![]() of course, when giddy-upping 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 (Uh-huh), here I come, you can't hide Gonna find you and make you want me ( Yo) Now that I escape, sleepwalk awake ( Yeah) 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 four hundred-pound mate If I could rule the world (If I ruled the world), everyone would have a gun In the ghetto.
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