Coming From

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Willie the Kid & Bronze Nazareth - Rap

Coming From

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[Intro:] You wanna know what was happening While you were living it up in Maui or Kaui or Yaui whatever it is? There was 15 murders the first week and 21 last week in this Goddamn city. You know decent people are gonna have to work here and live somewhere else [By decent people you mean people who can afford to live somewhere else] For Christ you are such a bleeding heart Liberal [My heart bleeds a little for the underprivileged, yeah] Ahh so how does it feel to be back in the war-zone after Hawaii? [Seemed pretty good until I ran into Sam and he delivered the the crime rate statistics] No, what this city needs is more police than people [Verse 1:] Yeah! Yo yeah Witness me make an eclipse Bake pies that redden eyes escape in my myth Soar 4 plus 5 oracle born gift Plus explore your life show you how the Lord spit Since '79 held the spine/ order more clips Worked with lost Orphans tried to build them a bridge But that shit collapse on my back/ fuckin' up ribs Get blasted for looking all grim in front of my crib Sit back close your lens/ drown in the box Pound out with 2 Glocks, dumb out with the Ox The flu is out/ shoot it out/ til sundown with the cops Know my name belong on blimps/ world is mine on a yacht Soon they probably find me like a body in a lot With blue suits behind me/ With the shotty 'pon cock New suits in lobbies and we volley off flocks Never recent quotes reaching for that Jackie Gleason Tote toys like Papi Mason/ Catching cases but they cold Employees know the faces/ who to stretch and who to fold Get OD'ed off rap manifesto gold Plots for more bones than grave robbers playing dominoes Got raw pussy and peach cobbler waiting at my home So sick/ no pharmacist would enter the room New York trip/ PA flat foot/ prevalent doom I'm off it planets align/ rest in my room My talk spit/ body outlined/ floating in June [Chorus:] Where am coming from [Yeah! Bronze man!!] I don't really mean you no wrong [iWillie The Kid] [Gun Rule] I gotta keep moving on [Pull up a chair we here nigga] I gotta Let you know where I'm coming from [yeah TCP nigga, Ayo] I don't really mean you no wrong [Im'a do it like this nigga] [Verse 2:] I said Um! I sip lagavulin nigga who you fooling I'm never Jet lagged these dudes is Lorna Doones The fly i'm in Dubai hitting sand dunes Or in Japan on the bullet train Cancun We used to use Cancun to balance off the sofa Now we don't touch the steering wheel Rover with the chauffeur I'm in Muskegon Jet-skiing for the weekend On the lake shore, told ma niggas make sure this time everything remain genuine See ma end your windows continuing Move like a bed wind Breakfast in bed pop Spades no bentwisch a bad bitch wiska bisque Yeah! Despite the madness i'm perfectly insane. Psycho-telepathic Telepathy, rooms full of sneakers closets full of Jings Bring Jackets on the bed fuck it I ain't sleeping anyway Jewels by the penny way I'm more than ready [Chorus:] Where am coming from [Yeah!] I don't really mean you no wrong I gotta keep moving on [on some next shit Bro] I thought I had to know, where am coming from I don't really mean you no wrong I gotta keep moving on [Outro:] Coming [x6] [All because it's a violent game!!!] Hey please excuse our little brother Please forgive him [Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha, it's alright his tan boxing is not bad he nearly beat me]

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  • Willie the Kid & Bronze Nazareth