Comin’ for the Datazz

[Hook]
"Here we come, here we come, here we kiddy-come-come" -- Run-D.M.C

[Verse 1: Guru]
I hit the chicks with the nice round heinies
Play a ho like a ho, play a sucka like stymied
Try me and you'll descend into your end
Never thought it could be you, well think again, my friend
My pen illuminates and dooms the fakes
You're soon to break, you're strawberry like shortcake
I'm in that ass with my Timbs all day
You couldn't tarnish my rep, so you crept away
Just behave and be a good son
Or else I'm bringin' the noise, 'cause most emcees are puns
Used to chill in Roxbury, now I'm comin' outta Brooklyn
Herb niggas are assed out, y'all get tooken
Or taken, and that's word to all rude bwoy Jamaican
I swing bitch, yes I'm crankin'
Just like an Alpine, a deadly rhyme, brand spankin' new
Pumped to put some lead in your crew
A hollow point shot, 'cause your weak shallow point's
Not hittin', should've gave up from the beginning
But since you're bluffin' with your tape that's trash
Tell your peeps that we comin for datazz

[Hook]
"Here we come, here we come, here we kiddy-come-come" -- Run-D.M.C

[Verse 2]
Who's that lurkin' in the dark with the hoodie strapped
Puffin' on a blizz, mellow meditatin' black?
I ain't impressed, 'cause the rest they fess
Sometimes I wanna flip, clap a hole in they chest
But I lay back as I prepare for the payback
And drop the master rhymes with the mad crew from way back
I stay back, I watch, the whole job, you botched
Couldn't maintain, it's like your brain just stopped
But the Gang is on the prowl, kid, like Lecter
Paint a logo with your blood so you niggas remember
The Chain and the Star, mystical and never typical
The average rap group ain't even equipped to go
Head up, I'm dead up, you ducks could never last
You fakin' jacks, we comin for datazz

[Hook]
"Here we come, here we come, here we kiddy-come-come" -- Run-D.M.C

[Verse 3]
I heard some hardheaded punks wanna see me
Jealous of a nigga just because he's on TV
You know the video shows that you be watchin'
Call up and request so you can see it more often
My persona sheds more light than a nova
'Cause niggas are soldier, yo this war, it ain't over
And ain't no stopping like McFadden and Whitehead
You might get dead, fuckin' around like you do
Pursue the knowledge that's available
Before your chump-style game and your punk friends fail you
Gonna dissect your brain for a minute
Look at your puny ass world and what's in it
Nothin', that's how long you've been frontin'
I figured by now that you've come up with somethin'
But you're still the same snake with my name on your mind
Wanna know what I'm doin', wanna know why I shine?
'Cause I'm the rebirth, so now you gotta see me first
I kick more facts than paperbacks for research
And knees hurt, next you feel 'em bucklin'
The huge pussy look on your face reveals the sucker
Inside of ya, because I checked the way you're ridin' the
Jimsome, better sing more than a hymn, son
Never sustain the true pain of my wisdom
Never be able to touch Gang Starr
True indeed, I believe in takin' my words far
Across the seas and deserts, through the trees and grass
And if you ain't on point, then we comin for datazz

[Hook]
"Here we come, here we come, here we kiddy-come-come" -- Run-D.M.C
* DJ Premier cuts n scratches *