Come, come, come, come, comin' at you
come, comin' at you
come, comin' at you

Yo, Peep the style and the kids checking for it
The number one question is
How could you ignore it?
We drop right back in the cut
Over basement tracks
With raps that got you backing this up like
(rewind that)
We're just rolling with the rhythm
Rise from the ashes of the stylistic division
Not to be forgotten
But still unforgiven
But in the meantime there are those who wanna
Talk this and that
So I suppose
that it gets to a point feelings gotta get hurt
And get dirty with the people spreading the dirt
It goes

Try to give you warning
But everyone ignores me
(Told you everything loud and clear)
But nobody's listening
Call to you so clearly
But you don't want to hear me
(Told you everything loud and clear)
But nobody's listening

I got a
Heart full of pain
Head full of stress
Handfull of anger
Held in my chest
And everything left is a waste of time
I hate my rhymes
(But hate everyone else's more)
I'm riding on the back of this pressure
Guessing that it's better
I cant keep myself together
Because all of this stress
Gave me something to write on
The pain gave me something
I could set my sights on
You never forget the blood sweat and tears
The uphill struggle over years
The fear and the trash talking
And the people it was to
And the people that started it
Just like you

Try to give you warning

But everyone ignores me
(Told you everything loud and clear)
But nobody's listening
Call to you so clearly
But you don't want to hear me
(Told you everything loud and clear)
But nobody's listening

I got a
Heart full of pain
Head full of stress
Handful of anger
Held in my chest
Uphill struggle
Blood, sweat and tears
Nothing to gain
Everything to fear
Heart full of pain
Head full of stress
Handful of anger
Held in my chest
Uphill struggle
Blood, sweat and tears
Nothing to gain
Everything to fear
Heart full of pain
(heart full of pain, heart full of pain)

Try to give you warning
But everyone ignores me
(Told you everything loud and clear)
But nobody's listening
Call to you so clearly
But you don't want to hear me
(Told you everything loud and clear)
But nobody's listening

I got a heart full of pain
Head full of stress
(nobody's listening)
Hand full of anger
Held in my chest
(nobody's listening)
uphill struggle
Blood, sweat, and tears
(nobody's listening)
Nothing to gain,
Everything to fear
(nobody's listening)

come, come, come, come comin at you
come, comin, comin, come comin at you
come, comin, come, come comin at you
come, come, come, comin at you
from every side.

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