Comin’ for Datazz

[Chorus] Here we come, here we come, here we kiddy-come-come [Verse 1: Guru] I hit the chicks with the nice round heinies Play a ho like a ho, play a sucker like Stymie 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 Used to chill in Roxbury, now I'm comin' out of Brooklyn Herb niggas are assed out, y'all get tooken Or taken, and that's word to all rude boy 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 that ass [Chorus] Here we come, here we come, here we kiddy-come-come [Verse 2] Who's 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 way back 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 Lecter Paint a logo with your blood so you niggas remember The Chain and the Star, mystical 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 that ass [Chorus] Here we come, here we come, here we kiddy-come-come [Verse 3] 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 niggas 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'd have come up with somethin' But you're still the same snake with my name on your mind 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 you, 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 Gang Starr 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 that ass [Chorus] Here we come, here we come, here we kiddy-come-come Here we kiddy-come-come Here we kiddy-come-come Here we kiddy-come-come Here we kiddy-come-come Here we kiddy-come-come