Terminate

You can't run away 
From these styles I got oh baby, 
hey baby, 'cause I got alot, oh yeah 
Anywhere you go, my whole crew gonna know, oh baby 
Hey baby, you can't hide from the block oh yeah! 

[Wyclef - Verse One] 
Yo! Now that I escape, selling five 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 steal no money to Carlito 
Mama always said 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! (Imitating young Michael Jackson) 
And you don't stop!!! 

[Lauryn - Chorus] 

Sometimes the Refugees gotta take a stand and break! 
If any joker come fe' test another life we take! 
'Cause when we gunning all the dance, we are the specialist! 
So scientist, lyricist, pop your pen intense (?)! ( 2x ) 

[Lauryn - Verse Two] 

If I could change the times, and make rhymes, raise the babies 
Give all the pigs rabies 
Send biting niggas to Haiti's 
Clothe young ladies 
Chase the rainbow, find the pot 
Free the third time offender once he learns to makes-a-lot 
Lose the fame 
Take the money 
Play boys, just like the bunny 
Find a man with a plan 
Slap a chicken, If she acts funny 
Break the bank, on tank 
Stop niggas from acting stank 
Take over your bounty rovers 
Teach a man to find Jehovah 
Own the stores, own the tours 
Watch the record, pimps and whores 
Make love, stop the wars 
Cop the land, like the Moors 
Make the last be the first 
Make the God respect the Earth 
Change the murder rate to the birth! Bust it! 

[Lauryn Singing] 

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! 

[Pras - Verse Three] 

No more tours, no more scores 
Por favor senor, I tempt crews, like a bull to a matador 
Run you for your Range Rover, Like that! 
Leave you in a broken Nova, Like that!! 
Buffalo soldier! Dreadlock rasta! (Wyclef in background) 
Rather be slaughtered, than be captured! 
Three refugees, one unusual suspect 
A snitch at the table, how far will your trust get? 
Lust got you busted, unlocking my vault 
Body as a Q-Tip, right on the asphalt 
Tell the youth that you shouldn't skylark 
Or get marked, like a narc, as The Beast in Nu Yok (New York) 

[Lauryn - Singing] 

You can't run away 
From these styles I got oh baby, 
hey baby, 'cause I got alot, oh yeah 
Anywhere you go, my whole crew gonna know, oh baby 
Hey baby, you can't hide from the block oh no!