9th Wonder - Coming For You lyrics

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9th Wonder - Coming For You lyrics

[Produced by 9th Wonder] [Hook] I am one of the most consistent, respected in the business My name make 'em shiver when you whisper it I'm sleeped on Times said it's my time and all the G's know From the east to the west coast, Nas said I had a blessed flow I'm sleeped on Got it mixed like pico, barge in like Chico Choke your chief now I'm the leader of all your people I'm sleeped on Give peace though, you think a piece of my teeth As I tear through and feed your ego Unhappy as CeeLo, for real [Verse 1] Cut the rules off The new rules, ain't no rules, I'm the new law These the keys to all the real bars First you gotta learn control to play the game like P-4 This ain't Fifa, or Brazil real Silly mind said beat it him or hers, no drill But a tool I still use so often It's like the hammer to put the nail in the coffin No discrimination, even whites say awesome With your Rick Ross need a doctor lookin' like Boston No rules against flossin' I shine through the winters and monsoons The fearful never know what I'm gon' do Call it Luol Deng in here, that's a nine heat A beast, a flower, bringin' slow singin' like 9 beats That's a metaphor, I mean simile, but understand we ain't similar I keep the letter for, it's never offensive It's critical thinking why I feel so intensive I could do it all night boy, never is endless Keep my ear to the streets like rims is Yea, uh, invincible like 4 arms A slam dunk, it's a message to the forearms You been forewarned, I'm a beast, uh I keep J's like 41's on my feet son You need 4 wands, magic in the forum Or just pa** it to and got him like oh I'm So sick and this flow type ridiculous I got 'em singin' like [Hook] [Verse 2] Ain't a choir but get acquired Dress for success and defeat it in my attire Stay lifted, I'm terrific kid like 4th graders I want a love like Ruby and the mayor, yea Every day out the bed rise, from Snow Hill to Bed-Stuy L.A. and worldwide, I stay fly like bow-ties What up Carlie, that's the hustle, hype don't mean a thing You can ask Phillip and Russell Third quarter I'm back It's a fact, y'all in trouble, Seahawks cold comin' bruh I'm a cold woman, bruh, I'm a cold woman Yea, I been wiggin' and now it's Salt Lakes You know a lotta sadness and a lotta hate I got a better catalogue than the one with the H Rapsody, easy exercise y'all bent outta shape Lyrical flex on, welcome back the faculty The ruler's back, ain't too many comin' after me [Hook]

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