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Another One Bites The Dust

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




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