The Fugees

The Fugees - Ready Or Not lyrics

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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 One: Wyclef

 Now that I escape sleep walk away
 those who convolate knows the world they hate
 Jails bars ain't golden gates
 those who fake they brake when they meet they four hundred pound mate
 if i could rule the world, everyone who have a gun
 and together of course we'd get the up in our their horse
 I kick a rhyme drinking moon shine
 I poor sip on the concrete, for the deceased
 but no don't weep, Wyclef in a state of sleep
 thinking about the robbe-RY that I did last WEEK
 Money in the bag, bank a look like a drag
 I wanna play with pelicans from here to Bagdad
 Gun blast, think fast I think I'm hit
 My girl pinch's my hips to see if I still exist
 I think not, I send a letter to my friends
 A born again, hooligan only to be king again

 Chorus

 Verse Two: Lauryn Hill

 yo, I play my enemies like a game of chess
 where I rest no stress if you don't smoke cess, less
 i must confess my destany's manifest
 to some gortex and sweats I make tracks like i'm homeless
 Rap orgies with Porgie and Bess
 capture your bounty like Eliot Ness YES!
 Bless you if you represent the FU
 but I hex you, with some witches vu if you do-do
 Voodo, I could what you do, EASY!
 Believe me, frontin' niggaz
 gives me heebe-geebes
 so why you imitatin' Al Capone
 I be Nina Symone and defacating on your microphone

 chorus

 Interlude: Lauryn Hill

 You can't run away from these styles I got
 Oh baby, hey baby cause I got a lot oh yeah...

 Anywhere you go, my whole crew gonna know
 Oh baby, hey baby you can't hide from the black gold no...

 Verse Three: Pras

 Ready or not, refugees taking over
 The buffalo soldier, dread like rasta
 On the twelve hour flyby in my bomber
 crews went for cover now they under pushin' up flowers
 Superfly, true lies do or dies
 toss me high only profile with my crew from Lacaille
 I refugee from Guatanamo Bay,
 dance around the border like I'm Cassius Clay

 Chorus
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Language: English

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