Ready or Not
Paula Vianna Lyrics

Ready or not, here I come, you can't hide
I'm prepared to face any challenge or obstacle, and you can't avoid or escape from me

Gonna find you and take it slowly
I will search for you patiently and gradually make my presence felt

Gonna find you and make you want me
I will locate you and create a desire within you to be with me

Now that I escape, sleepwalker awake
Having freed myself from a confined situation, I awaken to the reality of the world

Those who could relate know the world ain't cake
People who can understand can attest to the fact that the world is not easy or simple

Jail bars ain't golden gates
The confines of prison are far from being glamorous or desirable

Those who fake, they break
Those who pretend or deceive eventually face a downfall

When they meet their 400-pound mate
Their deception is revealed and they face the consequences of their actions

If I could rule the world
If I had the power to govern over everything

Everyone would have a gun in the ghetto of course
In impoverished areas, individuals would possess firearms for protection

When giddyuping on their horse
As they ride on their horses with enthusiasm

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

I pour a sip on the concrete, for the deceased
I pay tribute to the departed by pouring a small amount of alcohol on the ground

But no don't weep, Wyclef's in a state of sleep
But don't cry, as Wyclef is in a state of relaxation or unconsciousness

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

Money in the bag, banker looked like a drag
I successfully secured the stolen money, and the bank employee appeared uninteresting or dull

I want to play with pelicans from here to Baghdad
I desire to have fun and engage with people from various locations, even in distant places like Baghdad

Gun blast, think fast, I think I'm hit
The sound of gunfire, I need to react quickly, I believe I've been struck

My girl pinched my hips to see if I still exist
My partner squeezed my waist area to reassure herself of my presence

I think not, I'll send a letter to my friends
I don't believe I'm dead, and to confirm my survival, I'll send a message to my acquaintances

A Born Again hooligan only to be king again
Having reformed my ways, I aim to regain my influential and powerful position

I play my enemies like a game of chess, where I rest
I manipulate my adversaries strategically, considering it a mental challenge, even in moments of relaxation

No stress, if you don't smoke sess, lest
There's no need to worry or be anxious if you don't indulge in smoking marijuana, unless

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

In some Goretex and sweats I make treks like I'm homeless
Wearing durable and comfortable clothing, I embark on journeys as if I have no permanent home

Rap orgies with Porgy and Bess
Engaging in lively rap performances or parties inspired by the characters Porgy and Bess

Capture your bounty like Elliot Ness, yes
Acquiring your rewards or treasures similar to how Elliot Ness, a famous law enforcement agent, did

Bless you if you represent the Fu
I commend and honor you if you represent the Fu, possibly referring to the Fugees, a musical group

But I'll hex you with some witch's brew
However, I will cast a spell on you using a potion associated with witchcraft

If you're doo-doo, voodoo
If you're worthless or foolish, I will use voodoo, a magical practice, against you

I can do what you do, easy, believe me
I can easily accomplish what you do, trust and have faith in me

Fronting niggas give me hee-bee-gee-bees
People who pretend or act tough make me uncomfortable or wary

So while you're imitating Al Capone, I'll be Nina Simone
While you try to mimic the style or persona of Al Capone, I will embody the essence of Nina Simone, a renowned musician

And defecating on your microphone
Metaphorically, I'm surpassing your skills and abilities, leaving you diminished or humiliated in comparison

You can't run away
You cannot escape or avoid the consequences or impact

From these styles I got, oh baby, hey baby
From the various creative approaches and techniques I possess, oh darling, hey darling

Cause I got a lot, oh yeah
Because I have a plethora or abundance, oh yes

And anywhere you go
No matter where you may travel or seek refuge

My whole crew's gonna know baby, hey baby
My entire group or entourage will be aware, oh darling, hey darling

You can't hide from the block, oh no
You cannot avoid or escape the scrutiny or influence of the neighborhood or community, oh no

Ready or not, refugees taking over
Prepared or not, displaced individuals are assuming control or prominence

The Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock Rasta
Representing resilience and strength, a soldier with African heritage and traditional dreadlocks

On the twelfth hour, fly by in my bomber
During a crucial moment, I swiftly pass by wearing my bomber jacket

Crews run for cover, now they're under pushing up flowers
Groups scatter to seek shelter, but they end up buried beneath the ground as if they were flowers

Superfly true lies, do or die
Exuding confidence despite telling deceptive stories, it's a matter of life or death

Toss me high ? only puff la
Elevate or throw me upward, but I prefer to puff on marijuana

With my crew from lock high
Alongside my loyal and trusted companions from the neighborhood or community

I refugee from Guantanamo Bay
I find refuge after escaping from the infamous Guantanamo Bay detention camp

Dance around the border like I'm Cassius Clay
I move gracefully and confidently along the edges or boundaries, reminiscent of the legendary boxer Cassius Clay (Muhammad Ali)