Song lyrics Introduction by Fugees

(Wyclef responding to an overlord voice)
THE YEAR
Two-thousand and seventeen master!
THE MAN
Every two-thousand years a prophecy is prophesized
THE MISSION
To carry out the word of the shephard into this cold world
that just keeps folding
THE GROUP
I donīt know...
WHO IS THE GROUP
Tran...Tranzlators!!
(Lauryn Hill)
What can make a mighty man run?
Make him drop his pride and hide?
Too black, too strong... WRONG
Spook Sambo Nigga Jane
You ainīt so bad, nor big
White sheets make you sad
Fraid youīre gonna hang, ahhh
Now THATīS a black thang
Boy, you scared of me
BOO! See
Hide nigga hide, flee nigga flee run nigga run
If I got my hood, my cross, my tree my gun
My rope
And itīs a long one