Came in this fucka me and I'm a leave me
Here we come yo
(Like it's off course)
And by the end hopefully I be the balance-man
Here we come yo
Your dubious style may rock for right now
Let's move and get down
And in the end B you would believe me that I'm a leave me
Here we come yo
Here we come
(Ride with me, come on)
Here we come
If the listeners will always stand beside me?
Here we come yo
Here we come yo
Come on, come on
I'm just a brotherman descendant of the motherland
It's never easy police, nah, sees we
Come on, come on
It's outta function, I see girls that can top it off
Here we come yo
Here we come yo
Come on, come on
Jamaica, Queens-man, land of the tossed gun
Let's move and get down
Let's move and get down
Here we come
Let's move and get down
Come on, come on
Let's move and get down
Into the right tunes we hit the right rhymes
I fuck with blackberries and dimes and butter tens
Here we come
Here we come yo
Come on, come on
Good on my right and shuffle on my other hand
This shit's like cold grits without the hot sauce
I hold mines while these cowboys pop it off
I dig her fashion, smash into my memory
Let's move this government and get down
Here we come
Let's move and get down
Let's move and get down
A humble dude and never will pretend to be
The type of artist that's desired for the industry
Here we come yo
But in the long run, you really lost one
Spread in a different look to charred and battered lands
I treats her so kind sweet nothings at nighttime
A simple dude who can exude the talents and
I got a bad bird nicknamed her sunshine
Here we come
Here we come
Here we come yo
Here we come yo
And in the club, shorty stays rear end of me
Here we come
Here we come yo
I am the captain of the hot butter-caravan
Here we come
You just a movie-dude, claimin' that you pop-soft
This government seems to me like it's off course
So what's a industry
Come on, come on
Here we come
Here we come
Come on, come on
Go through the checkpoints birds flip to po nine
Life is a tight rope, I'm dyin' the balance in
Come on, come on