Goodie Mob

Goodie Mob - The Coming lyrics

rate me

As I begin fall in, I spark da riot

No longer quiet, I got a voice that's in ya ear

Stand clear, it's madness everywhere I look

But can't see so much I can't explain how I feel on da real

Everyday is like a ferris, looking to find some wheels

Homey after homey dying over humbug

Keeping my mind immune to pain

I'm going insane just thinking about the past

At last it's a future I can see much more that I got older

So I know how the game goes telling me like I can't cope

It's the dope you smoke that's why you looking at me ready to jack

Cause that crack got your back broke

Have to learn the hard way out the hood

Thank it's real when it's flaw I saw

This nigga get shot in front of my school it wasn't cool

That gangsta shit affects not poppin off just da 'jects

360 degrees all due with respect

It's da comin' of da killin' tool click...

Come back to prove it

Atlanta's got a killin' tool

Killin' tool click, watch the killin' tool click

Waa-taaah, tha angelical Ninja when ya blink

You'll need a shrink, how da fuck did you think

Dat I could be sniped nigga, see you fuckin' right

I'm mo' try to kill ya, straight drill ya, I take my fuckin life serious

You attack my self defense is war period

I know niggas all over the SWATS

Niggaz that'll get in yo' ass on the spot

Concoct like a wise wizard juts cuz I wear tha red eye

You may think I'm a high nigga, but looks could be deceiving

God lives within me and brother I feel him

I speak to God before I take my gat and juice ya

Cause he tha one that's holding my future

See as you learn me you journey out of time

Cause your present state I gotta take ya out ya mind

Y'all done let tha devil tear your perfect world up

Got men sleepin wit men and girls wit girls

Seems all right to you, hey but to me that's taboo, yes I do

Fuck that dumb shit I comes out wit

Drums hit some get tha hummin'

Comin from tha witch doctor's gun in killin' tool click

Atlanta's gotta killin' tool click

Bill wash my mouth out with soap sent you home with yo' shit pokin out

The loft shoutin' out obscenities

No it's just a dream, but I'm a sore loser

Figg murder, crosses burnin' in my front yard

KKK throwin up rallies but not no more in these parts

Trespassers gets penalized...

2:13 A.M. basic nine channel surfin'

This one-eyed monster servin it's purpose

Clampett's biggest hustle, nineteen-ninety-nine

Three dollars plus shippin'n'handlin

Majory credit card holders accepted

But I'm a minority septic tank on ABC...

Turner Broadcasting figures already done took over this beg

System just still runnin'... to be or not to be done in

At the push of a button is the question

I think they got this beh rigged to blow up in my face

Duddy the first Afro-can American to walk in space

Now who you think had the pleasure of tryin on they new shit

The nightmare continues, are we just penny gig's

It's da comin' of da killin' tool click...

Come back to prove it

Atlanta's got a killin' tool

Killin' tool click, watch the killin' tool click

East Point...

On the concrete is where I make my money at

On this concrete is where I make my livin' at

On this concrete is where your blood can flow

On this concrete fool if I don't get tha dough

I'm pumpin thangs out of suite 116

Got the Arab sewed up, stitched up, buckle up, buckle down, hit the sto'

7-Tre-1 as soon as I exit 166, traffic gettin' stuck, but fuck this

I hit tha back streets, ended up coming down Childress

Ain't no space, cut through the Fina, so I park, I hit my usual

I fuck and hold, flip and fold, no life insurance, but I got my Grady card

Depress me, stress me, tha same that exploit me

Suppress me, break Cam, run thinkin' of a son trying to see through tha fog

Just to see how far who's coming out the woods

And I suggest you don't fuck wit us

(ha ha ha) cracker you stuck wit us

And you know how long we been waiting for you

Devil, We know what you been contemplating to do

We have been here before, but surprise again

It is time for niggaz to uprise again

But we've been down for so long that you wondering how

It ain't a weapon taht you got that can stop me now

Because we don't die... won't die...

And won't never get no better if we don't try

But don't get scared niggaz get prepared, I gotta care

Cause them fuckin' devils never cared so come and find us

Get behind us

If you ain't hear the message clear, then rewind us

Cause we comin'

It's da comin' of da killin' tool click...

Come back to prove it

Atlanta's got a killin' tool

Killin' tool click, watch the killin' tool click

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