♪ Nappy heads in the zone and we're not goin' home ♪
♪ I wear my sunglasses at night ♪
♪ To spy on my girlfriend, that's right ♪
♪ They dancin', romancin', freakin' at night ♪
♪ Yes-yes, yes-a-yes, yes y'all ♪
♪ I wear my sunglasses at night ♪
♪ To spy on my girlfriend, that's right ♪
♪ They dancin', romancin', freakin' at night ♪
♪ Say, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday night ♪

Key Vocabulary

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Key Grammar Structures

  • Well I'm a Libra, y'all

    ➔ Present Simple, colloquial contraction ('I'm'), use of 'y'all' (Southern American English)

    ➔ The sentence establishes a personal characteristic using the **present simple** tense. 'I'm' is a contraction of 'I am'. '**y'all**' is a colloquial term meaning 'you all', common in Southern American English.

  • You wanna battle, swing I bring commanding men like I was king

    ➔ Ellipsis (omission of 'do'), conditional clause ('like I was king'), colloquial language ('wanna')

    ➔ The phrase 'You **wanna** battle' uses ellipsis, omitting the auxiliary verb '**do**'. The phrase '**like I was king**' functions as a simile, creating a conditional comparison. The use of '**wanna**' is a colloquial contraction of 'want to'.

  • I got tired of the fat lady so I song to my own opera

    ➔ Past Simple, metaphorical language, unusual verb usage ('song' instead of 'sang')

    ➔ The sentence uses the **past simple** to describe a completed action. The 'fat lady' is a metaphor for something being over. The use of '**song**' instead of '**sang**' is grammatically incorrect but used for stylistic effect, adding to the song's unique flow.

  • If you live by the sword you will be die by the gun

    ➔ Conditional sentence (Type 1), future in the 'if' clause, unusual verb form ('die' instead of 'be killed')

    ➔ This is a **Type 1 conditional** sentence, expressing a likely outcome. The 'if' clause uses the **present simple**, and the main clause uses 'will + base verb'. The use of '**die**' instead of '**be killed**' is a stylistic choice, making the statement more direct and impactful.