Here We Come

Lyrics

L.I.F.E. Long ft. Swave Sevah - "Here We Come" [Emcee(s): Swave Sevah and L.I.F.E. Long] [Producer(s): IDE] [Intro: Swave Sevah and L.I.F.E. Long] Swave Sevah: Yep. Harlem L.I.F.E. Long: Uh huh, come on. Creative Juices Swave Sevah: Where's Brooklyn? L.I.F.E. Long: Strongheezy! Swave Sevah: Swave Sevah L.I.F.E. Long: We got Creative Juices Swave Sevah: L.I.F.E. Long L.I.F.E. Long: L.I.F.E. Leezy Swave Sevah: Stronghold One through Ten L.I.F.E. Long: Come on [Verse 1: Swave Sevah] Yeah, yo, yo Is everybody listening here? (Yeah!) If you hear me Crystalline-clear, then please put your fist in the air (You hear me?) 'Cause me and L.I.F.E. Long fitting to rip it in here (Sup L.I.F.E.?) And all y'all bitch niggas is fitting to catch feelings in here (Haha!) Oh well. We could battle with a rapper for dough (What up?) And if you don't rap and got beef, meet me after the show (Come on) 'Cause me? I'm never opposed to slapping a foe You ditch niggas better act like you know, you heard me? [Verse 2: L.I.F.E. Long] Ayyo, where Y'all headed? Face into Brickface Stucco Leave grill pieces toothless when we connect, yo. Ayyo We're at it again, so go tell a friend Me and Swave 'bout to put an end to run-of-the-mill flows and trends Stronghold even the score, Numbers One through Ten Cave your chest in when we spit phlegm. Ayyo We stay holding it down. It's the Stronghold squadron from the Blocks of Harlem to the clock in London [Hook: L.I.F.E. Long] This is for The crowd applause, for you and yours Blow the roof off for shows and doors. Crushing mics with These flows on tours, hit you people with the uncut pure Now, on my life, cats'll know it's raw. Raise your Fist up [Verse 3: L.I.F.E. Long and Swave Sevah] [L.I.F.E. Long] Ayyo No need for an introduction up in functions (Nah)—y'all know The crew (Stronghold!) in top percentile positions. The other Squads be on the sidelines, wishing they could be The Strong—come on, man, listen [Swave Sevah] Ayyo, word Here's an enlightening fact (Check it out): you and your whole crew What you're writing and the person you're biting from wack (Eat it) Stronghold on-point, writing exact (Cess) Fans'll black out—just give us a mic and a track [L.I.F.E. Long] And then it's Flows back-to-back, leave your whole crew smacked when we Counterattack on a map, swing, hit, leave a Fist imprint (Aah!). Swavy Crockett, L.I.F.E. Leezy When combined, it's like Power Man and Iron Fist [Swave Sevah] Sound's twisted—that's just how it is (Yup). Ever heard a song Shut shit down, dawg? Well, now you did (This is it) Stay puffing on a pound of piff, and even when I hear Your songs on weed, they still sound like shit [Hook: L.I.F.E. Long] This is for The crowd applause, for you and yours Blow the roof off for shows and doors. Crushing mics with These flows on tours, hit you people with the uncut pure Now, on my life, cats'll know it's raw. Raise your Fist up. Come on, what? Throw your Fist up. Come on, what?