The Fugees - Ready Or Not (clark Kent / Django Remix) lyrics

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 Now that I escape, sleepwalker awake 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 400-pound mate If I could rule the world Everyone would have a gun in the ghetto of course When giddyuping 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, here I come, you can't hide Gonna find you and make you want me 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 Goretex and sweats I make treks like I'm homeless Rap orgies with Porgy and Bess Capture your bounty like Elliot 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 n***as give me hee-bee-gee-bees So while you're 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's gonna know 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 Crews run for cover, now they're under pushing up flowers Superfly true lies, do or die Toss me high ? only puff la With my crew from lock high I refugee from Guantanamo Bay Dance around the border like I'm Ca**ius Clay