Fugees - Ready Or Not Lyrics
[lauryn "l-boogie" hill]Ready or not (9x)...[lauryn singing]You can't run awayFrom these styles i got oh baby,Hey baby, 'cause i got alot, oh yeahAnywhere you go, my whole crew gonna know, oh babyHey baby, you can't hide from the block oh yeah![wyclef - verse one]Yo! now that i escape, selling five million platesMy beeper vibrates, like california earthquakesBut i keep a balanced head, 'cause you're hot, they're notM.c.'s go hollywood, then lose their spot on the jukeboxStill ichi bang, wack m.c.'s get the gong!Lyrical tongueWireless mics from samsungWyclef, seduced once by an actressAngela basset wanted the head of jean baptisteMeanwhile across town, i steal no money to carlitoMama always said don't gambleI'm trapped in casinoNo more money in my bagsNightmares, getting closerI slept on elm street, freddy krugerWoke up with a german lugerBlack serial killer, man turns to gorillaProvoked i change faces like michael jackson's thrillerB-b-b-b-b-boo! (imitating young michael jackson)And you don't stop!!![lauryn - chorus]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 (?)! ( 2x )[lauryn - verse two]If i could change the times, and make rhymes, raise the babiesGive all the pigs rabiesSend biting niggas to haiti'sClothe young ladiesChase the rainbow, find the potFree the third time offender once he learns to makes-a-lotLose the fameTake the moneyPlay boys, just like the bunnyFind a man with a planSlap a chicken, if she acts funnyBreak the bank, on tankStop niggas from acting stankTake over your bounty roversTeach a man to find jehovahOwn the stores, own the toursWatch the record, pimps and whoresMake love, stop the warsCop the land, like the moorsMake the last be the firstMake the god respect the earthChange the murder rate to the birth! bust it![lauryn singing]Ready or notHere i comeYou can't hide!Gonna find you! and take it slowly!Ready or notHere i comeYou can't hide!Gonna find you! and make you want me![pras - verse three]No more tours, no more scoresPor favor senor, i tempt crews, like a bull to a matadorRun 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 suspectA snitch at the table, how far will your trust get?Lust got you busted, unlocking my vaultBody as a q-tip, right on the asphaltTell the youth that you shouldn't skylarkOr get marked, like a narc, as the beast in nu yok (new york)[lauryn - singing]You can't run awayFrom these styles i got oh baby,Hey baby, 'cause i got alot, oh yeahAnywhere you go, my whole crew gonna know, oh babyHey baby, you can't hide from the block oh no![chorus - 3x]
