Lyrics:
desire
Them sparks are gonna fly and we'll be
Shakin', shakin'
Tearin' down the walls
Little by little, inch by inch
Tearin' down the walls
much heaven no more
It's much harder to come by
I'm waiting in line
Nobody gets too much love anymore
It's as high as a mountain
And harder to climb
How
John the Baptizer
By the Jordan brook
Up comes this brood of vipers
Just to take a look
John says, "There's a comin' of glory
There's
of them niggas can fuck with the dreds
WHAT, WHAT, WHAT!
Yeah, yeah, I be keepin it movin, and be keepin it groovin
Rep for my niggas by showin
the talking ends
Well, listen, this night there'll be some action spent
Drive hard callin' all the shots
I got an ace card comin' down rocks
If you think
through memory lane
It's like that y'all, it's like that y'all
(Now let me take a trip down memory lane)
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
(Now let me take
We comin’, we comin’
Believe that we on
We comin’, we comin’
Who coming along?
We comin’, we comin’
Me and my brothers
We comin’, we comin’
Run for
You gonna die down,
Don't come down
Oh come now,
Don't mess around
You best to lie down
Or go see the sun
If you're feeling to number to get by now
this shit!
Prepare your motherfuckin selves, cause the shit is comin!
It's a motherfuckin, STORM! So Bo$$, and Dee, fuck that shit!
[Dee]
I got you
Yea
Hey
It's your boy Fat Al
Hey. This song right here, know what I'm sayin'
For all my hustlas that be comin' down
You comin' down and you play
Rollin' down the strip on Vogues
Comin' up, slammin' Cadillac doors
Me and you
Your mama and your cousin too
Rollin' down the strip on Vogues
Comin
How do you want it?
How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
How do you want it? (yeah)
How
How do you want it?
How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
How do you want it? (yeah)
How
from books that they were burnin',
Every leaf was turnin'; to watch him die, you know he had to die.
The summer sun looked down on him, his mother
the talking ends
Well, listen, this night there'll be some action spent
Drive hard callin' all the shots
I got an ace card comin' down rocks
If you think
rewind
And take us back in time
To the days when things were easy
See you when I’m dreamin
Waitin by the door for me
Like I’m comin home to ya
Yea I’m
Knicca, Infamous, Lord Infamous that is, Crunchy Black, we all in this thang
Mane it feel like the 90s' again up in this bitch
Its going down, Trap! Let's
yo)
Brick City, yeah! Staten Island, yeah!
Let's go (oh, yup! Let's go, yo)
Yeah, I'm comin down yo' block
And my sound's so loud it'll make
My dollars flip
My crew is strict
Don't fuck with it
We'll pull the clip
No rats, no snitch
I'm tryna get rich
Comin' down and I flip it good
Ridin'
pretty soon it turns out
You'll be comin' down now baby
You'll be comin' down
What goes around it comes around and
You'll be comin' down
Easy
to his whole damn fam, understand
If he frontin, on any man down with the Clan
I be comin, for that headpiece you can't cope
For my brother, I even kill
Chorus:
When night falls over the city
Gotta be ready cause it feels like
Somebody's comin to get me
Verse 1:
It's ten o'clock and darkness
the talking ends
Well, listen, this night there'll be some action spent
Drive hard callin' all the shots
I got an ace card comin' down rocks
If you think
Get down to a flow in sight
Get made by the end of the night
Coz it’s (Music and lights)
Joe we pass time with the booze and fights
Groove only in
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