Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Come Out My Way, artist - Tommy BDate of issue: 12.12.2019
Song language: English
Come Out My Way |
| The passion is war like a Monday night in the stakes |
| With the papers used to get high with your mates |
| Fuck the old me, I buried him |
| I come back as man and I’m wiping the slate (clean) |
| Geezers get themselves right in a state |
| Whenever I grab the mic and I spray |
| They can’t get in my lane I travel at light-speed |
| When I ride beats I can’t use the highway |
| So hit the highway you little mug |
| I’m fucked up like sluts doing bumps in the pub |
| Couple man told me I shouldn’t do grime |
| How can I stop I’m in love with the stuff |
| This ain’t no game to me but I can make emcees get stuck in the mud |
| I’m way too abrupt I’ll be shaking 'em up |
| They ain’t got no heart like I aimed at their lung |
| Any bets on the table I’m takin' 'em up |
| Laughing the whole way down to the bookies |
| Wanna know why I don’t do too many sets anymore? |
| I can’t be surrounded by rookies |
| These guys just piss me off like the geezers on beaches shouting 'lookie' |
| I don’t understand their gibberish, it’s like they’re speaking in wookie |
| I ain’t fucking around today I ain’t coming around to play |
| You better come out my way, you better come out my way |
| I ain’t fucking around today I ain’t coming around to play |
| You better come out my way, you better come out my way |
| I ain’t fucking around today I ain’t coming around to play |
| You better come out my way, you better come out my way |
| I don’t care what you’ve done with a Pyrex bowl |
| On the microphone I still dissect fully |
| If I get booked for a rave up north be warned when I tell you it’s gonna get |
| mucky |
| Heard a certain guy say he was gonna spin me |
| Hold on wait how could he? |
| I’m top of the table and I’m more than capable |
| Come against T you’ll break like cookies |
| So stop milkin' it you can’t censor me I won’t filter it |
| I’ve been down in the dumps so low that I didn’t have no will to live |
| So just seal your lips |
| You ain’t felt my pain, you ain’t been where I’ve been |
| God holds my reins |
| I used to mask my emotions |
| These days I just show my face |
| I’m way off the scale it can’t hold my weight |
| I was off the rails until I found my faith |
| If you did the same thing expecting a different result |
| Then surely that’s insane |
| Done it anyway and I run myself into the ground |
| But now man are out of the cage |
| Free roaming the scene with a dream that my music could make a change |
| I ain’t fucking around today I ain’t coming around to play |
| You better come out my way, you better come out my way |
| I ain’t fucking around today I ain’t coming around to play |
| You better come out my way, you better come out my way |
| I ain’t fucking around today I ain’t coming around to play |
| You better come out my way, you better come out my way |
| Brother I’m not fucking around but ladies in my life say otherwise |
| So ahead of myself in this race it’s like I was sent back from another time |
| McFly will find a son in grime |
| Who’s like I can’t ride with no-one I’m nice |
| Baking you might get bun or sliced |
| I ain’t faking I’m here with a bloody knife |
| I’m cutting my own two legs off |
| And they still ain’t coming up the sides |
| You messed up then died when I touched the mic |
| I’ve been killing emcees since double 05 |
| Body count like Bundy |
| Spun me, who? |
| That’s nothing but a bag full of lies |
| If they think that they’re looking on point then they will be when I put tacs |
| in their eyes |
| Whatever they throw at me I’ll cope with |
| Keep it moving I’m a poet in motion |
| Keep abusin' everybody inside this of this hopeless ocean full up with jokers |
| Parasites I see vultures politics and all the hocus pocus |
| I ain’t fucking around today tomorrow, the next day after is hopeless |
| Tryna swing with Jim, to swing with Jim is like trying to rid the bling off any |
| real man here |
| That be doing this thing it’s on top like OT when we stormed in |
| Rest in peace Stormin' |
| Like a poker bet it’s all in now fuck 'em |
| I told Tommy B keep coming with the bars so hard retards can’t touch 'em |
| I ain’t fucking around today I ain’t fucking around today |
| Tomorrow, next year, the year after |
| You might wanna stay well away |
| I ain’t fucking around today I ain’t fucking around today |
| Tomorrow, next year, the year after |
| So you might wanna stay well away |