[Intro: will.I.am Phonte)]
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Ready or not... (Ready or not...)
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Ready or not... (Ready or not...)
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Ready or not... (Ready or not...)
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Ready or not... (Ready or not...)
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Ready or not... - It's time to go
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Ready or not... - It's time to go
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Ready or not... - It's time to go
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Ready or not... - It's time to go
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[Verse 1: Phonte]
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Uh...
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This is my last day, this is my last era
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Wifey sittin front row runnin her mascara
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And I'm laid out STIFF like my last pair of
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Starch jeans; it seems that all my past errors
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Don't even matter 'cause, I ain't even mad at God
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I just think the saddest part is I don't wanna go
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'Cause who the hell knows for, whom the bell tolls
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I was, chillin with muy peoples just, out on Melrose
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With Blu and Evidence lampin in our shelltoes
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Drainkin brew and tappin bitches on the el-bow
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Then WHOA! - Another chapter closes well
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When they start to toll, it's just yo' time to bail, yeah
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[Chorus: will.I.am]
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Some people live their life to die
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Some people live to try, and fly, and fly sky high
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Some people live their life to ride
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Ride 'cause they riders, some people talk that jive
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Some people live their life to lie
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I live my life to open up my eyes real wide, wi-wide
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Some people wanna live blind and walk the road
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Oh, no - for whom the bell tolls
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[Verse 2: Evidence]
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Uh, bells and whistles, they shootin, could smell the pistols
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They never EVER hit or miss - it's the real official
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Bullseye target, like New Jack Carter
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The harder it gets, the more I find the market off sparkin the Flint [matches strike]
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Part of me says, "Go back home"
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The other half says, "Get that throne" (y'know?)
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So I spit words, they read like palms
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And turn directions from East to North (oh!)
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We can't stop nature takin it's course
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But I can report, so I stay with my hand on record
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Lookin for the next future resort
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To reside in a time where bell rings and people are dyin
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I'll just try to escape to this place in my mind
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[Chorus: will.I.am]
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Some people live their life to die
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Some people live to try, and fly, and fly sky high
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Some people live their life to lie
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I live my life to open up my eyes real wide, wi-wide
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Some people wanna live blind and walk the road
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Oh, no - for whom the bell tolls
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[Verse 3: Blu]
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Aiyyo, ashes to ashes and dust to dust
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R.I.P. Jay Dee, DJ Dust - this was us
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Ah, back when it was cool to bust, picture us
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Eighty plus, surrounded by the crowd with'out a mic to clutch
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Years passed and now and then I light it up
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Reflect and get inspired by the fire that's inside of us
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Dealin with the yadda-yadda, by-the by-the business
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Try to ditch ya like economy
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(Why?) 'Cause John wasn't about to be politick-in (maaaan)
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It's the middle of '08 and I still ain't heard Obama speak
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'bout problems that we face, I'm a tryna get this cheese
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'Cause you never know, who shall tolls the bell's toll folk
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Young folks are old folks, when it's time to go, it's time to go, folks
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Stroke, croaks, cloats, and ghost
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I hold hope, blow faith in your face then fade home like...
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[Chorus: will.I.am]
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Some people live their life to die
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Some people live to try, and fly, and fly sky high
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Some people live their life to ride
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Ride 'cause they riders, some people talk that jive
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Some people live their life to lie
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I live my life to open up my eyes real wide, wi-wide
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Some people wanna live blind and walk the road
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Oh, no - for whom the bell tolls
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[Outro: will.I.am]
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Some people wanna live blind and walk the ro-
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Some people wanna live blind and walk the ro-
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{SOME PEOPLE WANNA LIVE BLIND AND WALK THE ROAD
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OH, NO - FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS}
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[Evidence:]
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E-v... Blu
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Khyrsis on the beat...
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Phonte, uh, for whom the bell tolls...
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Uh... Hello, will...
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Waddup, will?
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Haha... Uh, for whom, the bell tolls...
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They say when it's your turn to go, it's your turn to go
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So we gon' turn to music up real loud
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Think about all of our people... for whom the bell tolls
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George Carlin... Norman Whitfield, Isaac Hayes...
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For Whom The Bell Tolls
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Evidence |