Champ M.C. - Here I Come lyrics

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Champ M.C. - Here I Come lyrics

[Champ M.C.] I kick the funky sh** that make your grandma wanna rap I got the energy like a soul battery I keep going and going and keep flowing Who knows when I'll strike the next ho, kid Yes I got this synth to catch a wreck with the ??? peers in front my face I got the taste and the flava to put a n***a in his place So back the f** up before I punch you in the face I got an award for all the damage that I did So stop beating me in the head with that bullsh** kid I got it going on, word is bond, Champ is still the master Grab the microphone and blast a n***a if I have to Step in front the foot to test and his ??? game You took me for a joke, I leave the scene and leave smoke Quit fast, a n***a won't last a f**ing second It's a shame how I got these muthaf**ers ho sweating [Interlude: Champ M.C.] Yeah you know what time it is kid [Hook 2X: Champ M.C.] Be on the look out, cus here I come (say what?) Be on the look out, cus here I come (bring the mutherf**ing noise) [Champ M.C.] Oh sh**, here I go, putting on a f**ing show With my hat to my back, ready to flow, so bust a move at a show And pull my sk**s out, I can get down, get down Yeah, yo why the mic ?inside my mind is bugged? keep going Get your hip to this cus I'm ripping sh** Yo I keep b**hes on the run Put it plain and simple, yeah kid they get the job done I'm putting n***as to shame Trying to act shiesty, now you know my mothaf**ing name I got connections, so what's next? Protect your neck Because your'e dealing with a roughneck, so wha the heck Time is money and money is time I put the pen to the pad and came up with some phat rhymes Once my mind starts to motivate and catch a break Some are alright and some are ill sh** [Hook 2X] [Champ M.C.] Champ is here, see I get the job done I might take a little wing, give some b**hes like "You f**ing right", catch a swift one So don't sleep on me kid, you b**h a** n***a Popping all tha sh**, I just might pull the trigger On a 187, leaving bodies to discover Your hat was all swole, but now the game is all over My tongue is swept up, lash an MC with the quickness Kid can I get a witness So who watch this jam with my lyrical voice Will do your ?Howards choice? I don't think so If you're fat, you pa**, if you're slow, you blow So yo, pa** the essence so I can get listed I got sk**s, so you know I must be gifted f** that I got the magical tongue that kick those styles that I have Hidden in my closet Time ti let the bones put, oh yeah Before you sneak too hard then I have to pull your f**ing card [Hook 3X]

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