Listen to Here I Come (feat. Dice Raw & Malik B.) by The Roots

Here I Come (feat. Dice Raw & Malik B.)

The Roots

Hip-Hop/Rap

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The Roots - Here I Come (Feat. Dice Raw & Malik B)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Roots
The Roots
Performer
Dice Raw
Dice Raw
Additional Vocals
Malik B.
Malik B.
Vocals
Black Thought
Black Thought
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tarik Trotter
Tarik Trotter
Composer
Malik Smart
Malik Smart
Composer
K. Gray
K. Gray
Composer
L. Hubbard
L. Hubbard
Composer
K. Douglas
K. Douglas
Composer
F. Walker
F. Walker
Composer
Karl Jenkins
Karl Jenkins
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Roots
The Roots
Producer
Owen Biddle
Owen Biddle
Additional Producer
Pedro Martinez
Pedro Martinez
Additional Producer
Brook D'Leau
Brook D'Leau
Additional Producer
Jon Smeltz
Jon Smeltz
Recording Engineer
Russell Elevado
Russell Elevado
Recording Engineer
Robert Dorsey
Robert Dorsey
Recording Engineer
Jason Goldstein
Jason Goldstein
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

He said, "Yeah, you better come out with Your hands up, we got you surrounded" I'm in the back, changing my outfit He said, "Blink, we gon' send the hounds in" I said "Wait, 'cause here I come Here I come, here I come You boys get ready, 'cause here I come Here I come, here I come" He said, "Yeah, you better come out with Your hands up, we got you surrounded" I'm in the back, changing my outfit He said, "Blink, we gon' send the hounds in" I said "Wait, 'cause here I come Here I come, here I come You boys get ready, 'cause here I come Here I come, here I come, yeah" Uh, I'm soul brother 100 How much charisma could another one stomach? If I be the prisoner then I wasn't more cunning Or wise, if I come outside, I'm not running Stone lone wolf of the pack, the unwanted I really got nothin' to hide, I'm 'bout cuttin' Go out in a blaze, wouldn't pop one button I'ma murk, half hurt, leave the cop dogs huntin' The pretty black one in the group, the smooth villain Under fire 'cause I'm pennin' the words that move millions Slide right in front of your eyes, true brilliance It's a new bad moon on the rise, who feelin' it? New true skill in it y'all, The Roots still in it Ready plus willin', it's all the true killer shit You know we got 'em involved, we too diligent They say the music is strong and too militant He said, "Yeah, you better come out with Your hands up, we got you surrounded" I'm in the back, changing my outfit He said, "Blink, we gon' send the hounds in" I said "Wait, 'cause here I come Here I come, here I come You boys get ready, 'cause here I come Here I come, here I come, yeah" Black Inc, raw life in this whatchamacallit Weed smokin' junkie alcoholic One foot in the grave, one foot in the toilet Still I'm onstage, in front of an audience Disturbing the peace, and the local ordinance This pimp shit popping, I need coordinates My ETA, I'll arrive by morning Money long like the arms on Alonzo Mourning Vampire chicks suck blood, dusk to dawn and Waitin' to catch me sleep but I'm not yawnin' They in the VIP, at the Garden They gon jump me when I stop performing I got something for them behind the organ I always roll deep with my squadron The sheriff out front gon' sic the dogs in That nigga talkin 'bout he got warrants He said, "Yeah, you better come out with Your hands up, we got you surrounded" I'm in the back, changing my outfit He said, "Blink, we gon' send the hounds in" I said "Wait, 'cause here I come Here I come, here I come You boys get ready, 'cause here I come Here I come, here I come, yeah" I'm in the darkness, heartless, fuck you regardless Move with hardness, y'all just pressin' charges It's often injury, floss and force my entry This penitentiary, knockin' up niggas for centuries It's elementary like KRS and evidently Incidents they all stress, I'm lawless That's my problem, evolve and never solve them Chill in Harlem, bang you, bring you stardom You full of boredom, bastard, you been aborted Bring your neck out, bring the Tec out, absorb it See you check out, and then step out the orbit Blow your flesh out 'til I'm fresh out my torment Street apostle, pop shit, preach the gospel Still I'm hostile, sippin' a deuce when possible Turn into a monster, grouchy, gimme the Oscar Hit you like vodka, then screech off in a Mazda He said, "Yeah, you better come out with Your hands up, we got you surrounded" I'm in the back, changing my outfit He said, "Blink, we gon' send the hounds in" I said "Wait, 'cause here I come Here I come, here I come You boys get ready, 'cause here I come Here I come, here I come" He said, "Yeah, you better come out with Your hands up, we got you surrounded" I'm in the back, changing my outfit He said, "Blink, we gon' send the hounds in" I said "Wait, 'cause here I come Here I come, here I come You boys get ready, 'cause here I come Here I come, here I come"
Writer(s): Richard Nichols, Malik Smart, Karl B. Jenkins, Ahmir K. Thompson, Tarik L. Collins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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