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"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 *

"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 *

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