Goodie Mob, Chuck D - Are You Ready lyrics

Calling, Calling the Atl South and
The whole entire world
Get up, get into it involved
Looks like a job for the Goodie Mob lets work

Standing in the middle of harms way
Were all of the guns play
No father home affects the feng shui
The pastor Prays for Harambe
Before every urbanite is underneath
The Ash like Pompeii
Look what they’ve done to us far beyond
Music jesus could’ve been John Lewis but
I can’t prove it but, I could bе the conduit
To reconnect to it and wе are the ones that
People expect to do it
Back to business and being
Blacks the business
And anything less than that is sacrilegious
You see a rap for spitters
And clap back for Niggas


All the way until the
MOTHERSHIP comes back to
Get us Cee-Lo Green: are you ready

Are you ready, are you ready, are you ready
Are you ready, are you ready, are you ready
Are you ready, are you ready, are you ready
Come on

Niggas ain’t ready cuz they minds ain’t right
They don’t walk by faith man
They walk by sight they die by the knife cuz
They live by the sword
They don’t give a damn about
Filling up the morgue

Ready for whatever program for destruction
Hard head stiff neck won’t learn instruction
Can’t be a king with your pants on the ground
Can’t be a queen trapping ass round town
You looking for love in all the wrong places
Thirteen colonies founded by masons
Chasing nightmares disguised as wet dream
Don’t hold your breath waiting
On freedom to ring
You want reparations from your slave master
Everything good until you wanna by Alaska
Asking bout all the gold that they stole
How dare you put a price tag on my black soul

Are you ready, are you ready, Goodie Mob
Organized Noize are you ready
Are you ready, are you ready
Goodie Mob ready

On top of my game
Deliver the same forever the shame
Is simple an plain like Mary to Jane
Avoiding the pain like yin to yang
And Jordan to Hanes she giving me brains
And teaching me claim the victory aim the
The pistol it pop the enemy drops
He crooked like cops fraternity click
These people to slick a daddy like trick
I hustle don’t quit the Intricate shit
My brothers are rich we give and we get
Better with time never to kind
Keeping the shine fist in the air
Ain’t giving a care my people are dying
And mamas are crying standing in line
My youngins are trying
Going to work pushing the pine
Focused and poise bringing the noise
Calling my boys never avoid
I’m training like Floyd my ethic to work
Your gonna get hurt got blood on my shirt
A captain like curt from second to first!

Are you ready, are you ready, are
You ready, are you ready, are you ready
Goodie Mob, Organized Noize ready come on

Wake Up Every Morning N Black Face
Sipping Outta White Cup
Looking at the Rat Race
Black Hands With No Hands it’s a Chess Game
Cowboyz & Rabbi’s
Its Flex Game Hidden Sex Games
Money Bet Games
Let Mutant Flip Tha Script on this Game
100 Round Dixks 40 Exstendo Clips
Ain't No Quarters N the Street
The Folks Making Hallo’s gipp got a Fever
Make the Feds wanna Follow
Been Backball Since Blackball
Ya Baby Daddy & Ya Baby Mommy
Get Horse Dicked i Can Tell By Ya Eyes
Ur Azz Counterfeit we N Tha Land Of
Tha Have & Have Have Nots
Blood Drops and Secret Spots
Mexican Pipe Line pine Trees The Sky
Turn Pink At Night Time

Are you ready, Goodie Mob
Organized Noize ready
Chuck D, Public Enemy Ready
Close the curtains lights out
Roll the credit's