The Fugees
"Ready Or Not"


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 
Gonna find you, and make you want me 

Verse One: Wyclef 

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 

Chorus 

Verse Two: Lauryn Hill 

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 

chorus 

Interlude: Lauryn Hill 

You can't run away from these styles I got 
Oh baby, hey baby cause I got a lot oh yeah... 
Anywhere you go, my whole crew gonna know 
Oh baby, hey baby you can't hide from the black gold no... 

Verse Three: Pras 

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 
Chorus