Lyrics Here I Come - The Roots , Dice Raw
He
said,
"Yeah,
you
better
come
out
with
Your
hands
up,
we
got
you
surrounded"
I'm
in
the
back,
changing
my
outfit
He
said,
"Blink,
we
gon'
send
the
hounds
in"
I
said
"Wait,
'cause
here
I
come
Here
I
come,
here
I
come
You
boys
get
ready,
'cause
here
I
come
Here
I
come,
here
I
come"
He
said,
"Yeah,
you
better
come
out
with
Your
hands
up,
we
got
you
surrounded"
I'm
in
the
back,
changing
my
outfit
He
said,
"Blink,
we
gon'
send
the
hounds
in"
I
said
"Wait,
'cause
here
I
come
Here
I
come,
here
I
come
You
boys
get
ready,
'cause
here
I
come
Here
I
come,
here
I
come,
yeah"
Uh,
I'm
soul
brother
100
How
much
charisma
could
another
one
stomach?
If
I
be
the
prisoner
then
I
wasn't
more
cunning
Or
wise,
if
I
come
outside,
I'm
not
running
Stone
lone
wolf
of
the
pack,
the
unwanted
I
really
got
nothin'
to
hide,
I'm
'bout
cuttin'
Go
out
in
a
blaze,
wouldn't
pop
one
button
I'ma
murk,
half
hurt,
leave
the
cop
dogs
huntin'
The
pretty
black
one
in
the
group,
the
smooth
villain
Under
fire
'cause
I'm
pennin'
the
words
that
move
millions
Slide
right
in
front
of
your
eyes,
true
brilliance
It's
a
new
bad
moon
on
the
rise,
who
feelin'
it?
New
true
skill
in
it
y'all,
The
Roots
still
in
it
Ready
plus
willin',
it's
all
the
true
killer
shit
You
know
we
got
'em
involved,
we
too
diligent
They
say
the
music
is
strong
and
too
militant
He
said,
"Yeah,
you
better
come
out
with
Your
hands
up,
we
got
you
surrounded"
I'm
in
the
back,
changing
my
outfit
He
said,
"Blink,
we
gon'
send
the
hounds
in"
I
said
"Wait,
'cause
here
I
come
Here
I
come,
here
I
come
You
boys
get
ready,
'cause
here
I
come
Here
I
come,
here
I
come,
yeah"
Black
Inc,
raw
life
in
this
whatchamacallit
Weed
smokin'
junkie
alcoholic
One
foot
in
the
grave,
one
foot
in
the
toilet
Still
I'm
onstage,
in
front
of
an
audience
Disturbing
the
peace,
and
the
local
ordinance
This
pimp
shit
popping,
I
need
coordinates
My
ETA,
I'll
arrive
by
morning
Money
long
like
the
arms
on
Alonzo
Mourning
Vampire
chicks
suck
blood,
dusk
to
dawn
and
Waitin'
to
catch
me
sleep
but
I'm
not
yawnin'
They
in
the
VIP,
at
the
Garden
They
gon
jump
me
when
I
stop
performing
I
got
something
for
them
behind
the
organ
I
always
roll
deep
with
my
squadron
The
sheriff
out
front
gon'
sic
the
dogs
in
That
nigga
talkin
'bout
he
got
warrants
He
said,
"Yeah,
you
better
come
out
with
Your
hands
up,
we
got
you
surrounded"
I'm
in
the
back,
changing
my
outfit
He
said,
"Blink,
we
gon'
send
the
hounds
in"
I
said
"Wait,
'cause
here
I
come
Here
I
come,
here
I
come
You
boys
get
ready,
'cause
here
I
come
Here
I
come,
here
I
come,
yeah"
I'm
in
the
darkness,
heartless,
fuck
you
regardless
Move
with
hardness,
y'all
just
pressin'
charges
It's
often
injury,
floss
and
force
my
entry
This
penitentiary,
knockin'
up
niggas
for
centuries
It's
elementary
like
KRS
and
evidently
Incidents
they
all
stress,
I'm
lawless
That's
my
problem,
evolve
and
never
solve
them
Chill
in
Harlem,
bang
you,
bring
you
stardom
You
full
of
boredom,
bastard,
you
been
aborted
Bring
your
neck
out,
bring
the
Tec
out,
absorb
it
See
you
check
out,
and
then
step
out
the
orbit
Blow
your
flesh
out
'til
I'm
fresh
out
my
torment
Street
apostle,
pop
shit,
preach
the
gospel
Still
I'm
hostile,
sippin'
a
deuce
when
possible
Turn
into
a
monster,
grouchy,
gimme
the
Oscar
Hit
you
like
vodka,
then
screech
off
in
a
Mazda
He
said,
"Yeah,
you
better
come
out
with
Your
hands
up,
we
got
you
surrounded"
I'm
in
the
back,
changing
my
outfit
He
said,
"Blink,
we
gon'
send
the
hounds
in"
I
said
"Wait,
'cause
here
I
come
Here
I
come,
here
I
come
You
boys
get
ready,
'cause
here
I
come
Here
I
come,
here
I
come"
He
said,
"Yeah,
you
better
come
out
with
Your
hands
up,
we
got
you
surrounded"
I'm
in
the
back,
changing
my
outfit
He
said,
"Blink,
we
gon'
send
the
hounds
in"
I
said
"Wait,
'cause
here
I
come
Here
I
come,
here
I
come
You
boys
get
ready,
'cause
here
I
come
Here
I
come,
here
I
come"
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