Are You Ready
d&d Lyrics


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Calling, calling the ATL south and the whole entire world
Get up, get into it involved
Looks like a job for the Goodie Mob, lets work

Standing in the middle of harms way
Where all of the guns play
No father home, affects the Feng Shui
The pastor prays for Harambe
Before every urbanite is underneath the ash like Pompeii
Look what they've done to us far beyond music
Jesus could've been John Lewis but I can't prove it
But I could be the conduit to reconnect you to it
And we are the ones that people expect to do it
Back to business, and being black's the business
And anything other than that is sacrilegious
You see I rap for spitters and clap back for niggas
'Til the moment that the mothership comes back to get us

Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready?
Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready?
Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready?
Come on

Niggas ain't ready 'cause they minds ain't right
They don't walk by faith man they walk by sight
They die by the knife 'cause they live by the sword
They don't give a damn about filling up the morgue
Ready for whatever program for destruction
Hard head, stiff neck, won't learn instruction
Can't be a king with your pants on the ground
Can't be a queen trapping ass round town
You looking for love in all the wrong places
Thirteen colonies founded by Masons
Chasing nightmares disguised as wet dreams
Don't hold your breath waiting on freedom to ring
You want reparations from your slave master
Everything good until you want to buy Alaska
Asking 'bout all the gold that they stole
How dare you put a price tag on my black soul

Are you ready? Are you ready?
Goodie Mob, Organized Noize, are you ready
Are you ready? Are you ready?
Goodie Mob, Goodie Mob ready

On top of the game, deliver the same
Forever the shame is simple and plain
Like Mary to Jane, avoiding the pain
Like yin to yang, and Jordan to Hanes
She giving me brains and teaching me claim
The victory aim
The pistol it pop, the enemy drops
He crooked like cops
Fraternity click, these people too slick
A daddy like Trick
I hustle don't quit
The intricate shit
My brothers are rich
We give and we get
Better with time
Never too kind
Keeping the shine
Fist in the air, ain't giving a care
My people are dying
And mamas are crying
Standing in line
My youngins are trying
Going to work pushing the pine
Focused and poised
Bringing the noise
Calling my boys
Never avoid
I'm training like Floyd
My ethic to work
Your gonna get hurt
Got blood on my shirt
A captain like Kurt
From second to first

Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready?
Are you ready? Are you ready?
Goodie Mob, Organized Noize ready
Come on

Wake up every morning in black face
Sipping outta white cup
Looking at rat race
Black hands with no hands
It's a chess game
Cowboys and rabbi's
Its a flesh game, hidden sex games
Money bet games
Let the mutant flip tha script on this game
One hundred round dicks
Forty extended clips
And the quarters in the street
The folks making hollows
Gipp got a fever
Make the feds wanna follow
Been blackball since blackball
Ya baby daddy and ya baby mommy
Get horse dicked
I can tell by ya eyes
You're counterfeit
We in tha land of tha have and the have nots
Blood drops and secret spots
The Mexican pipe line
Pine trees
The skyline turn pink at night time

Are you ready? Goodie Mob, Organized Noize ready




Chuck D, Public Enemy ready
Close the curtain, lights out, roll the credits, come on

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of D&D's song "Are You Ready" is a commentary on the current state of society, particularly in the African American community. The opening lines, "Calling, calling the ATL south and the whole entire world, Get up, get into it involved," is a call to action. It is an invitation for people to become more involved in their communities and in making positive changes.


The lyrics reference the prevalence of violence in urban areas, where "all of the guns play" and "no father home affects the Feng Shui." The singer also touches on political and social issues, such as police brutality, corruption, and inequality. The line "Jesus could've been John Lewis but I can't prove it" highlights the potential for greatness that exists in everyone and the importance of fighting for justice and equality. The song's message encourages people to strive for progress and improvement, even in the face of adversity.


Line by Line Meaning

Calling, calling the ATL south and the whole entire world
Inviting people from all over the world, especially the Southern US, to listen to their message.


Get up, get into it involved
Encouraging people to get involved with their cause and take action.


Looks like a job for the Goodie Mob, lets work
Acknowledging that their role as artists involves working to spread their message and inspire change.


Standing in the middle of harms way Where all of the guns play No father home, affects the Feng Shui The pastor prays for Harambe Before every urbanite is underneath the ash like Pompeii Look what they've done to us far beyond music
Describing the violence and destruction that exists in many urban communities, and how it goes beyond just a musical issue.


Jesus could've been John Lewis but I can't prove it But I could be the conduit to reconnect you to it And we are the ones that people expect to do it
Wondering what Jesus might think of today's issues, but acknowledging that they can be a way to connect people to the ongoing struggle for justice, which their fans look to them to lead.


Back to business, and being black's the business And anything other than that is sacrilegious You see I rap for spitters and clap back for niggas 'Til the moment that the mothership comes back to get us
Reasserting the importance of Blackness in what they do, and how it's crucial to stand up for marginalized communities and through their work.


Niggas ain't ready 'cause they minds ain't right They don't walk by faith man they walk by sight They die by the knife 'cause they live by the sword They don't give a damn about filling up the morgue Ready for whatever program for destruction
Observing how people's mentality is often the root of the problems they face, which can lead to violence and death.


Hard head, stiff neck, won't learn instruction Can't be a king with your pants on the ground Can't be a queen trapping ass round town You looking for love in all the wrong places
Advising listeners to be open to advice and change in order to improve and avoid destructive behavior.


Chasing nightmares disguised as wet dreams Don't hold your breath waiting on freedom to ring You want reparations from your slave master Everything good until you want to buy Alaska Asking 'bout all the gold that they stole How dare you put a price tag on my black soul
Pointing out how the American Dream can be used to mask underlying issues, and challenging those who would make light of the generational trauma that Black people have experienced.


On top of the game, deliver the same Forever the shame is simple and plain Like Mary to Jane, avoiding the pain Like yin to yang, and Jordan to Hanes
Highlighting the consistent quality of their work, often despite the shame and pain that comes with making important art.


She giving me brains and teaching me claim The victory aim The pistol it pop, the enemy drops He crooked like cops
Describing the power that comes from being enlightened and educated, and how it can overcome oppressive forces.


Fraternity click, these people too slick A daddy like Trick I hustle don't quit The intricate shit My brothers are rich
Reflecting on the power of community and brotherhood, and how it can lead to success and resilience.


We give and we get Better with time Never too kind Keeping the shine Fist in the air, ain't giving a care My people are dying And mamas are crying Standing in line My youngins are trying Going to work pushing the pine Focused and poised Bringing the noise Calling my boys Never avoid I'm training like Floyd My ethic to work Your gonna get hurt Got blood on my shirt A captain like Kurt From second to first
Emphasizing the importance of hard work and determination in the face of adversity, and acknowledging the real pain affecting their communities.


Wake up every morning in black face Sipping outta white cup Looking at rat race Black hands with no hands It's a chess game Cowboys and rabbi's Its a flesh game, hidden sex games Money bet games
Describing the reality of systemic racism, and how it can be disguised by money, games, and other forms of subterfuge.


Let the mutant flip tha script on this game One hundred round dicks Forty extended clips And the quarters in the street The folks making hollows Gipp got a fever Make the feds wanna follow Been blackball since blackball Ya baby daddy and ya baby mommy Get horse dicked I can tell by ya eyes You're counterfeit We in tha land of tha have and the have nots Blood drops and secret spots The Mexican pipe line Pine trees The skyline turn pink at night time
Addressing the systemic issues that plague their communities, both in terms of economics and violent crime, and calling for change in these systems.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Rico Wade, Raymon Murray, Carlton Ridenour, Cameron Gipp, Willie Knighton, Thomas Callaway, Robert Barnett

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