[Lauryn "L-Boogie" Hill]



Ready Or Not [x9]...



[Lauryn: Singing]

You can't run away

From these styles I got oh baby, 

hey baby, 'cause I got alot, oh yeah

Anywhere you go, my whole crew gonna know, oh baby

Hey baby, you can't hide from the block oh yeah!



[Verse One: Wyclef]

Yo!   Now that I escape, selling five million plates

My beeper vibrates, like California earthquakes

But I keep a balanced head, 'cause you're hot, they're not

M.C.'s go Hollywood, then lose their spot on the jukebox

Still ichi bang, wack M.C.'s get the gong!

Lyrical tongue

Wireless mics from Samsung

Wyclef, seduced once by an actress

Angela Basset wanted the head of Jean Baptiste

Meanwhile across town, I steal no money to Carlito

Mama always said don't gamble

I'm trapped in casino

No more money in my bags

Nightmares, getting closer

I slept on Elm Street, Freddy Kruger

Woke up with a German Luger

Black serial killer, man turns to gorilla

Provoked I change faces like Michael Jackson's Thriller

B-B-B-B-B-Boo! (Imitating young Michael Jackson)

And you don't stop!!!



[Chorus: Lauryn]



Sometimes the Refugees gotta take a stand and break!

If any joker come fe' test another life we take!

'Cause when we gunning all the dance, we are the specialist!

So scientist, lyricist, pop your pen intense (?)! [x2]



[Verse Two: Lauryn]



If I could change the times, and make rhymes, raise the babies

Give all the pigs rabies

Send biting niggas to Haiti's

Clothe young ladies

Chase the rainbow, find the pot

Free the third time offender once he learns to makes-a-lot

Lose the fame

Take the money

Play boys, just like the bunny

Find a man with a plan

Slap a chicken, If she acts funny

Break the bank, on tank

Stop niggas from acting stank

Take over your bounty rovers

Teach a man to find Jehovah

Own the stores, own the tours

Watch the record, pimps and whores

Make love, stop the wars

Cop the land, like the Moors

Make the last be the first

Make the God respect the Earth

Change the murder rate to the birth!  Bust it!



[Lauryn Singing]



Ready Or Not

Here I come

You can't hide!  



Gonna find you!  And take it slowly!



Ready Or Not

Here I come

You can't hide!



Gonna find you!  And make you want me!



[Verse Three: Pras]



No more tours, no more scores

Por favor senor, I tempt crews, like a bull to a matador

Run you for your Range Rover, Like that! 

Leave you in a broken Nova, Like that!! 

Buffalo soldier!  Dreadlock rasta! (Wyclef in background)

Rather be slaughtered, than be captured!

Three refugees, one unusual suspect

A snitch at the table, how far will your trust get?

Lust got you busted, unlocking my vault

Body as a Q-Tip, right on the asphalt

Tell the youth that you shouldn't skylark

Or get marked, like a narc, as The Beast in Nu Yok (New York)



[Lauryn: Singing]



You can't run away

From these styles I got oh baby, 

hey baby, 'cause I got alot, oh yeah

Anywhere you go, my whole crew gonna know, oh baby

Hey baby, you can't hide from the block oh no!



[Chorus x3]