[will.i.am - Intro] (Phonte)
Ready or not... (Ready or not...)
Ready or not... (Ready or not...)
Ready or not... (Ready or not...)
Ready or not... (Ready or not...)
Ready or not... - It's time to go
Ready or not... - It's time to go
Ready or not... - It's time to go
Ready or not... - It's time to go
[Phonte - Verse 1ne]
Uh..
This is my last day, this is my last era
Wifey sittin front row runnin her mascara
And I'm laid out STIFF like my last pair of
starch jeans; it seems that all my past errors
don't even matter 'cause, I ain't even mad at God
I just think the saddest part is I don't wanna go
'Cause who the hell knows for, whom the bell tolls
I was, chillin with muy peoples just, out on Melrose
with Blu and Evidence lampin in our shelltoes
Drainkin brew and tappin bitches on the el-bow
then WHOA!! - Another chapter closes well
When they start to toll, it's just yo' time to bail, yeah
[Chorus: will.i.am]
Some people live their life to die
Some people live to try, and fly, and fly sky high
Some people live their life to ride
Ride 'cause they riders, some people talk that jive
Some people live their life to lie
I live my life to open up my eyes real wide, wi-wide
Some people wanna live blind and walk the road
Oh, no - for whom the bell tolls
[Evidence - Verse 2wo]
Uh, bells and whistles, they shootin, could smell the pistols
They never EVER hit or miss - it's the real official
Bullseye target, like New Jack Carter
