I'm Ready
(专辑: Diplomatic Immunity - 2003)
["I'm Ready" being sung in the
background] [Juelz Santana] Come on! Jim Jones where you at baby? Juelz Santana (I feel good right now man) This is music right here Once again where you at I
feel like Rocky or something They try to box me in the
corner 4 the
longest No keys, lock me in this corner for the
longest but (I'm Ready, I'm Ready, I'm Ready, I'm Ready) Somehow I
managed to creep from under the
rock Linking up with Cam and linking up with the
ROC now (I'm Ready, I'm Ready, I'm Ready, I'm Ready) This is powerful music I
bring to the
table The
sequel to Able the
way I
slag Kane cause (I'm Ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready) Y'all know I'm past then focus, incase you haven't noticed Squeeze and blast them open as soon as the
magnum open (I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready) Cam gonna make me star, I'm gonna make him a
million Jones is here, we invading the
building and (I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready) I'm still on the
corner grinding for them big stacks Big coats, big gats don't ever forget that [Jimmy Jones] Yes sir, Yes sir Oh yea nigga My goal [??] the
one on your charts If it happens to be a
[??] come with the
arts Everyone of my parts they still moving' Hold the
drums in front of the… I
do this shit six lucky contestants They don't give a
fuck if you sixty Still get coifed and arrested (click clank) My justice is reched You get knocked Please, grab your crouches Keep stepping Cause the
game we done held back to long The
pain we done felt that to long Cocaine we done dealt that to long And my pops it don't help that you gone Myself to move on Its scary and I'm gonna need help Streets flow at me Dog marijuana don't help Fiends junkies in the
corners don't help Knee deep in my grave on these blocks I'm a
goner my self [Cam'Ron] Killa, I'm here y'all I'm ready, I'm ready Hey yo Was up buzzing buzzing Birds flip a
dozen dozen Holla at your boy Boy thought your cousin wasn't (I'm Ready, Yes sir) Jimmy Jones, Sessa Bones, Santana, Manefik Y'all niggaz know holla at me if there's any beef (Yes sir, gats, guns, knifes...) I
know its vic versa We like murder we convicted the
track But yo if you got bitches to fuck Hit me up dawg (Yea I'm ready) Far as lyrics go They rocking the
citlets They won't stop till I'm on top with the
title Hustlin no stoppin the
cycle I'm shopping for rifles I'm not for the
idols The
twin towers dawg we on top of the
Eiffel like La piece a
pizza eating a
piece of pizza You can't be where I
be dawg You need a
Visa Come on chief we for Please believe it I
will squeeze and leave ya All bullets stay where we can seek ya Harlem world I'm spoil my town You a
clown you can't tell by now [singing continues: w/ ad libs until fade]