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Im Coming
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East Coast Rap
Im Coming was released on October 7, 2016 by B.M.B Entertainment as a part of the album Im Coming - Single
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Release DateOctober 7, 2016
LabelB.M.B Entertainment
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Beanie Sigel
Beanie Sigel
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dwight E. Grant ASCAP
Dwight E. Grant ASCAP
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Fuck it, I'm coming
[Verse 2]
Somebody got to die, either this guy or this guy
Either way, somebody mama throwin' a fish fry
Bigger the beef, bigger the clip size
Home depot trips, duct tapes, zip ties
[Verse 3]
Was gonna leave it dead, let shit slide
Bug **** pushin' my fuckin' button, I gotta fuck up somethin'
I'm thinkin' churches and hearses
ER trips, IV drips and nurses
[Verse 4]
Homicides for purchase
But I think I might work this
Cash that check myself though
Vest with the velcro, clip from the wrist to the elbow
[Verse 5]
Draco small but the drum can't fit in the belt though
Trench coat still can't tell though
It is what it is but we ain't gonna dwell though
Shit hit the fan, cuz, just don't tell though
[Verse 6]
(I respect what he's done)
(New overthrows the old)
(It's natural)
[Verse 7]
Ambulance screamin' up the block
Shots so loud, can barely hear 'em screamin' stop
Vaguely hear somebody screamin' cops
Spray the family while they grievin' at his plot
[Verse 8]
On target till I off it
You want me off your head? where that bread, ****, cough it
Issue me a ticket or I'll park it
Or I get you fitted for that coffin
[Verse 9]
Just when I thought I was out
They pulled me back in
[Verse 10]
Back on course with no remorse
Like the fat guy from Bedstuy, kick in doors
Everybody gettin' on the floor
Everybody in this bitch get it but the the whore
[Verse 11]
Bitch, where that bag at?
Yeah, yeah, I love them too but where that tab at?
Somebody cashin' out or I'm blastin' out
Talk about what? Ain't shit to ration out
[Verse 12]
You drew that line so I'ma cross it
Now lay in between them lines when they chalk it
Catch you at the Clearport, extra cartridge
Ain't no jets departin', only death departin'
[Verse 13]
Teterboro with the barrel, exercise the plan
Understand you ain't never too fly to land
How you goin' through, your face or your feet?
Hogtied, broom in your ass, you in too deep
[Verse 14]
Fuckin' withe crypt keeper, grim reaper
You just a tweeter, I'm the knock in the devil's speaker
Stop, this is bigger than Omeeka
I wanted you and ITY, Latifah
[Verse 15]
Switch this horror flick, double feature
Gee, what **** do for money, my brothers keeper
A sucker way out is steal him
Face said look him in his eyes 'fore you kill him
[Verse 16]
****, you weak for real
You did that for Meek?
You shoulda did it for Mills
[Verse 17]
Bitch, you shoulda did it for real
Got **** checkin' under cars 'fore they get in they wheel
Before I check you up to God, better get in your will
You **** better pick a side 'fore I get in the field
[Verse 18]
Ain't gon' have no picks when I'm blickin' the steel
Everybody gettin' fired when I'm clickin' the drill
Uh-huh, papa gave out warnings, not me
Just another body for mama to ID
[Verse 19]
You could play a game but not me
All shells, no stripes, Y three
Heart cross your windpipe, cannot breathe
One cannot fight what one cannot see
[Verse 20]
Yeah, and I be there when the smoke clear
Drown in your own blood, ****, soak there
I pluck you then rock him, I ain't no joke, yeah
Check out my felonies, check, check out my felonies
[Verse 21]
Sell your soul, sell your ass what you tellin' me
Fuckin' faggots, pussies
Been doin' this, fuckin' rookies
Crush your whole empire cookies
Why the fuck would you push me?
[Verse 22]
And no more ruckus, I'm reckless
What you expected, I'm coming
Written by: Dwight E. Grant ASCAP
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