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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 |
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Verse One: Wyclef |
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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 |
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Verse Two: Lauryn Hill |
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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 |
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Interlude: Lauryn Hill |
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You can't run away from these styles I got Oh baby, hey baby cause I got a lot oh yeah... |
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Anywhere you go, my whole crew gonna know Oh baby, hey baby you can't hide from the black gold no... |
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Verse Three: Pras |
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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 |
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