| Song | Boom Biddy Bye Bye [Fugees Remix] |
| Artist | Cypress Hill |
| Album | Unreleased & Revamped |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [wyclef] refugee camp, with cypress hill | |
| [b-real] yo, bringin it on | |
| [wyclef] cubans meet the haitians | |
| Perfect combination, check it | |
| Verse one: wyclef, b-real | |
| [wyclef] you say guns | |
| [b-real] i say pistolas | |
| [wyclef] well if you got beef son | |
| [b-real] callate la boca | |
| [wyclef] go meet me on the island where the cubans meet the haitians | |
| [b-real] a bullet beats the verbal lyrical assassination | |
| [wyclef] from l.a. to brooklyn why you doin all that talkin | |
| [b-real] think you got a soul but you're a dead man walking | |
| [wyclef] yo toast the host from coasts' we boast | |
| When we meet again, i will be casper that friendly ghost | |
| [b-real] you'll hear shots, like the show cops | |
| Things are still the same, i'm still growin crops | |
| [wyclef] wyclef with b-real, let me build better yet | |
| [b-real] killa bee kill | |
| [wyclef] yo b-real watch your grip | |
| Chorus: b-real, wyclef, lauryn hill | |
| [b-real] hi, boom biddy bye bye | |
| [lauryn hill] ahhhahhh, ahhhahhh | |
| [wyclef] you open up your eyes you'll be the next one to die | |
| [lauryn hill] ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh | |
| [b-real] boom biddy bye bye | |
| [lauryn hill] ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh | |
| [wyclef] ohh as simple as they come as as simple as they die | |
| [lauryn hill] ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh | |
| [b-real] boom biddy bye bye | |
| [lauryn hill] ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh | |
| [wyclef] yo who told the boyy, to pack a forty-five | |
| [lauryn hill] ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh | |
| [b-real] boom biddy bye bye | |
| [lauryn hill] ahhahhhh, ahhahhhh | |
| [wyclef] now he rest in the place that they call paradise | |
| Verse two: b-real, wyclef | |
| Fools run up, but they've never seen the last | |
| Spread your last lyrics get broken like glass | |
| Can he pass or does he posess the will | |
| Or does he need to create to keep him straight on the real | |
| Punks are broken some dey fall off the ledge | |
| Refugee camp bringin it straight over the edge | |
| You duck as i fluff the feathers from ya skin | |
| How ya gonna win that's like satan without no sin (without no sin) | |
| They'll never happen while i'm rappin i be watchin | |
| The philistines, creepin up in manhattan | |
| The sun turn up though wyclef produce a track with muggs | |
| But there's no survivors, they all died in the flood | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse three: wyclef, b-real | |
| Yo, once a child, twice a villain | |
| If this was drugs i'd make a million off this combination | |
| They say you'redope clef you're dope so they offer me sess and beer | |
| Beware, you pull your wallet mr. thief stares | |
| The opposite direction of the room, he pulled his gun and said | |
| I'm doomed join the son of man in the tomb | |
| I see the soldiers, comin from out the shadows | |
| Ready for battle, ain't trying to hear the baffled | |
| Warriors lined up in full war gear | |
| In it to win it if it goes on for years | |
| Dedicated to the stable of the assassins | |
| Revolutionaries, just bring on the action | |
| Chorus | |
| [wyclef] | |
| Soldier man | |
| Rewind selector soldier man | |
| Refugee soldier man | |
| Brooklyn soldier man | |
| L.a massive soldier man | |
| New jersey massive soldier man | |
| Uptown massive soldier man | |
| Long beach massive soldier man | |
| You know the whole world watches soldier man | |
| Boom biddy bye bye open up ya eyes you'll be the next one to die....... |
| wyclef refugee camp, with cypress hill | |
| breal yo, bringin it on | |
| wyclef cubans meet the haitians | |
| Perfect combination, check it | |
| Verse one: wyclef, breal | |
| wyclef you say guns | |
| breal i say pistolas | |
| wyclef well if you got beef son | |
| breal callate la boca | |
| wyclef go meet me on the island where the cubans meet the haitians | |
| breal a bullet beats the verbal lyrical assassination | |
| wyclef from l. a. to brooklyn why you doin all that talkin | |
| breal think you got a soul but you' re a dead man walking | |
| wyclef yo toast the host from coasts' we boast | |
| When we meet again, i will be casper that friendly ghost | |
| breal you' ll hear shots, like the show cops | |
| Things are still the same, i' m still growin crops | |
| wyclef wyclef with breal, let me build better yet | |
| breal killa bee kill | |
| wyclef yo breal watch your grip | |
| Chorus: breal, wyclef, lauryn hill | |
| breal hi, boom biddy bye bye | |
| lauryn hill ahhhahhh, ahhhahhh | |
| wyclef you open up your eyes you' ll be the next one to die | |
| lauryn hill ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh | |
| breal boom biddy bye bye | |
| lauryn hill ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh | |
| wyclef ohh as simple as they come as as simple as they die | |
| lauryn hill ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh | |
| breal boom biddy bye bye | |
| lauryn hill ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh | |
| wyclef yo who told the boyy, to pack a fortyfive | |
| lauryn hill ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh | |
| breal boom biddy bye bye | |
| lauryn hill ahhahhhh, ahhahhhh | |
| wyclef now he rest in the place that they call paradise | |
| Verse two: breal, wyclef | |
| Fools run up, but they' ve never seen the last | |
| Spread your last lyrics get broken like glass | |
| Can he pass or does he posess the will | |
| Or does he need to create to keep him straight on the real | |
| Punks are broken some dey fall off the ledge | |
| Refugee camp bringin it straight over the edge | |
| You duck as i fluff the feathers from ya skin | |
| How ya gonna win that' s like satan without no sin without no sin | |
| They' ll never happen while i' m rappin i be watchin | |
| The philistines, creepin up in manhattan | |
| The sun turn up though wyclef produce a track with muggs | |
| But there' s no survivors, they all died in the flood | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse three: wyclef, breal | |
| Yo, once a child, twice a villain | |
| If this was drugs i' d make a million off this combination | |
| They say you' redope clef you' re dope so they offer me sess and beer | |
| Beware, you pull your wallet mr. thief stares | |
| The opposite direction of the room, he pulled his gun and said | |
| I' m doomed join the son of man in the tomb | |
| I see the soldiers, comin from out the shadows | |
| Ready for battle, ain' t trying to hear the baffled | |
| Warriors lined up in full war gear | |
| In it to win it if it goes on for years | |
| Dedicated to the stable of the assassins | |
| Revolutionaries, just bring on the action | |
| Chorus | |
| wyclef | |
| Soldier man | |
| Rewind selector soldier man | |
| Refugee soldier man | |
| Brooklyn soldier man | |
| L. a massive soldier man | |
| New jersey massive soldier man | |
| Uptown massive soldier man | |
| Long beach massive soldier man | |
| You know the whole world watches soldier man | |
| Boom biddy bye bye open up ya eyes you' ll be the next one to die....... |
| wyclef refugee camp, with cypress hill | |
| breal yo, bringin it on | |
| wyclef cubans meet the haitians | |
| Perfect combination, check it | |
| Verse one: wyclef, breal | |
| wyclef you say guns | |
| breal i say pistolas | |
| wyclef well if you got beef son | |
| breal callate la boca | |
| wyclef go meet me on the island where the cubans meet the haitians | |
| breal a bullet beats the verbal lyrical assassination | |
| wyclef from l. a. to brooklyn why you doin all that talkin | |
| breal think you got a soul but you' re a dead man walking | |
| wyclef yo toast the host from coasts' we boast | |
| When we meet again, i will be casper that friendly ghost | |
| breal you' ll hear shots, like the show cops | |
| Things are still the same, i' m still growin crops | |
| wyclef wyclef with breal, let me build better yet | |
| breal killa bee kill | |
| wyclef yo breal watch your grip | |
| Chorus: breal, wyclef, lauryn hill | |
| breal hi, boom biddy bye bye | |
| lauryn hill ahhhahhh, ahhhahhh | |
| wyclef you open up your eyes you' ll be the next one to die | |
| lauryn hill ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh | |
| breal boom biddy bye bye | |
| lauryn hill ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh | |
| wyclef ohh as simple as they come as as simple as they die | |
| lauryn hill ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh | |
| breal boom biddy bye bye | |
| lauryn hill ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh | |
| wyclef yo who told the boyy, to pack a fortyfive | |
| lauryn hill ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh | |
| breal boom biddy bye bye | |
| lauryn hill ahhahhhh, ahhahhhh | |
| wyclef now he rest in the place that they call paradise | |
| Verse two: breal, wyclef | |
| Fools run up, but they' ve never seen the last | |
| Spread your last lyrics get broken like glass | |
| Can he pass or does he posess the will | |
| Or does he need to create to keep him straight on the real | |
| Punks are broken some dey fall off the ledge | |
| Refugee camp bringin it straight over the edge | |
| You duck as i fluff the feathers from ya skin | |
| How ya gonna win that' s like satan without no sin without no sin | |
| They' ll never happen while i' m rappin i be watchin | |
| The philistines, creepin up in manhattan | |
| The sun turn up though wyclef produce a track with muggs | |
| But there' s no survivors, they all died in the flood | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse three: wyclef, breal | |
| Yo, once a child, twice a villain | |
| If this was drugs i' d make a million off this combination | |
| They say you' redope clef you' re dope so they offer me sess and beer | |
| Beware, you pull your wallet mr. thief stares | |
| The opposite direction of the room, he pulled his gun and said | |
| I' m doomed join the son of man in the tomb | |
| I see the soldiers, comin from out the shadows | |
| Ready for battle, ain' t trying to hear the baffled | |
| Warriors lined up in full war gear | |
| In it to win it if it goes on for years | |
| Dedicated to the stable of the assassins | |
| Revolutionaries, just bring on the action | |
| Chorus | |
| wyclef | |
| Soldier man | |
| Rewind selector soldier man | |
| Refugee soldier man | |
| Brooklyn soldier man | |
| L. a massive soldier man | |
| New jersey massive soldier man | |
| Uptown massive soldier man | |
| Long beach massive soldier man | |
| You know the whole world watches soldier man | |
| Boom biddy bye bye open up ya eyes you' ll be the next one to die....... |