Ready or Not (Dancehall Outlaw Carnival Remix)
Fast, high-energy dancehall fusion with attacking festival drums, bouncing reggae bass and a constant dembow pulse. Cinematic violins slice through aggressive UK drill percussion, layered with sharp brass horn stabs and deep sub bass built for massive sound systems. Call-and-response crowd chants ride under sexy, soulful female vocals and rapid-fire rap verses, blending Kingston street carnival vibes with dark London club chaos and a gritty outlaw country edge. The overall feel is a dangerous Caribbean block party turned global outlaw festival, nonstop movement and high-tempo rhythm from start to finish.
Ready or Not (Dancehall Outlaw Carnival Remix)
Fast, high-energy dancehall fusion with attacking festival drums, bouncing reggae bass and a constant dembow pulse. Cinematic violins slice through aggressive UK drill percussion, layered with sharp brass horn stabs and deep sub bass built for massive sound systems. Call-and-response crowd chants ride under sexy, soulful female vocals and rapid-fire rap verses, blending Kingston street carnival vibes with dark London club chaos and a gritty outlaw country edge. The overall feel is a dangerous Caribbean block party turned global outlaw festival, nonstop movement and high-tempo rhythm from start to finish.
Lyrics
Mmmmmm…
Yeahhhh…
Kountry Kingston…
Queen Rebel…
Blackwater…
The Outlaw Collective
Ayy— run it up!
(Beat snaps in, dembow rhythm driving)
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READY OR NOT (DANCEHALL OUTLAW REMIX)
(Hook — Queen Rebel singing, big chants underneath)
Queen Rebel:
“Ready or not… here we come…
Ready or not… here we come…
You can’t hide from the fire tonight…
Ready or not… here we rise…
Ready or not… here we rise…
Whole world feel our energy collide… hey!”
(Crowd: Ready or not!)
(Violins slice over horns)
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(Verse 1 — Kountry Kingston, fast and bouncy)
Black cowboy boots on a Kingston road
Moonshine rum make the rude boy bold
Bassline kick and the crowd explode
Outlaw step in a carnival mode
Came from nights where the lights stayed low
Dream got big when the moonshine flow
Now every drumline shake when I touch stage
Rebel with a two-step, fire in the rage
Dancehall queens with the waistline mad
Smoke in the air and the speakers bad
One hand rum and the other hold scars
Still turn pain into party and stars
This bigger than songs in a club right now
This a worldwide outlaw galang
For the dreamers who survived that pressure
Kingston nights make the freedom louder
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(Hook — Queen Rebel, more rhythmic)
Queen Rebel:
“Ready or not… here we come…
Ready or not… here we come…
You can’t hide from the fire tonight…
Ready or not… here we rise…
Ready or not… here we rise…
Whole world feel our energy collide… (ohhh)”
(Crowd chants on the offbeat)
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(Verse 2 — Blackwater, sharp UK drill cadence)
(Cold UK cadence over dark dembow and strings)
Look
Southside driller with the all-black coat
London fog when the bassline choke
See me with Kingston and the Queen step in
Whole block shake when the horns cut in
Real street pressure made the mind grow faster
Late-night roads, every vibe get darker
Now the whole rave roar when the kick drum buss
Cause they know that the night here belong to us
UK rain with the Kingston heat
Rum in the vein make the rude boys tweet
Dark piano keys and the strings too cold
Soundtrack built for the outlaw soul
Still move calm but the stance stay vigilant
One bad step turn the dance belligerent
That’s Blackwater — trench-born wave
Worldwide outlaw in a London rave
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(Bridge — Queen Rebel + choir, still percussive)
Queen Rebel:
“Ohhh…
Can you feel the fire calling?
Ohhh…
Hear the riddim while the kingdoms falling…”
(Choir chants on beat)
“Ohhh…
Moonshine smoke in the sky tonight…
Ohhh…
Outlaw freedom when the bass ignite…”
(Massive drum/violin + horn explosion)
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(Final Hook — biggest section, festival chant)
Queen Rebel:
“Ready or not… here we come…
Ready or not… here we come…
You can’t hide from the fire tonight…
Ready or not… here we rise…
Ready or not… here we rise…
Whole world feel our energy collide… hey!
Ready or not… here we come…
Ready or not… here we come…
Worldwide smoke in the streets tonight…
Ready or not… here we ride…
Ready or not… here we ride…
Outlaw wave from the dark to the light…”
Kountry Kingston (ad-libs):
Yeahhhh…
Moonshine and rum now…
Outlaw collective…
Kingston to London… worldwide…
(Crowd: Ready or not! Ready or not!)
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(Outro — spoken over driving riddim and strings)
The outsiders turn the night into a festival…
Ready or not, the outlaw party coming.