Ready or Not
Fugees / The Score Lyrics


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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 niggas 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 Cassius Clay

Overall Meaning

The Fugees' "Ready Or Not" is a song that combines elements of hip hop, reggae, and R&B, with lyrics that touch on subjects like poverty, power, and self-empowerment. The song starts with the chorus, which repeats the line "Ready or not, here I come, you can't hide," acting as a warning to those who might try to avoid their fate. The song then goes on to describe the struggles of life in the ghetto, and how the Fugees deal with them.


The lyrics of the first verse touch on the harsh realities of life in dangerous neighborhoods, as well as the violent ramifications that can come from living in a high crime area. The second verse deals with the power dynamics of life in the ghetto, and how the Fugees have learned to manipulate those around them in order to gain respect and survive. The chorus is then repeated, reminding those who might try to avoid their fate that the Fugees are always one step ahead.


The song's third verse shows the Fugees attacking their enemies with words, comparing themselves to chess players and calling out other rappers for trying to emulate the styles of Al Capone or Nina Simone. This final verse lets the listener know that the Fugees are not to be messed with, and are willing to use their platform to speak out against those who would try to hold them down.


Line by Line Meaning

Ready or not, here I come, you can't hide
I am coming for you, and there is no way to avoid me


Gonna find you and take it slowly
When I catch you, I will take my time with you


Gonna find you and make you want me
Once I have caught you, you will desire me


Now that I escape, sleepwalker awake
I have escaped a difficult situation and am now alert and awake


Those who could relate know the world ain't cake
Anyone who understands knows that the world is a tough place


Jail bars ain't golden gates
Being in prison is not a luxury


Those who fake, they break
People who pretend to be something they are not will eventually fail


When they meet their 400-pound mate
Their true self will be revealed when they are faced with a difficult situation


If I could rule the world
In an ideal world as I see it


Everyone would have a gun in the ghetto of course
People in poor neighborhoods should be able to protect themselves


When giddyuping on their horse
In an old-fashioned way of riding a horse


I kick a rhyme drinking moonshine
I am having fun, rapping and drinking illegally made alcohol


I pour a sip on the concrete, for the deceased
I am pouring some moonshine on the ground to honor the dead


But no don't weep, Wyclef's in a state of sleep
I am not feeling sad, I am just tired


Thinking bout the robbery that I did last week
I am reminiscing about my past actions


Money in the bag, banker looked like a drag
I successfully robbed a bank, but the process was boring and uninteresting


I want to play with pelicans from here to Baghdad
I want to do something fun and adventurous


Gun blast, think fast, I think I'm hit
I am involved in a gunfight and have been hit


My girl pinched my hips to see if I still exist
My girlfriend is checking to see if I am still alive


I think not, I'll send a letter to my friends
I do not think I will survive, so I am saying goodbye to my friends


A Born Again hooligan only to be king again
If I do survive, I will continue to be a troublemaker but will rise to power again


I play my enemies like a game of chess, where I rest
I am very strategic in dealing with my enemies


No stress, if you don't smoke sess, lest
I am not worried, unless you do not smoke marijuana


I must confess, my destiny's manifest
I have a clear understanding of my future


In some Goretex and sweats I make treks like I'm homeless
I dress comfortably to walk around as though I don't have a home


Rap orgies with Porgy and Bess
I enjoy rapping and partying with others


Capture your bounty like Elliot Ness, yes
I will capture you like a famous law enforcement officer Elliot Ness


Bless you if you represent the Fu
I will respect you if you represent my group Fugees / The Score


But I'll hex you with some witch's brew
I will curse you if you oppose me


If you're doo-doo, voodoo
If you are useless, I have no use for you


I can do what you do, easy, believe me
I can do what you do easily


Fronting niggas give me hee-bee-gee-bees
People who pretend to be something they are not bother me


So while you're imitating Al Capone, I'll be Nina Simone
While you are emulating a gangster, I am listening to a talented singer Nina Simone


And defecating on your microphone
I am dominating and embarrassing you in a rap battle


You can't run away
You cannot escape me


From these styles I got, oh baby, hey baby
You cannot avoid being influenced by my style


Cause I got a lot, oh yeah
I have a lot of talent


And anywhere you go
No matter where you are


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


You can't hide from the block, oh no
Even if you try to hide, you cannot escape our influence


Refugees taking over
We are taking control of things


The Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock Rasta
My appearance has similarities to those of a soldier or Rastafarian


On the twelfth hour, fly by in my bomber
I will arrive at exactly the right time in my aircraft


Crews run for cover, now they're under pushing up flowers
People who oppose us are now dead


Superfly true lies, do or die
We are living in a world of contradictions and must take any necessary action to survive


Toss me high ? only puff la
I am partying and smoking marijuana with my friends


With my crew from lock high
I am partying with my friends from my old school Lock High


I refugee from Guantanamo Bay
I fled from the detention center Guantanamo Bay


Dance around the border like I'm Cassius Clay
I am evading law enforcement like Muhammad Ali once did




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Roba Music, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Walt Disney Music Company, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: THOM BELL, WILLIAM HART, ANDREW GOLDSTEIN, BRIDGIT CLAIRE MENDLER, EVAN BOGART, EMANUEL KIRIAKOU

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