Come On Lyrics

Ugh, ugh, scorpion sting crush

A.T.U. with DJ EQ

Come on [scratched] "Come on"

Come on, "Come on" Scorpion sting crush

Come on, "Come on"

Butterfly wing dust, scorpion sting crush

Lion tough, lion rough

COME ON, follow and burrow and bite

I'ma twirl the line when you cross and my phenomenon strikes

Tomorrow tonight like it's the Armageddon fight

The bomb in my book, drop it when I'm ready to write

It truly run through me, like the blood's in my pen

and the ink's in my veins while I'm thinkin these thangs

Got my brain overloaded often

My life gotta change before I go to my coffin

Not in the game for sortin, we offer the pain of losses

Hope I ain't the end to pallbear

Because many are slain, I'm cautious

I'm tryin to refrain from nightmare

I'm wakin in cold sweats, I eliminate stress to my own best ability

None of you rappers shiver me timbers

What if a fashion statement Ab makes em remember

'Stract Rude with the massive agenda

Come on, "Come on"

I said come on, "Come on"

Come on, "Come on" scorpion sting crush

Come on, "Come on" scorpion sting crush

Shadowbox, hit the punch bag, acceptor

Won't win battlin, Tribe Unique's got wetter

Who that sayin the Ab ain't gainin the game

They're mistakin identity and blasphemy of my name

Breakin your energy field, lion untamed

Smartest of the artists, hardest of thugs gettin game

Like mobbers were marching that Malcolm X-type pain

Fill out the carcass with heavy blood flow, slain

Gotta rhyme for each kind in your crew
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Too tight to go against, to the severity of your punishment

reflects the gravity of the offence

Heavy casualties, my battles be intense (ugh)

Your lyrical obituary reads that of the events

that took place, I gave chase, you couldn't save face

What a disgrace, that's what makes great heavyweights

Come on "Come on"

Come on, "Come on" scorpion sting crush

Come on "Come on"

Come on, "Come on" scorpion sting crush

You could train five miles on an exercise bike

but you couldn't gain my styles, we the flexin em type

Though I appear docile, I know when to get hype

You wanna make me hostile on the radio mic

And when I'm in person it's worst, my no rehearsin, free versin

And it hurts when I let my jagged edged words disperse

You won't get a word in edge, why? Cos I served ya first

You can second guess and live to rhyme, what's your purpose on Earth?

Well I write in cursive and print, and jot down in my pad

Toss out your turf in the war, til you throw out the white flag

Surrender contender, when I chop your lumbar say "Timber!"

And I got your number, 17th of November, I take you under

My inner eye, a thunder remembers like elephants

with big trunks and big tusks, big topics to discuss

Butterfly wing dust, scorpion sting crush

Lion tough, lion rough, alright

Mass Men, A.T.U. with DJ EQ

"Come on" Come on

"Come on" I said come on

"Come on" I said come on, scorpion sting crush

Scorpion sting crush

Come on! Scorpion sting crush

A.T.U. with DJ EQ

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