Come Thru

Erick Sermon

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    Yeah - uh, uh
    Def Squad, combustion mode
    610 what? Huh, yeah
    New York

    (Heyyy heyyy) It's "Time 4 Sum Aksion"
    That Redman shit the E come with, what?
    The rap supreme Naseem Hamed
    When I hit, the jam comin straight for the head ("Watch me!")
    This be the song at hand, understand
    Even though I never rocked the stage on Summer Jam
    I'm in the lab makin tracks 70 grand
    that get heard by crazy fans like Stan (hey man)
    Who like my shit, cause I come through
    like a new German made, car for the paid
    VS be the five-double-oh, S in front
    No future in yo' frontin yo (?) pop the trunk
    I'm Imp the Dimp, the ladies pimp (uh-huh)
    The women fight, for my delight
    Cause I'm the Green Eyed Bandit in the place to be
    That, shock the house no doubt nigga please

    [Chorus]
    Y'all know we come through the club (heyyy heyyy)
    Steppin like ba-boom-boom-boom-burp (heyyy heyyy)
    Uhh - in rap niggaz call me the mack
    Cause I pimp the track, heyyy heyyy
    Y'all know we come through the club (heyyy heyyy)
    Steppin like ba-boom-boom-boom-burp (heyyy heyyy)
    Uhh - make sure my fam got my back
    It's just like that, heyyy heyyy

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    I float like Muhammad, I'm the bomb shit
    Rappin grenades explode when the track is laid, uh
    Whatever the era is, the E'll outlast 'em
    like VROOOM and ride right past 'em
    Amazin, my conversation blazed 'em
    I shot funk from here and in Japan it grazed 'em
    A big dog, I take up space
    I'm so cold, I rock 'til you're blue in the face
    (shh) I rock hard, call me a rock star
    Jimi or Jagger, I rock where the blocks are
    I come through when my time is leisure
    In the big black something with fifteen speakers
    Screwface me? You ain't hard neither
    Bump your head - just a thug with amnesia
    Uh - God bless ya
    My style is so fat, that's why I got high blood pressure

    [Chorus x2]

    (Erick say it) Yeah put your hands up
    Just like "Music," feel the cut, uhh
    (Erick say it) Doowhutyalike
    Huh, rock like this all night
    (Erick say it) To all my homegirls
    Do you now - "go ahead baby"
    (Erick say it) To all my homeboys
    Get money, and keep it real, one

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    Composición: Curtis Mayfield y Erick Sermon

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