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Ready or Not

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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

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