Lyrics Family Business - Fugees
Where
I
was
born,
nothing
is
promised
My
life
is
filled
with
less
hope
than
the
prophecies
of
Nostradamus
Omega
marks
the
ending
of
predictability,
birth
of
agility
Who
will
it
be
to
test
me
and
expose
their
futility
Iron
like
a
lion
from
Zion
stop
tryin'
so
hard
I
think
I
smell
your
brain
cells
fryin'
The
family's
behind
you
if
you're
worthy
Philosophies
developed
deep
in
the
back
streets
of
dirty
Jersey
Troops
with
scully
hats
and
Timberland
boots
No
more
break-dancing
for
loot,
niggas
hustle
and
shoot
In
the
Garden
State,
it
grows
stink
weeds
and
criminals
Government
funds
are
minimal,
oppression's
subliminal
These
days
its
hard
for
we
to
find
peace
of
mind
Between
insanity
and
sanity
there
lies
a
thin
line
Some
dwell
in
hotels
with
Jezebels
A
stone
age
and
fall
a
victim
to
the
Plague
Unclean
bad
dreams
of
Wyclef
being
a
fiend
One
last
kiss
from
my
sweet
serpentine
Eliminate
then
break
Navigate
to
rejuvenate
thoughts
of
suicide
with
my
nickel
plate
Reconcilation
came
from
my
enemy-friend
Who
said
family
don't
bend,
we
stay
silent
till
the
end.
Now
who
would
think
that
your
best
friend
Would
be
your
worst
enemy
and
your
enemy
your
best
friend
Stare
into
the
air
inspiration
from
the
atmosphere
I
think
of
old
ghosts,
that
ain't
even
here
Like
Alex
Haley
take
notes
on
this
Biography
My
family
tree
consists
of
street
refugees
A
ghetto
land,
where
we
talk
slang
Stolen
cars
bang,
like
my
chitty
bang-bang
sh-bang
For
the
heads,
we
ain't
sellin'
cocaine
today
So
refrain
and
let
my
family
reign
okay
Just
walkin'
the
streets
death
can
take
you
away
It's
never
guaranteed
that
you'll
see
the
next
day
At
night
the
evil
armies
of
Shaton
don't
play
So
defend
the
family
that's
the
code
to
obey
But
if
I
fall
asleep
and
death
takes
me
away
Don't
be
surprised
son,
I
wasn't
put
here
to
stay
At
night
the
evil
armies
of
Shaton
don't
play
So
the
family
sticks
together
and
we
never
betray
Nah
fuck
that,
fifty-two
pick
up,
no
cops
around
Fifty-two
thousand
in
cash,
I
don't
want
no
savings
bonds
Have
the
money
ready,
I
smell
something
fishy
Your
wife's
in
my
custody,
one
false
move
and
you'll
find
her
body
in
the
sea
That's
the
voice
of
the
kid,
that's
the
kidnapper
I
do
my
work
and
then
I
catch
my
ticket
to
Jamaica
Meet
me
in
the
alley,
make
sure
you
bring
the
money
This
ain't
the
seventies
I'm
far
from
a
jive
turkey
My
circle
it
can't
be
broken,
open,
cut-throatin',
provokin'
Record
promotin,
tokens
chokin'
on
they
words
like
smoke
and
Cause
we
soft
spoken,
doesn't
mean
that
we've
forgotten
Your
bootie
smells
rotten
and
one
day
you
will
be
gotten
See
joker's
is
scatter-brained,
their
focus
is
unrestrained
My
army
is
trained,
you
never
find
us
beefin'
in
vain
Cause
I've
seen
fire
and
I've
seen
rain
You
claim
fame,
while
modest
niggas
remain
I
can
judge
a
character
like
Ito
judge
a
verdict
And
if
you
bringin'
threats
I
give
you
sex
if
I
ain't
heard
it
See
poppin'
shit's
about
your
attitude
and
how
you
word
it
I've
seen
the
biggest
niggas
on
the
block
get
murdered
and
they
deserverd
it
Or
so
the
beast
said
when
they
served
it
That
shit
is
nervous
So
what's
my
purpose?
Family,
we
must
preserve
it
Your
number's
retired
I
hope
you
like
the
hell
fires
You'll
be
screamin'
Murder
she
Wrote
like
Chaka
Demus
and
Pliars
Just
walkin'
the
streets
death
can
take
you
away
It's
never
guaranteed
that
you'll
see
the
next
day
At
night
the
evil
armies
of
Shaton
don't
play
So
defend
the
family
that's
the
code
to
obey
If
I
should
fall
asleep
and
death
takes
me
away
Don't
be
surprised
son,
I
wasn't
put
here
to
stay
At
night
the
evil
armies
of
Shaton
don't
play
So
the
family
stick
together
and
we
never
betray
We
used
to
jump
rope,
but
now
we
gun
hope
Bustin'
shots
off
of
project
roof
tops
sending
signals
with
the
blunt
smoke
Ock,
don't
talk
a
lot
if
you
can't
hold
it
in
lock
If
you
think
lips
sink
ships,
imagine
full
glock
clips.
I
hold
a
glass
of
Remy
Martin
gettin'
milks
by
the
carton
Extortin'
the
light
weights
for
thinkin'
they
important
The
night
pays
and
heavenly
ways
ain't
nothin'
free
aye
Knowledge
of
your
family
and
steppin'
to
your
B.I.
You
see
I,
stay
on
top
of
shit
like
a
fly
My
niggas
reach
when
they
got
beef
then
jet
down
to
South
Beach
Yo
mouthpiece
is
yappin'
I
hear
it
in
your
rap
and
My
family
is
thick
so
that
bullshit
could
never
happen.
Just
walkin'
the
streets
death
can
take
you
away
It's
never
guaranteed
that
you'll
see
the
next
day
At
night
the
evil
armies
of
Shaton
don't
play
So
defend
the
family
that's
the
code
to
obey
If
I
should
fall
asleep
and
death
takes
me
away
Don't
be
surprised
son,
I
wasn't
put
here
to
stay
At
night
the
evil
armies
of
Shaton
don't
play
So
the
family
stick
together
and
we
never
betray.
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