Fugees, Ms. Lauryn Hill, Wyclef Jean, Pras - Ready Or Not (1996) (Lyric Video)

LYRICS: Ready or not, here I come, you can't hide Gonna find you and take it slowly Ready or not (Uh-huh), here I come, you can't hide Gonna find you and make you want me (Yo) Now that I escape, sleepwalk awake (Yeah) Those who could relate know the world ain't cake Jail bars ain't golden gates, those who fake, they break When they meet their four hundred-pound mate If I could rule the world (If I ruled the world), everyone would have a gun In the ghetto. of course, when giddy-upping on their horse I kick a rhyme drinking moonshine I pour a sip on the concrete for the deceased But, no, don't weep, Wyclef's in a state of sleep Thinking 'bout the robbery that I did last week Money in the bag, banker looked like a drag I want to play with pelicans from here to Baghdad Gun blast, think fast, I think I'm hit My girl pinched my hips to see if I still exist I think not, I'll send a letter to my friends A born again hooligan only to be king again Ready or not, here I come, you can't hide Gonna find you and take it slowly Ready or not (Uh-huh), here I come, you can't hide Gonna find you and make you want me (Yo, yo, yo, yo) I play my enemies like a game of chess Where I rest, no stress if you don't smoke sess Lest I must confess, my destiny's manifest In some Gore-Tex and sweats, I make treks like I'm homeless Rap orgies with Porgy and Bess Capture your bounty like Eliot Ness, yes Bless you if you represent the Fu But I'll hex you with some witch's brew if you're doo-doo Voodoo, I can do what you do, easy Believe me, fronting niggas give me heebie-jeebies (Ha) So while you imitating Al Capone I'll be Nina Simone and defecating on your microphone Ready or not, here I come, you can't hide Gonna find you and take it slowly You can't run away from these styles I got, oh, baby Hey, baby, 'cause I got a lot, oh, yeah And anywhere you go, my whole crew gonna know, oh, baby Hey, baby, you can't hide from the block, oh, no Ready or not, refugees taking over The Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock Rasta On the twelfth hour, fly by in my bomber (Drop bombs) Crews run for cover, now they're under, pushing up flowers Superfly, true lies, do or die (He's super fly) Toss me high, only puff lye with my crew from Lakay I refugee from Guantanamo Bay Dance around the border like I'm Cassius Clay (Yes, sir) Ready or not, here I come, you can't hide (Ayo, nobody move) Gonna find you and take it slowly Ready or not (Uh-huh), here I come, you can't hide (Ayo, nobody move) Gonna find you and make you want me (Come on) Ready or not, here I come, you can't hide (You know the—) Gonna find you and take it slowly (You know) Ready or not (Uh-huh), here I come, you can't hide Gonna find you and make you want me Follow Fugees:   / fugeesworldwide      / @fugees   Follow Ms. Lauryn Hill:   / mslaurynhill      / mslaurynhill   Follow Wyclef Jean:    / @wyclef     / wyclefjean   Follow Pras:   / prasmichel      / pras michel - topic   #music #rap #hiphop #90srap #rapforward