绝对的原版伴奏不是remix的 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
Verse One: Wyclef
Now that I escape sleep walk away
those who convolate knows the world they hate
Jails bars ain´t golden gates
those who fake they brake when they meet they four hundred pound mate if i could rule the world
Everyone who have a gun and together of course we´d get the up in our their horse
I kick a rhyme drinking moon shine
I poor sip on the concrete, for the deceased
but no don´t weep, Wyclef in a state of sleep
thinking about the robbe-RY that I did last WEEK
Money in the bag, bank a look like a drag
I wanna play with pelicans from here to Bagdad
Gun blast, think fast I think I´m hit
My girl pinch´s my hips to see if I still exist
I think not, I send a letter to my friends
A born again, hooligan only to be |