[Intro: Wyclef Jean]
I'm just about done... Yo, let me finish tuning this guitar...
Yo, y'all ready for the show?
[Chorus: Lauryn Hill]
Ready or Not! Here we come! All the biting M.C.'s and the pirates, I go run!
(Why?)Cause they are old! And we are young!
And while we're young, yes we're gonna have some fun! Here we go!
Skippity bop bop bop, skippity whoa!! Swing! (Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo!)
Skippity bop bop bop, skippity WHOA!!! SWING!! (Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo!)
[Wyclef Jean:]
You should've have died before you reach this station
Refugees we run the Border! Ay! Ay!...Ay! Ay!
You should've have died before you reach this station
Refugees we all go Murder! Now!!!
[Verse 1: Wyclef Jean]
Yo! Now that I escape, selling four million plates
My beeper vibrates, like California earthquakes
But I keep a balanced head, cause you're hot, they're not
M.C.'s go Hollywood, then lose their spot on the jukebox
Still ichi bang, wack M.C.'s get the gong!
Lyrical tongue, wireless mics from Samsung
Wyclef, seduced once by an actress
Angela Basset wanted the head of Jean Baptiste
Meanwhile across town I still owe money to Carlito
Mama always say don't gamble; I'm trapped in casino
No more money in my bags; nightmares, getting closer
I slept on Elm Street, Freddy Kruger woke up with a German Luger
Black serial killer, man turns to gorilla
Provoked I change faces like Michael Jackson's Thriller
B-B-B-B-B-Boo! And you don't stop!!!
I'm just about done... Yo, let me finish tuning this guitar...
Yo, y'all ready for the show?
[Chorus: Lauryn Hill]
Ready or Not! Here we come! All the biting M.C.'s and the pirates, I go run!
(Why?)Cause they are old! And we are young!
And while we're young, yes we're gonna have some fun! Here we go!
Skippity bop bop bop, skippity whoa!! Swing! (Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo!)
Skippity bop bop bop, skippity WHOA!!! SWING!! (Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo!)
[Wyclef Jean:]
You should've have died before you reach this station
Refugees we run the Border! Ay! Ay!...Ay! Ay!
You should've have died before you reach this station
Refugees we all go Murder! Now!!!
[Verse 1: Wyclef Jean]
Yo! Now that I escape, selling four million plates
My beeper vibrates, like California earthquakes
But I keep a balanced head, cause you're hot, they're not
M.C.'s go Hollywood, then lose their spot on the jukebox
Still ichi bang, wack M.C.'s get the gong!
Lyrical tongue, wireless mics from Samsung
Wyclef, seduced once by an actress
Angela Basset wanted the head of Jean Baptiste
Meanwhile across town I still owe money to Carlito
Mama always say don't gamble; I'm trapped in casino
No more money in my bags; nightmares, getting closer
I slept on Elm Street, Freddy Kruger woke up with a German Luger
Black serial killer, man turns to gorilla
Provoked I change faces like Michael Jackson's Thriller
B-B-B-B-B-Boo! And you don't stop!!!
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