Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Here We Come, artist - Boot Camp Clik. Album song The Last Stand, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.07.2006
Record label: Duck Down
Song language: English
Here We Come |
Here We Come, Here We Come |
Here We Come, Here We Come |
(Yeah! Starang Wondah in the building) |
Here We Come, Here We Come |
(Dru-Ha, you know you my favorite white boy, right? Duck Down! |
Uh-huh, here we go, come on, y’all, bringin' forth Heltah Skeltah) |
Here We Come, Here We Come |
If you a dedicated soldier, say «Here We Come», let’s ride |
(Here We Come, oh) Here we go |
It’s time, take what’s ours, time to glow and shine (OK, Here We Come) |
What’s ours is ours and what’s y’alls is ours |
Brooklyn keep on takin' it, we shakin' all y’all cowards again |
(Here We Come) Here we go, it’s time, mound up, it’s goin' down (Sean P!) |
Hey yo, new shit, out of the blue, Freddy Adu kick |
Black and blue shit, fuck it, just listen to the music |
It’s Sean, once again, back it’s Da Incredible Rap Team |
Slap steam out your fuckin' physical frame |
Listen my nigga, Ruck is the name |
A broke rapper ready to rob niggas, tuck in your chain |
Rob a nigga for a buck and some change, play dice with that |
Doubled-up like «I don’t like the rap» |
Yo, son 'll get his same two fucks I don’t get |
Other than that, we the complete opposite |
He hot, I’m cold, he high, I’m low-down, he fast, I’m slow |
Or vice-versa, Yin & Yang, not from Atlanta, though |
No, I’m a New-Yorkian, Doctor Kevorkian |
Niggas ready to die, stick a fork in him |
I got a shot for him without a syringe |
To walk you up out of your misery quick as you go walk up out of your crib |
(Damn!) Monster mangler, madman man-handle a mob |
Of you mutha fuckas with a bad hand wanna see? |
He, he, he, I will mass transit strike down upon thee with massive vengeance |
And ye will know that I am thee Lord, Rock, damn it |
The hot-handed, respec-onizing whether you can or cannot stand it |
My Boot Camp is the best-est ever to do it, stupid |
When you see it, you better salute it, we steppin' to it |
Here We Come, Here We Come |
If you a dedicated soldier, say «Here We Come», let’s ride |
(Here We Come, oh) Here we go |
It’s time, take what’s our, it’s time to shine and glow (Hey, y’all) |
What’s ours is ours and what’s y’alls is ours |
Brooklyn keep on takin' it, we shakin' all y’all cowards again |
Here we go, it’s time, mound-up, it’s goin' down |
Sure, I’m the client, but I’m also the president |
And I’ll still rob your resident |
Ever since I became a MC, I made change |
And ain’t shit change, I’m the reason your chick came |
Literally and physically, she did it with me |
Now she takin' seeds out my weed |
And we gettin' nasty like sneezin' in food |
Twenty-four hours on the grind, we in that mood |
Yeah, 'For the People' we 'The Chosen Few' |
Worldwide Boot Camp, pay-per-whole a view |
Peep the symmetry, more then the symphony |
Now each song is a documentary |
The God’s drop the epilogue for greatness |
Took pain off faces, the rage mark pages |
From the block to the cages |
You our main inspiration when we rockin' on stages |
We came a little way from beats in the basements |
Stick-up kids, throw the heat to your faces |
And even though we don’t be meetin' them cases |
But we stuck on these chases to get these papers |
And the system is ancient, we dishin' the haters |
Wishin' that our Clik never make it, but |
We took it back to the basics |
Mastered The Matrix, BC crashin' the station |
(Hey yo) Here We Come (Uh-huh) Here We Come (Uh-huh) |
If you a dedicated soldier, say «Here We Come», let’s ride |
(Here We Come, oh) Here we go |
It’s time, take what’s ours, time to shine and glow, huh? |
What’s ours is ours and what’s y’alls is ours |
Brooklyn keep on takin' it, we shakin' all y’all cowards again |
(Yeah) Here we go, it’s time, mound-up, it’s goin' down |
You see, that’s what I’m talkin' about, man |
Sittin' here smokin' a Bob Marley the size of the Empire State Building |
Boot Camp Clik, revolution of revolutions |
(What's ours is ours and what’s y’alls is ours |
Brooklyn keep on takin' it, we shakin' all y’all cowards again) |
BDI, reflection of perfection |
You know, Starang One main gun, I’m out, yo |
(Here We Come) Bucktown USA, for life |
(If you a dedicated soldier, say «Here We Come», let’s ride) |
MFC! |
You know (Here We Come, Here We Come) |