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De La Soul

Genres: Hip-Hop

He Comes Lyrics - De La Soul

[Incomprehensible] 

A few short words, and whaddya know? 

Oh, whaddya know? He comes 

 

Down, like water, fresh out the clouds clown 

Drown you like terrible weather 

Nobody does it better than I, so approved by Carly Simon 

Most rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin' 

 

To all, rise and shine, give God the glory 

I already give a percent of mine to Bert and Cory 

And still got bills and employees to pay 

So excuse me Lord, we'll settle up towards the end of my days 

 

My ways of control is hard to swallow 

Known to lead, but some would rather see me follow behind 

Sorry to disappoint, but dis joint's mine 

Display your indie but say no 

 

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More or I'll blind you like spit did to Remo 

To the dirt and edit the clip and lost Kano 

My mens wear problems like Timbs 

See it all in they face, ask Mase, he got wars to win 

 

Scores to settle, crews to crush 

You rush right in to see him do it with a smile 

It's Long Isle y'all, longevity sustainin' my celebrity status 

From AM to PM, you see him on file y'all 

 

I was told to step righteous, so when it's done 

Everyone will say I stepped right 

And whether through religion, or stopped by the cop 

shinin' his flash in my face, I'm bound to see the light 

 

[Incomprehensible] 

A few short words, and whaddya know? 

Oh, whaddya know? He comes 

 

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Aiyyo, I'm up against these walls, here's my back stiff straight up 

Dazzle and razzlin' broads like I'm little Juan Magic 

Magnetically handle mics, they don't drop 

Top drama every time these commas don't drop 

 

Pop spots like lint on your shirt, the net worth 

To shoot the rock homey in many courts of ball 

Four couldn't do it, so we bring all six 

I circumcise the track, you just a dick 

 

Overlapped and hooded 

Skin repeated like Stutterin' John 

I repeat like yesterday, it don't stop 

George of this poor life pop, put to Scarlet 

In a place she believes, much better than your lies 

 

She say she lookin' better in my eyes, bullshit 

Same crock she done ran to duck, crammin' to fuck 

I put the pudding on her like Bill Cosby 

I tried to speak my piece in court but Judge Mills paused me 

 

Bifocusedly die hopeless sometimes 

Yo cry your poker face, you oughta try it one time 

When God is an non pos', you stand to download 

Demanded like slaves on trial, we want free 

 

Man cock aim ready, it's time you MC 

So you rappers bust bee-bee guns, graffiti runs 

Through my veins since cable with the wired remote 

Woodgrainin' like you wired his float 

 

C'mon, Pretty Toney and De La Soul 

We was rhymin through the frozen street since 8 years old 

Take us back to eighty-eight, you couldn't catch our flow 

A group of kids so original, you heard? 

 

C'mon, Pretty Toney and De La Soul 

We was rhymin through the frozen street since 8 years old 

Take us back to eighty-eight, you couldn't catch our flow 

A group of kids so original 

 

Tony 'Tana with big hammers for bad manners who got 'em 

We kiss cannons for Scrangelous crew, and his whack dancers 

Bitin' is forbidden pah, pay that tax 

And don't you ever look at us funny, boy, we'll bring rap back 

 

And that'll hurt you like Superman, chased by a group of men 

With dyna-mics, real hip-hop'll do you in 

For you like Loo Goo Kim, or Moo Loo Inn 

Hula hoop all bitches crew full with brand new Keds 

 

Cutmaster kill 'em, make sure we cut classics 

Buck bastards in broad day and tuck caskets 

Next to Uday and Qusay, how can the group shoot the PA 

And just lay whooptay, whooptay? 

 

Use the ruse, sport beads and snatch a dude's toupee 

Since tunin' into T-La Rock'n AJ 

Ghostface gats is freshed squeezed like a glass of OJ 

Girls you can go cruising' in my OJ 

 

[Incomprehensible] 

A few short words, and whaddya know? 

Oh, whaddya know? He comes 

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