Comin' For Datazz
(专辑: Hard To Earn - 1994)
[Run-D.M.C.] "Here we come, here we come, here we kiddy-come-come" [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 [Run-D.M.C.] "Here we come, here we come, here we kiddy-come-come" 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 [Run-D.M.C.] "Here we come, here we come, here we kiddy-come-come" 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 [Run-D.M.C.] "Here we come, here we come, here we kiddy-come-come" [DJ Premier cuts n
scratches]