"I'm Ready (Y'all Ain't Ready For This)" lyrics

[Phil Da Agony:]
For all my Down South, West Coast, East Coast club
Down South, West Coast, East Coast club
Down South, West Coast, East Coast club
Down South, West Coast, East Coast club
Down South, West Coast, East Coast club
Baby, better cut you a rug

For my dimes, doves, hustlers, thugs
Posted outside of the lines of the clubs
Clubs, clubs, affecting all of y'all
Fights at night, right clutching my jaws
Laws get broken, hopping on the first thing smoking
Rhymes in the marinade soaking
Kin folks all at the bar, yo put the bottles on ice
And let 'em who you are, you a star
Tash got cash, Supernat' rolling up stacks
Phil-a react on a will.I.am track
Back to the basics, 501s with the Asics
Rap City rhymes from The Basement
Cement blocks, still on my Lox
Money, Power, Respect, still on my licks
I get the whole crowd wet
Bet your bottom dollar, we top dollar, Rottweiler
Hip-hop scholars, disc jocks holler

[will.I.am:]
Ah naw (y'all ain't ready for this)
Hell naw (y'all ain't ready for this)
'Cause y'all ain't ready, you steady try to
("Pick it up, pick it up!") but it's just too heavy for ya
Ah naw (y'all ain't ready for this)
Hell naw (y'all ain't ready for this)
Y'all ain't ready, you steady try to
("Pick it up, pick it up!") but it's just too heavy for ya

[Tash]
And I'm a shark in the water searching for that place
Swing around baby girl, swing that ass re-way
Me and Ick lit the wick to the dynamite stick
It goes... "Sssssssss, ss-ss-ss, phoo"
Kamikaze, paparazzis dodge me
Walking through the club, I look drugged up like Ozzy
I leave 'em in the dust then it's, ashes to ashes
Y'all sport Jordans? Jordan sports Tashes
Alas is, me and Supernat is running through 'em
We don't, we just sue 'em
CD to the wax, the wax is to the MiniDisc
We walk in Benz dealerships like "Yeah, bitch. Gimme this!"
And roll off that drop top off the lot
I'm beating down your block, what the fuck y'all got? (Woop! Woop!)
Catastrophe and the Black Eyed Peas
I'm coming through straight fading on you wack MCs, it's like...

[will.I.am:]
Ah naw (y'all ain't ready for this)
Hell naw (y'all ain't ready for this)
'Cause y'all ain't ready, you steady try to
("Pick it up, pick it up!") but it's just too heavy for ya
Ah naw (y'all ain't ready for this)
Hell naw (y'all ain't ready for this)
Y'all ain't ready, you steady try to
("Pick it up, pick it up!") but it's just too heavy for ya

[Phil Da Agony:]
Stars, cars, wars, clothes
Tearing down stages, late night shows
Chips, whips, tips, kicks
Posted in the club, flicks, chicks
Stars, cars, wars, clothes
Tearing down stages, late night shows
Chips, whips, tips, kicks
Posted in the club, flicks, chicks, come on

[MC Supernatural:]
The club is packed, it's filled with smoke
My fits are fresh, yo I'm 'bout to make my approach
It didn't hit the stroke of twelve, I'm under the spell
'Bout to make my move to the corner, twist up an L
The DJs playing my shit, start rolling it fast
So I can get to the bar and start toasting with Tash
Play this joint in the club, get the party on smash
My interest is Grand, yo and I'm a Master like Caz
Predators in the club, looking straight for the stab
Ready to get freaky-deaky, go back to the lab
I love that it's club night, I'm getting my rub right
Don't you hate when cats spoil it by having a club fight?
But that's alright, one cat don't stop no show
Bouncers, do your job, Phil, pass that droll
We gonna, do it to death, then do it some more
Look at the way the shorties moving out there on the floor, whoa

[will.I.am:]
Ah naw (y'all ain't ready for this)
Hell naw (y'all ain't ready for this)
'Cause y'all ain't ready, you steady try to
("Pick it up, pick it up!") but it's just too heavy for ya
Ah naw (y'all ain't ready for this)
Hell naw (y'all ain't ready for this)
Y'all ain't ready, you steady try to
("Pick it up, pick it up!") but it's just too heavy for ya