The Coming Lyrics - Soul Food - Goodie Mob

As I begin fall in, I spark da riot 

No longer quiet, I got a voice that's in ya ear 

Stand clear, it's madness everywhere I look 

But can't see so much I can't explain how I feel on da real 

Everyday is like a ferris, looking to find some wheels 

Homey after homey dying over humbug 

Keeping my mind immune to pain 

I'm going insane just thinking about the past 

At last it's a future I can see much more that I got older 

So I know how the game goes telling me like I can't cope 

It's the dope you smoke that's why you looking at me ready to jack 

Cause that crack got your back broke 

Have to learn the hard way out the hood 

Thank it's real when it's flaw I saw 

This nigga get shot in front of my school it wasn't cool 

That gangsta shit affects not poppin off just da 'jects 

360 degrees all due with respect 

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It's da comin' of da killin' tool click... 

Come back to prove it 

Atlanta's got a killin' tool 

Killin' tool click, watch the killin' tool click 

Waa-taaah, tha angelical Ninja when ya blink 

You'll need a shrink, how da fuck did you think 

Dat I could be sniped nigga, see you fuckin' right 

I'm mo' try to kill ya, straight drill ya, I take my fuckin life serious 

You attack my self defense is war period 

I know niggas all over the SWATS 

Niggaz that'll get in yo' ass on the spot 

Concoct like a wise wizard juts cuz I wear tha red eye 

You may think I'm a high nigga, but looks could be deceiving 

God lives within me and brother I feel him 

I speak to God before I take my gat and juice ya 

Cause he tha one that's holding my future 

See as you learn me you journey out of time 

Cause your present state I gotta take ya out ya mind 

Y'all done let tha devil tear your perfect world up 

Got men sleepin wit men and girls wit girls 

Seems all right to you, hey but to me that's taboo, yes I do 

Fuck that dumb shit I comes out wit 

Drums hit some get tha hummin' 

Comin from tha witch doctor's gun in killin' tool click 

Atlanta's gotta killin' tool click 

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Bill wash my mouth out with soap sent you home with yo' shit pokin out 

The loft shoutin' out obscenities 

No it's just a dream, but I'm a sore loser 

Figg murder, crosses burnin' in my front yard 

KKK throwin up rallies but not no more in these parts 

Trespassers gets penalized... 

2: 13 A.M. basic nine channel surfin' 

This one-eyed monster servin it's purpose 

Clampett's biggest hustle, nineteen-ninety-nine 

Three dollars plus shippin'n'handlin 

Majory credit card holders accepted 

But I'm a minority septic tank on ABC... 

Turner Broadcasting figures already done took over this beg 

System just still runnin'... to be or not to be done in 

At the push of a button is the question 

I think they got this beh rigged to blow up in my face 

Duddy the first Afro-can American to walk in space 

Now who you think had the pleasure of tryin on they new shit 

The nightmare continues, are we just penny gig's 

It's da comin' of da killin' tool click... 

Come back to prove it 

Atlanta's got a killin' tool 

Killin' tool click, watch the killin' tool click 

East Point... 

On the concrete is where I make my money at 

On this concrete is where I make my livin' at 

On this concrete is where your blood can flow 

On this concrete fool if I don't get tha dough 

I'm pumpin thangs out of suite 116 

Got the Arab sewed up, stitched up, buckle up, buckle down, hit the sto' 

7-Tre-1 as soon as I exit 166, traffic gettin' stuck, but fuck this 

I hit tha back streets, ended up coming down Childress 

Ain't no space, cut through the Fina, so I park, I hit my usual 

I fuck and hold, flip and fold, no life insurance, but I got my Grady card 

Depress me, stress me, tha same that exploit me 

Suppress me, break Cam, run thinkin' of a son trying to see through tha fog 

Just to see how far who's coming out the woods 

And I suggest you don't fuck wit us 

(ha ha ha) cracker you stuck wit us 

And you know how long we been waiting for you 

Devil, We know what you been contemplating to do 

We have been here before, but surprise again 

It is time for niggaz to uprise again 

But we've been down for so long that you wondering how 

It ain't a weapon taht you got that can stop me now 

Because we don't die... won't die... 

And won't never get no better if we don't try 

But don't get scared niggaz get prepared, I gotta care 

Cause them fuckin' devils never cared so come and find us 

Get behind us 

If you ain't hear the message clear, then rewind us 

Cause we comin' 

It's da comin' of da killin' tool click... 

Come back to prove it 

Atlanta's got a killin' tool 

Killin' tool click, watch the killin' tool click