Ready Or Not
2pac ft Fugees Lyrics

Ready or not, here I come, you can't hide
I'm coming for you, and there's nowhere to hide

Gonna find you and take it slowly
I'll catch you and take my time with you

Now that I escape, sleepwalker awake (yeah)
Now that I'm free, I'm fully aware of the reality that surrounds me

Those who could relate know the world ain't cake
Those who understand know that the world is not an easy place to live in

Jail bars ain't golden gates
Being imprisoned is not glamorous

Those who fake, they break
Those who pretend or lie eventually get exposed or caught

When they meet their four-hundred pound mate
When they encounter their true match or fate

If I could rule the world (if I ruled the world)
If I had power, this is what I would do

Everyone would have a gun in the ghetto of course
People in the poor areas would have the means to defend themselves

When giddyuping on their horse (giddyup)
When they ride their horses

I kick a rhyme drinking moonshine
I rap while drinking homemade alcohol

I pour a sip on the concrete, for the deceased
I pour a drink for the people who have passed away

But no don't weep, Wyclef's in a state of sleep
But don't worry, Wyclef is sleeping

Thinking 'bout the robbery that I did last week
Reflecting on the crime I committed recently

Money in the bag, banker looked like a drag
I got the money, and the banker looked unhappy

I wanna play with pelicans from here to Baghdad
I want to have fun and enjoy life, even in dangerous places

Gun blast, think fast, I think I'm hit
Gunshots sounded, and I realized I got shot

My girl pinched my hips to see if I still exist
My girlfriend checked to see if I was okay after the gunshots

I think not, I'll send a letter to my friends
I'm not dead, I'll let my friends know

A Born Again hooligan only to be king again
I've changed my ways but still want to be powerful again

Yo, I play my enemies like a game of chess, where I rest
I handle my enemies strategically, especially when I'm relaxed

No stress, if you don't smoke sess, lest
I'm not worried, except if you don't smoke weed

I must confess, my destiny's manifest
I admit that my future is predetermined

In some Goretex and sweats I make treks like I'm homeless
I wear outdoor clothing and walk like a homeless person

Rap orgies with Porgy and Bess
I make music with different people

Capture your bounty like Elliot Ness, yes
I'll catch you and take what you have, just like Elliot Ness did

Bless you if you represent the Fu
You're great if you're a member of the group

But I'll hex you with some witch's brew
But I'll curse you with a potion

If you're doo-doo, voodoo
If you're not good enough, I'll make some magic happen

I can do what you do, easy, believe me
I can do what you can do, no problem

Fronting niggas give me hee-bee-gee-bees
People who pretend to be something they're not make me uncomfortable

So while you're imitating Al Capone, I'll be Nina Simone
While you're trying to be a gangster, I'll focus on my music like Nina Simone did

And defecating on your microphone
And I'll ruin your attempt to make music

You can't run away
You can't escape me

From these styles I got, oh baby, hey baby
From my skills, abilities, and tactics

Cause I got a lot, oh yeah
Because I have many

And anywhere you go (ooh)
No matter where you go

My whole crew's gonna know baby, hey baby
My whole group will be aware of your presence

You can't hide from the block, oh no
You can't escape the neighborhood where I'm from

Ready or not, refugees taking over (ready or not)
The refugees are gaining power and control

The Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock Rasta
I'm a strong fighter and a Jamaican with dreadlocks

On the twelfth hour, fly by in my bomber
At midnight, I'll fly in my airplane

Crews run for cover, now they're under pushing up flowers
People scatter in fear, and some even end up dead

Superfly true lies, do or die (he's super fly)
This is serious business, and failure is not an option

Toss me high, only puff lye
Pass me some of the good stuff

With my crew from lakay
With my group from home

I refugee from Guantanamo Bay
I'm a refugee from a detention center for terrorists

Dance around the border like I'm Cassius Clay (yessir, yo)
I move around the border like a boxer

Whoa, yeah, c'mon
An expression of excitement or encouragement

You know the, you know the
You know what to expect