Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?
Are you hangin’ on the edge of your seat?
I need a break beat
Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?
Are you hangin’ on the edge of your seat?
I need a break beat
Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?
Are you hangin’ on the edge of your seat?
I need a break beat
Outta the doorway, the bullets rip
Repeat to the sound of the beat, yeah
Yo, a for the kids in the club that’s ready to get bugged
Another one bites the dust
A for the thugs with the burners, that wanna blast off
Another one bites the dust
And for the kids on the blocks, shootin’ at the crooked cops, blaow
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone, and another one gone, another one bites the dust, hey
Wyclef, Dirty Cash, Young Free…Freddie, where you at?
Steve walks warily down the street, with his brim pulled way down low
Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol
Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?
Are you hangin’ on the edge of your seat?
Out of the doorway, the bullets rip
Repeat to the sound of the beat, hey
My man got shot and the block got hot
Another one bites the dust
Yo, hey yo I hear more shots, it’s like Fort Knox kid
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone, and another one gone, another one bites the dust, hey
Yo, hold your breath, hold your breath, hold your breath
Yo, check it
If you’re a soldier at ease
My military style is known to murder Nazi’s, Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah)
My kamikaze will blow the U2, they hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu
Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo
You can’t foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah yeah
Yo, it’s the number one rappin’ band, come on, come on
Yo, this review, will be critically acclaimed
Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane
The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y’all
Better have a vest y’all, I’ll blast, (Oh yeah) and bless y’all
“F”- y’all, the mark of the beast, the triple six
Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)
If you see what I saw, then you see what I seen,
If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)
Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team
Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared (Oh yeah) beam….blaow
For all you critics, sayin’ “another remake”
Another one bites the dust
Yow, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid, ha ha
Another one bites the dust, oh yeah
Right, right, Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?
And another one gone, and another one gone, another one bites the dust
How do you think I’m gonna get along without you when you’re gone?
I need a break beat! (Oh yeah)
Yo if you’re ready for the first of the month, for that welfare check, come on
Kicked me outta my home
I need a break beat!
Are you happy? Are you satisfied?
How long can you stand the heat?
I need a break beat!
Outta the doorway, the bullets repeat to the sound of the beat, yeah, lookout
Yo! Bulletproof vests, like the wild wild west
Another one bites the dust
Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex
Another one bites the dust
Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it’s all money-money
Another one bites the dust
Yo, Dirty Cash, Dirty Cash, the adventures of Dirty Cash
And another one gone, and another one gone, another one bites the dust
Yo, for the love for the cash I’ll blast you in my path
Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don’t know the half (Oh yeah)
As far as I’m concerned, you cats can burn in flames
This ain’t no game, I’m-a start callin’ names (Oh yeah)
So come get me, if you know the one-fifty
A million Refugees ready to bust wit’ me (Oh yeah)
Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh—
You gonna have to kill me, since you can’t beat me (Oh yeah)
Pras, Dirty, Cash, you’re the greedy
Believe me! God’ll let me fly, like R. Kelly (Oh yeah)
Bite another dust with my man Freddie Mercury
What height nineties got ya cash, wannabe crazy (Oh yeah)
Practically, I tactically destroy
Deploy more decoys than a presidential convoy (Oh yeah)
My whole envoy stay camouflaged out
And when I walk the street, I take the Refugee route (Oh yeah)
This one go out to all my thugs in the borough
So just stay thorough, like Kilimanjaro (Oh yeah)
Split it with an arrow, my girl platoon roll
Outta control, the female mandingos (Oh yeah)
Free! I evolve from the egg of a seminarian
Don’t go down, ‘cause I’m a vegetarian (Oh yeah)
And when I bust, it ain’t in God we trust
And if you bring a gun, you better bring a black tux (Oh yeah)
She looked into my eyes and said F-B-I
Another one bites the dust, oh yeah
She said she loved me, she was a spy who lied
Another one bites the dust
Right, I could relate, could you relate?
Another one bites the dust
Jerry Wonder, The Product:
Ho-ooh-ooh-ohh
Another one bites the dust
Don’t you know we coming for you?
Yo, Canibus, John Forte
Another one bites the dust
Yaw, dirty cash, and baby Free
Another one bites the dust
Wyclef Jean, Freddie Mercury, ha ha I’m out baby
And another one gone, and another one gone, another one bites the dust, hey
Navy seals
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
