Luck of Lucien

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[Verse 1: Q-Tip, Lucien] Brother, brother, brother, Lucien, you're like no other Listen very close, 'cause I don't like to boast Instead, I'll tell the tale of a French who prevailed Through the Mr. Crazy Rabbits who were always on his tail Rent ain't on sale, your roomie starts to wail Get caught with stolen goods and you will go to jail If you go to jail, then who will pay the bail? (Yea!) Deport you back to France on a ship with a sail (Aw) Escargot... Lucien, you eat snails? Aiyyo, Tip, what's wrong with snails? From the Zulu Nation, from a town called París (Yeah...) Came to America to find liberty (Uh-huh) Instead of finding pleasure, all you found was misery (Mmm) But listen, Lucien, you have a friend in me (Word?) Oh, luck-luck will drive your butt batty (Yeah) Next time you get some wheels, make it a Caddy In terms of doing good, I know you wish you really could But listen, brother man, I really think you can (Mm-hmm) Succeed with the breed of the brothers who you back (Yeah) It's the creme de la creme, and you could vouch for that It'll take a Minute Rice, so take my advice Trust in us, thus you trust in your life (Ah) Lucien, Lucien, Lucien, Lucien – you should know (Word?) [Break: Lucien] Aw, Tip, man, why'd you do that to me, man? I though you was a friend... word Oh, man... can't believe that! Ohh, why'd you do that to me? I wouldn't do you like this I can do it by myself Yea... see, you know nothin'! [Verse 2: Q-Tip, Lucien] Are you ready, Lu? This one is for you Comin' from a true-blue, fits like a shoe "¿Cómo está usted?" or "Comment allez-vous?"? Lucien – I'll leave it up to you Voulez-vous? (Vous...) Rendez-vous (Vous...) Coucou (Cou...) Les poupous (Pou...) Watch that lass, gonna backlash fast Can ya get a grip on the crackhead dip? Sold you a paper bag, guess he saw you comin' VCR from a neck-bone bummin' $10, brother, he was hummin' and strummin' Only had 20, you was livin' like ya slummin' Gave him the money, well, I thought that was somethin' (Aha) Lookin' like a kid who was lost and crumbin' (Aww...) Don't worry about a thing, I won't get specific (Mmm) This is a song that is long and prolific (Mhmm) Think of the stuff that I said if you can Figure it out, compute, understand? (Mm) No problemo, I'll help you with your demo If you go to the store for me... (Aw...) Lucien, I'm just kiddin' – you should know [Break: Lucien, American woman] Hey, yo, wassup, baby? What's your name? - What kind of accent is that?? It's a French accent, you know, I'm French I'm from France, don't you think it's sexy? - No, it's not a sexy accent Aw, don't you like it? Why? You tryin' to diss me now? HuH? Oh, please... what! Love means French, French means love Everybody love my accent! Ain't nobody like it! Q-Tip write a story about me – why is that? "Ohhh, I'm sexy, and I'm French, everybody love my accent I'm the best! Yes! Yeah! Je t'aime! I love you! I love you! Oui, je t'aime!" I'll teach you French, I'll make you French good! [Verse 3: Q-Tip] You gotta get a grip on the missions you be takin' Not so much the mission, but you got crazy ignition Sure, the sugar-babies wanna give you a chance With the French "savoir faire" and the sexy glance But is she really fly? Or is she a guy? I won't ask why, 'cause I know that you try You try too hard, is that the answer to the riddle? Instead of doing so much, why don't you do just a little? Boy, what a cat, I guess we shouldn't treat him bad In fact, it would be nice if we understood him, right? A case of positioning the feet in the shoes Sympathetic reasoning the case of the blues Lucien is blue, even though he's really brown I had to make this sound, his life is too profound On the up-and-up, he's somethin' like a little pup Young and naive, it's hard to believe As long as you're strong, you can quest with the Questers Jolly like a jumping bean, or a jester Lucien, Lucien, Lucien, Lucien – you should know [Outro: Lucien] Ah, Tip, everything gonna be alright, man Thank you, I should listen to you, man I think I'm going home, man Alright, I think I'm outta here now Ah, peace, let's speak, I'm outta here...
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Credits
- Writers
- Q-Tip
- Ali Shaheed Muhammad
- Raymond Jackson