[Freddy Mercury]:
Are you ready?!
Hey!
Are you ready for this?!
Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!
[Wyclef]:
I need a break beat!
[Freddy Mercury]:
Are you ready?!
Hey!
Are you ready for this?!
Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!
[Wyclef]:
I need a break beat!
[Freddy Mercury]:
Are you ready?!
Hey!
Are you ready for this?!
Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?!
[Wyclef]:
I need a break beat!
[Freddy Mercury]:
Outta the doorway, the bullets rip!!!
Repeat to the sound of the beat! HEY!!!
(Chorus [Wyclef & Freddy Mercury in parentheses]):
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 down, and another one down
Another One Bites The Dust, Hey!)
Wyclef, Dirty Cash, Young Free...Freddy, where you at?
((?) Drug Dealers (?) down the street, with the brim pulled way down low!)
Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol! (In tune with F.
Mercury)
(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!)
Yo, Hold your breath...Hold your breath...Hold your breath...Yo, CHECK IT!!!
(And another one down, and another down, Another One Bites The Dust!)
[Wyclef]:
If you're a soldier at ease
My military style is known to murder Nazi's, Brooklyn to Germany (Come on)
My kamikaze will blow the U2, they hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu
