Ready Or Not salaams Ready For The Show Remix Lyrics by Fugees

Ready Or Not salaams Ready For The Show Remix Lyrics

    [wyclef]
    I'm just about done...
    Yo, let me finish tuning this guitar...
    Yo, y'all ready for the show?

    [lauryn "l-boogie" hill (chorus)] (wyclef in parentheses)
    Ready or not! (yo!) - wyclef
    Here we come! (uh huh)
    All the biting m.c.'s and the pirates, i go run! (come on, come on)
    (why?)'cause they are old!
    (and...) and we are young!
    (uh huh...and) and while we're young, yes we're gonna have some fun! (yo!)
    (here it comes) here we go!
    Skippity bop bop bop, skippity whoa!! swing! (yo, yo, yo, yo!)
    Skippity bop bop bop, skippity whoa!!! swing!! (yo! yo! yo! yo! yo!)

    [wyclef]
    You should've have died before you reach this station, refugees we run the
    Border!
    Ay! ay!...ay! ay!
    You should've have died before you reach this station, refugees we all go
    Murder!
    Now!!!

    [wyclef]

    Yo! now that i escape, selling four million plates
    My beeper vibrates, like california earthquakes
    But i keep a balanced head, 'cause you're hot, they're not
    M.c.'s go hollywood, then lose their spot on the jukebox
    Still ichi bang, wack m.c.'s get the gong!
    Lyrical tongue
    Wireless mics from samsung
    Wyclef, seduced once by an actress
    Angela basset wanted the head of jean baptiste
    Meanwhile across town, i steal no money to carlito
    Mama always say don't gamble
    I'm trapped in casino
    No more money in my bags
    Nightmares, getting closer
    I slept on elm street, freddy kruger
    Woke up with a german luger
    Black serial killer, man turns to gorilla
    Provoked i change faces like michael jackson's thriller
    B-b-b-b-b-boo! (imitating young michael jackson)
    And you don't stop!!!

    [chorus 1x]

    [wyclef]
    Yo, l-boogie where you at?

    [lauryn]
    I'm just adjusting my mic

    [wyclef]
    Come on, yo l-boogie where you at?!

    [lauryn]
    I'm just adjusting my mic!

    [wyclef]
    Yo, l-boogie where you at? come on!

    [lauryn]
    I'm just adjusting my mic!

    [wyclef]
    Well won't ya, grab the mic and lead the blind to the light?!

    [lauryn]
    If i could change the times, make rhymes, raise the babies
    Give all the pigs rabies
    Send biting niggas to haiti's
    Clothe young ladies
    Chase the rainbow, find the pot
    Free the third time offender once he learns to makes-a-lot
    Lose the fame
    Take the money
    Play boys, just like the bunny
    Find a man with a plan
    Slap a chicken, if she acts funny
    Break the bank, on tank
    Stop niggas from acting stank
    Take over your vouch free rovers
    Teach a man to find jehovah
    Own the stores, own the tours
    Watch the record, pimps and whores
    Make love, stop the wars
    Cop the land, like the laws
    Make the last be the first
    Make the god respect the earth
    Change the murder rate to the birth! (swing!)

    [chorus 1x]

    [wyclef]
    Hey yo, pras where you at?

    [prakazrel "pras"]
    I'm just adjusting my mic

    [wyclef]
    Yo! hey yo, pras where you at?!

    [pras]
    I'm just adjusting my mic!

    [wyclef]
    C-c-come on, yo pras where you at?!!

    [pras]
    I'm just adjusting my mic!

    [wyclef]
    Well won't ya, grab the mic and make the crowd react!

    [prakazrel "pras"]
    No more tours, no more scores
    Por favor senor, i do the soundbite from here to el salvador
    Ready to take over, like that! (gun cocks)
    Run your whole crew over, like that!! (gunshot)
    Buffalo soldier! dreadlock rasta! (lauryn in background)
    Rather be slaughtered, than be captured!
    Three refugees, one usual suspect
    Trapped in the firm, 'cause he fell to two techs
    Prospects have thoughts, blood in like outlets
    I can read your whole flow, just like a pamphlet
    Thousands and thousands of watts
    High volt!
    Body as a q-tip, right on the asphalt
    Tell the truth that you shouldn't sky off
    This is mr. prakazrel, i don't take it as an insult
    I grab the money, money!
    Stash the cash-n-dash, peddle on the gas
    I'm clear like everlast! (never seen a refugee movin' so fast!) - salaam
    Now catch me in jamaica
    Chillin' at the break of sunsplash!

    [chorus 1x]

    [lauryn]
    (ooo-wee!) to queens
    (ooo-wee!) to new jersey
    (ooo-wee!) to brooklyn
    (ooo-wee!) ...and uptown
    (ooo-wee!) ...and long island
    (ooo-wee!) ...staten island
    (ooo-wee!) ...u.c. (university of columbia)
    (ooo-wee!) ...miami!
    (ooo-wee!) ...to jamaica!

    [fades out]

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