"Here we come, here we come, here we kiddy-come-come" --> Run-D.M.C.
[Guru]
I hit the chicks with the nice round heinies
Play a hoe like a hoe, play a sucka like stymied
Try me, and you`ll descend into your end
Never thought it could be you well think again my friend
My pen illuminates, and dooms the fakes
You`re soon to break, you`re strawberry like shortcake
I`m in that ass with my Timbs all day
You couldn`t tarnish my rep, so you crept away
Just behave and be a good son -- or else
I`m bringin the noise cause most emcees are puns
I used to chill in Roxbury now I`m comin outta Brooklyn
Herb niggaz are assed out, y`all get tooken
or taken, and that`s word to all rude bwoy Jamaican
I swing bitch, yes I`m crankin
Just like an Alpine, a deadly rhyme, brand spankin new
Pumped to put some lead in your crew
A hollow point shot, cause your weak shallow point`s
not hittin -- should`ve gave up from the beginning
But since you`re bluffin with your tape that`s trash
Tell your peeps that we comin for datazz
"Here we come, here we come, here we kiddy-come-come" --> Run-D.M.C.
Whose that lurkin in the dark with the hoodie strapped;
puffin on a blizz, mellow meditatin black?
I ain`t impressed cause the rest they fess
Sometimes I wanna flip, clap a hole in they chest
but I lay back, as I prepare for the payback
And drop the master rhymes with the mad crew from wayback
I stay back, I watch, the whole job, you botched
Couldn`t maintain, it`s like your brain just stopped
But the Gang is on the prowl kid like Lector
Paint a logo with your blood so you niggaz remember
the Chain and the Star, mysticle and never typical
The average rap group, ain`t even equipped to go
head up, I`m dead up, you ducks could never last
You fakin jacks, we comin for datazz
"Here we come, here we come, here we kiddy-come-come" --> Run-D.M.C.
I heard some hardheaded punks wanna see me
Jealous of a nigga just because he`s on TV
You know the video shows that you be watchin
Call up and request so you can see it more often
My persona sheds more light than a nova
Cause niggaz are soldier, yo this war, it ain`t over
And ain`t no stopping like McFadden and Whitehead
You might get dead, fuckin around like you do
Pursue the knowledge that`s available
Before your chump-style game and your punk friends fail you
Gonna dissect your brain for a minute
Look at your puny ass world and what`s in it
Nothin, that`s how long you`ve been frontin
I figured by now that you`ve come up with somethin
But you`re still the same snake with my name on your mouth
Wanna know what I`m doin, wanna know why I shine?
Cause I`m the rebirth, so now you gotta see me first
I kick more facts than paperbacks for research
and knees hurt, next you feel em bucklin
The huge pussy look on your face reveals the sucker
inside of ya, because I checked the way you`re ridin the
jimsome, better sing more than a hymn son
Never sustain the true pain of my wisdom
Never be able to touch GangStarr
True indeed, I believe in takin my words far
Across the seas and deserts, through the trees and grass
And if you ain`t on point, then we comin for datazz
"Here we come, here we come, here we kiddy-come-come" --> Run-D.M.C.
* DJ Premier cuts n scratches *
