Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: FugeesНазвание : Ready or NotДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop rap soul hip hop rnb Видео:
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Chorus: Lauryn Hill 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 | Похожие исполнители:
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