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lirik lagu here we come – k lab

verse one (j. flyer)

yeah, i’m the chosen one
keep a fat bag full of frozen bud
always on a rap and i might have fun
always on a rap and i might get funds
luger’s in the bag you don’t see no gun
but the ak-47 leave ya slumped like one
and when i come in spittin i can dunk like one
cl1ck cl1ck bat bat leave the chum dumb dumb
bang back of a motherf-cker too d-mn close
i can use some personal sp-ce and a few fats rolled
i can use and murder your face in a cruise that’s cool
give your neck a lil twist oooo fast foward
now i gotta get blunt
not a rap not a gram but i gotta confront
that fake sh-t
all the time wasted
everything is so watered down i can’t taste sh-t
all these motherf-ckers wind down my patience
tell her and i’m running through em with that j sh-t
im comin to you when my sh-t is like jason
cut your mic cords like dreads on a ‘hatian
f-ck yo dreams like freddy in a bas-m-nt
watchu n-ggas sleep tight never gon’ awaken
cause you f-ckin realize you ain’t gonna make it
and until the mean time i be gettin faded, uhhh
they ain’t got a god d-mn thang on me
i can rap a circle ’round sp-ce homie
fly back to the lab with k homie
i say homie i say
and i k!llin this sh-t everyday
ain’t you feelin this heat that i spray?
pay attention i leave it to brain

hook (c ray) x2

now it will cost everyone dearly
if you’re not pay attention raise your hand if you can’t hear me
schools in session learn a lesson shut your mouth and listen clearly
here we come to tune the station place your fate if you dont fear me here we come

verse two (dikulz)

mainstream sucks d-ck, i ain’t f-ckin with that or a letter of bullsh-t to bring the numbers in
me? i’m with me brethren hoverin smotherin artists so they could all feel the sufferin
yeah, then i’m seamed to the pillow case
see you put my d-mn bullsh-t out the pillow k
finna lunge in the cab or when i jump out the back go bash your head on the dash till the window breaks
uh, yeah, thats real
loui get you finna prada thats sk!ll
sh-t i was raised on that wordplay where you heard that one verse and your sh-t got chills
used to get that feel, try to listen now but it makes me rethink
cause the beat’s weak and the spitsly retweet and the hook’s stuck on re-re-re-repeat
f-ck em, sh-t’s whack
f-cked it all up i mean look where sh-t’s at
never shoulda touched it just left it intact
now we just movin tryna bring sh-t back
man it’s all mismatched
tryna get the dough but the witch get cash
f-ck it, too hard than the own risk that
sacrificed it all hope we get sh-t back
sellouts, ain’t a slave to the industry
ain’t no way you can cage my imagery
or rearrange my chemistry
yeah n-ggas quick to sell out and they change their ident-ty
huh, better bite your tongue
better not say sh-t unless they prompt you
sh-t, over here at brainsick we do whatever the f-ck we want to

hook (c ray) x2

now it will cost everyone dearly
if you’re not payin’ attention raise your hand if you can’t hear me
schools in session learn a lesson shut your mouth and listen clearly
here we come to tune the station place your fate if you dont fear me here we come

verse three (twisted insane)

im like a freddy and the jason
waitin
fitted with the wicked and the evil you would think that it was satan
like i was a zombie ‘tack invade em if i chase em maybe they will run away and if they come back i’ll erase em
ima monster in the dark, a fiend for this sh-t black magic in the night time and im on one
heat em up, k!ll em off and make em feel the pain puttin a bullet in his brain and a bud up in his lungs
im lucifer and i always pack a burner
turn a watermelon to a motherf-ckin turnip
burn up, any individual who turn watch a n-gga body squirm when a n-gga sh-t worm guts
burn got to post up all alone up in the dark
and givin n-ggas pressie i dont really have a heart
you raised by the guppies i be swimmin with the sharks
i’ll burn your house down and then i put my sh-t in park
and ima watch that sh-t melt
felt, the hand that you was dealt
when you do know what they call me vet-ty
who risen from the grave bring your dark days throw em in a cage lock em up and then i throw away the key
now who was you meant to be? who me?
indeed i be a monster
brainsick, i was sent to motherf-ckin conquer
on a, nother mission ima go bazonkers
and turn into a demon when i’m dead then ima haunt ya
dazed by the phenom, dreamin to be the last motherf-cker standing up i’ll be the last demon
tell me whats the name of that amine is
smokin on sativa the fluid in my cup got me heenin
i was in a corner steady leanin
strap on my waist lookin like i wanna take a n-gga life
one slip up and i be up at your house with a new chainsaw and a motherf-ckin knife, brain!

hook (c ray) x2

- k lab

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