Testo Come Thru - Erick Sermon
Testo della canzone Come Thru (Erick Sermon), tratta dall'album Music
It's time for some action
That Redman shit that he come with
The rap supreme Naseem Hamed
When I hit the jam, comin' straight for the head
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
Who like my shit? Cause I come through
Like a new German made car for the paid
Yes we the five double O, S in front
No future in your frontin', yo pillow pop the trunk
I'm Imp the Dimp, the ladies pimp
The women fight, for my delight
Cause I'm the green-eyed bandit in the place to be
That shocked the house, no doubt, nigga please
Y'all know we come through the club
Steppin' like ba-boom-boom-burp
In rap, niggas call me the mack
Cause I pimp the track
Y'all know we come through the club
Steppin' like ba-boom-boom-burp
Make sure my fam got my back
It's just like that
I float like Muhammad, I'm the bomb shit
Rappin' grenade, explode when the track is laid
Whatever the era is, the E'll outlast 'em
Like ching and ride right past 'em
Amazing, my conversation blazed 'em
I shot one 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
I rock hard, call me a rock star
Jimmy Jagger, I rock where the blocks are
I come through when my time is leisure
In a big black something with 15 speakers
Screwface me, you ain't hard neither
Bump your head, just a thug with amnesia
God bless ya, my style is so phat
That's why I got high blood pressure
Y'all know we come through the club
Steppin' like ba-boom-boom-burp
In rap, niggas call me the mack
Cause I pimp the track
Y'all know we come through the club
Steppin' like ba-boom-boom-burp
Make sure my fam got my back
It's just like that
Y'all know we come through the club
Steppin' like ba-boom-boom-burp
In rap, niggas call me the mack
Cause I pimp the track
Y'all know we come through the club
Steppin' like ba-boom-boom-burp
Make sure my fam got my back
It's just like that
(Eric say it) Yeah, put your hands up
Just like music, feel the cut
(Eric say it) Do what you like
Huh, rock like this all night
(Eric say it) To all my homegirls
Do you now
(Eric say it) To all my homeboys
Get money and keep it real, one
Credits
Writer(s): Curtis Mayfield, Erick S. Sermon, Cha Cha
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