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Ready Or Not |
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Lauryn Hill: |
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Ready or not, Here I come, You can't hide |
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Gonna find you, and take it slowly |
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Ready or not, Here I come, You can't hide |
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Gonna find you, and make you want me |
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Wyclef: |
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Now that I escape sleep walk awake |
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those who correlate know the world they take |
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Jails bars and golden gates |
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those who fake they brake when they meet they four hundred pound mate |
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if i could rule the world, everyone would have a gun |
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and together of course we'd giddyup out on their horse |
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I kick a rhyme drinking moon shine |
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I poor sip in a concrete, but then deceased |
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but no don't weep, Wyclef's in a state of sleep |
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thinking about the ROBBERY that I did last WEEK |
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Money in the bag, bank a look like a drag |
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I wanna play like Pella cause from here to Bagdad |
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gun blast, think fast I think I'm hit |
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My girl pinched my hips to see if I still exist |
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I think not, I send a letter to my friends |
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A born-again hooligan, only to be king again |
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Chorus |
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Lauryn Hill: |
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yo, I play my enemies like a game of chess |
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without rest no stress if you don't smoke cess, less |
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i must confess my destiny's manifest |
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to some core text and sweats I make tracks like i'm homeless |
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Rap orgies with Porgy and Bess, |
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capture your bounty like Elliot Ness--YES! |
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Bless you if you represent the FU |
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but I hex you, with some witches' brew if you doo-doo |
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Voodo, I could do what you do, EASY! |
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Believe me, frontin' niggaz |
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gives me heebie-jeebies |
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so while you imitatin' Al Capone |
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I be Nina Simone and defacatin'g on your microphone |
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chorus |
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Lauryn Hill: |
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You can't run away from these styles I got |
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Oh baby, hey baby cause I got a lot oh yeah... |
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Anyway you go, my whole crew gonna know |
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Oh baby, hey baby you can't hide from the black gold now... |
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Pras: |
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Ready or not, refugees taking over |
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The buffalo soldier , dread like rasta |
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On the twelve hour flyby in my bomber |
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crews run for cover now they under pushin' up flowers |
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Superfly, true lies do or dies |
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toss me high only profile with my crew from Lacaille |
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I refugee from Guatanamo Bay, |
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dance around the border like i'm Cassius clay |
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Chorus |
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And yo nobody move.... |
