Here It Comes

Lyrics
[Intro] So y'all thought I was coming back with some old R&B, huh? Check it [Verse 1] Here it comes, yo, here it is or there it was But where was it when you needed it? Because You fall to the waistline when you waste rhymes Serch got a flow when it comes to fat beats and basslines I heard the rumors and the fables Remove 'em like the tumors on table Boomers for the willing and the able So turn to the next page in your manual and flim-flam, all over the jam Chill, Lounge Kick your ten little toes up at the edge of this Razor blade and save your spade As the groove plummets you to another dimension May I just mention This is a mountain, it's for all made for climbin' And you're stuck to your grip like an aluminum sidin' Hiding in the back is for crumbs Uh, and here it comes [Hook] Hit it off Kick it off Hit it off Here it comes Hit it off Kick it off Hit it off Here it comes [Verse 2] B-boys, decoys will try to destroy Deploy the truth in black hoods and black boots Caps get rocked only when they're fitted Lyrics get dropped only when they're lifted So swing to the swell up, the vo chords run amok Whatup? Whatup? I got mine and you got yours War's a factor, we'll perspire And someone in the crowd yells, "Fire! Fire!" "We don't need no water, let it burn, yo, burn, yo!" "We don't need no water, let it burn" So it burnt Learn your lesson well, if I don't, then I guess you get gelled Swell, heads go down like the sun And here it comes [Hook] Hit it off Kick it off Hit it off Here it comes Hit it off Kick it off Hit it off Here it comes [Verse 3] Fiddle-fee, fiddle-fie, fiddle-foe, fiddle-fum I smell the blood of an English Muffin, huffin' and puffin', sellin' his soul J-E-L-L-O, ya know? Roll with the squad who makes back flips stack Hits upon this so play at your own risk Tisk, tisk, tisk, ya shoulda used Wisk Now you shouldn't appeal to be a Biff Insist that your motor's on scramble Ramble the skips and enter the sample Ample flow is created by the years and tears Of crews and blues, perched on the front stoop Checkin' for the bass loop So the troops roll out and the tolls are paid, set and done And here it comes I said, here it comes [Hook] Hit it off Kick it off Hit it off Here it comes Hit it off Kick it off Set it off Here it comes [Outro] Here it comes Here it comes Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it Hit it, kick it, set it, hit it Here it comes
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Credits
- Writers
- MC Serch