Ready

Accurate, Immaculate
Kabaka P
Nah mean?
Jugglerz once again
Skibbly-bang

Ready when you're ready fi me
Drop something heavy
Dem have locks pon dem head but dem a dread it
But me tell a man real
Who can hear dem a go feel? (Dem fi know, Accurate)
Ready when you're ready fi me
Drop something heavy
Dem a follow wah dem see you pon the tele
But me tell a man real
Who can hear dem a go feel? (Accurate)
Watch this

Hey, look how me easy pon the track
Fresh like my new Wallabees inna the block (oh)
Bebble Rock are my team, they have my back
See that brother there in the green? Dem have the strap (right here)
So, me nuh fi walk with it (heh)
Haffi keep my energy clear, my thoughts vivid (ever)
Don't come around when we can't talk business
'Cause me downside say you have a little dark spirit
Me put a fire pon a Baphomet
Lyrics man a shoot like Aubameyang and Lacazette
Barrel dem empty like Tottenham trophy cabinet
Send dem go back at the academy
Nuff a dem nuh ready fi the real boss level (true)
Team full a rebel, me nuh pree past Bebble (eh)
War dem a pree, well, no peace nuh schedule
Beg you tell dem little devil seh fi cease and settle

Smo, eady when you're ready fi me
Drop something heavy
Dem have locks pon dem head but dem a dread it
But me tell a man real (for sure)
Who can hear dem a go feel? (Dem fi know)
Kabaka, I tell dem ready when you're ready fi me
Drop something heavy
Dem a follow wah dem see you pon the tele
But me tell a man real (man fresh)
Who can hear dem a go feel?
Meska assure dem

Spain Town man nuh take no chat from no idiot
90s badman nuh ask for your feedback
Westland Don, we shot-a-box, make you feel that (ay)
Stefflon Don, how you so fat? Make me thief that
When me go a school, no school book inna my eSpark
Use Jansport to transport me weeds that
On school Nikes and my pants with the crease flat (huh)
Big sound string up, every sweet sixteen lock
'Cause man a liberal opposer, practitioner of yoga
My picture on the poster up inna Minnesota
Trini girls love me but me nuh listen Soca (oh)
After the show, me drive off with a chauffeur (huh)
'Cause me go hard pon the beat (ah)
Only press pause fi go walk pon the beach
With my white t-shirt and my Clarks and my sneaks
Kabaka P, man a boss inna the street (ah-woah)

Ready when you're ready fi me
Drop something heavy
Dem have locks pon dem head but dem a dread it
But me tell a man real (you ready?)
Who can hear dem a go feel? (Accurate)
Watch me now
Ready when you're ready fi me
Drop something heavy
Dem a follow wah dem see you pon the tele
But me tell a man real
Who can hear dem a go feel? (Huh, Accurate)

So we do it
Huh, lyrical elite
A the God, you know
Lyrics God representing
The most accurate
Jugglerz
Lyric smugglers, haha
Accurate



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Peter Willumeit, Jonas Lang, Joachim Piehl, Moritz Smolnig, Keron Salmon
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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