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| [00:09.84] | Ready Or Not |
| [00:10.68] | Lauryn Hill: |
| [00:11.29] | Ready or not, Here I come, You can't hide |
| [00:15.99] | Gonna find you, and take it slowly |
| [00:21.78] | Ready or not, Here I come, You can't hide |
| [00:27.09] | Gonna find you, and make you want me |
| [00:31.17] | Wyclef: |
| [00:32.42] | Now that I escape sleep walk awake |
| [00:35.22] | those who correlate know the world they take |
| [00:37.76] | Jails bars and golden gates |
| [00:39.49] | those who fake they brake when they meet they four hundred pound mate |
| [00:43.48] | if i could rule the world, everyone would have a gun |
| [00:46.05] | and together of course we'd giddyup out on their horse |
| [00:48.73] | I kick a rhyme drinking moon shine |
| [00:51.23] | I poor sip in a concrete, but then deceased |
| [00:54.02] | but no don't weep, Wyclef's in a state of sleep |
| [00:56.79] | thinking about the ROBBERY that I did last WEEK |
| [00:59.12] | Money in the bag, bank a look like a drag |
| [01:02.00] | I wanna play like Pella cause from here to Bagdad |
| [01:04.82] | gun blast, think fast I think I'm hit |
| [01:07.09] | My girl pinched my hips to see if I still exist |
| [01:10.11] | I think not, I send a letter to my friends |
| [01:12.94] | A born-again hooligan, only to be king again |
| [01:15.89] | Chorus |
| [01:35.56] | Lauryn Hill: |
| [01:35.96] | yo, I play my enemies like a game of chess |
| [01:40.03] | without rest no stress if you don't smoke cess, less |
| [01:42.53] | i must confess my destiny's manifest |
| [01:45.26] | to some core text and sweats I make tracks like i'm homeless |
| [01:48.75] | Rap orgies with Porgy and Bess, |
| [01:50.75] | capture your bounty like Elliot Ness--YES! |
| [01:53.53] | Bless you if you represent the FU |
| [01:56.42] | but I hex you, with some witches' brew if you doo-doo |
| [01:58.71] | Voodo, I could do what you do, EASY! |
| [02:01.87] | Believe me, frontin' niggaz |
| [02:03.40] | gives me heebie-jeebies |
| [02:04.57] | so while you imitatin' Al Capone |
| [02:06.12] | I be Nina Simone and defacatin'g on your microphone |
| [02:09.48] | chorus |
| [02:21.56] | Lauryn Hill: |
| [02:21.73] | You can't run away from these styles I got |
| [02:25.84] | Oh baby, hey baby cause I got a lot oh yeah... |
| [02:31.77] | Anyway you go, my whole crew gonna know |
| [02:36.50] | Oh baby, hey baby you can't hide from the black gold now... |
| [02:42.40] | Pras: |
| [02:42.77] | Ready or not, refugees taking over |
| [02:44.67] | The buffalo soldier , dread like rasta |
| [02:47.23] | On the twelve hour flyby in my bomber |
| [02:50.04] | crews run for cover now they under pushin' up flowers |
| [02:52.64] | Superfly, true lies do or dies |
| [02:55.20] | toss me high only profile with my crew from Lacaille |
| [02:57.95] | I refugee from Guatanamo Bay, |
| [03:00.68] | dance around the border like i'm Cassius clay |
| [03:03.30] | Chorus |
| [03:19.13] | And yo nobody move.... |