Here We Come

L.I.F.E. Long ft. Swave Sevah - “Here We Come”
[Emcee(s): Swave Sevah and L.I.F.E. Long]
[Producer(s): IDE]

[Intro: Swave Sevah and L.I.F.E. Long]
Swave Sevah: Yep. Harlem
L.I.F.E. Long: Uh huh, come on. Creative Juices
Swave Sevah: Where’s Brooklyn?
L.I.F.E. Long: Strongheezy!
Swave Sevah: Swave Sevah
L.I.F.E. Long: We got Creative Juices
Swave Sevah: L.I.F.E. Long
L.I.F.E. Long: L.I.F.E. Leezy
Swave Sevah: Stronghold One through Ten
L.I.F.E. Long: Come on

[Verse 1: Swave Sevah]
Yeah, yo, yo
Is everybody listening here? (Yeah!) If you hear me
Crystalline-clear, then please put your fist in the air (You hear me?)
‘Cause me and L.I.F.E. Long fitting to rip it in here (Sup L.I.F.E.?)
And all y’all bitch niggas is fitting to catch feelings in here (Haha!)
Oh well. We could battle with a rapper for dough (What up?)
And if you don’t rap and got beef, meet me after the show (Come on)
‘Cause me? I’m never opposed to slapping a foe
You ditch niggas better act like you know, you heard me?

[Verse 2: L.I.F.E. Long]
Ayyo, where
Y’all headed? Face into Brickface Stucco
Leave grill pieces toothless when we connect, yo. Ayyo
We’re at it again, so go tell a friend
Me and Swave ‘bout to put an end to run-of-the-mill flows and trends
Stronghold even the score, Numbers One through Ten
Cave your chest in when we spit phlegm. Ayyo
We stay holding it down. It’s the Stronghold squadron from the
Blocks of Harlem to the clock in London

[Hook: L.I.F.E. Long]
This is for
The crowd applause, for you and yours
Blow the roof off for shows and doors. Crushing mics with
These flows on tours, hit you people with the uncut pure
Now, on my life, cats’ll know it’s raw. Raise your
Fist up

[Verse 3: L.I.F.E. Long and Swave Sevah]
[L.I.F.E. Long]
Ayyo
No need for an introduction up in functions (Nah)—y’all know
The crew (Stronghold!) in top percentile positions. The other
Squads be on the sidelines, wishing they could be
The Strong—come on, man, listen
[Swave Sevah]
Ayyo, word
Here’s an enlightening fact (Check it out): you and your whole crew
What you’re writing and the person you’re biting from wack (Eat it)
Stronghold on-point, writing exact (Cess)
Fans’ll black out—just give us a mic and a track
[L.I.F.E. Long]
And then it’s
Flows back-to-back, leave your whole crew smacked when we
Counterattack on a map, swing, hit, leave a
Fist imprint (Aah!). Swavy Crockett, L.I.F.E. Leezy
When combined, it’s like Power Man and Iron Fist
[Swave Sevah]
Sound’s twisted—that’s just how it is (Yup). Ever heard a song
Shut shit down, dawg? Well, now you did (This is it)
Stay puffing on a pound of piff, and even when I hear
Your songs on weed, they still sound like shit

[Hook: L.I.F.E. Long]
This is for
The crowd applause, for you and yours
Blow the roof off for shows and doors. Crushing mics with
These flows on tours, hit you people with the uncut pure
Now, on my life, cats’ll know it’s raw. Raise your
Fist up. Come on, what? Throw your
Fist up. Come on, what?