Ahmad, Saafir, Ras Kass - Come Widdit lyrics

We went all around the planet, pitchin'
And no one hit it
I'm the first batter up Ahmad
- well then come widdit
All around the planet, pitchin'
And no one hit it
I'm the first batter up Ahmad
- well then come widdit

Well it's the niggerole that caught Foot Lock
Cause the vibe keeps voxed in funk
Makes you rock to the side
Gave it all I had, just to have what I got
Niggas tryin to be bad
And they mad cause they not
Gonna defeat the rapper who got
Three ways to sack a
Quarterback, I slaughter wack MCs with ease
These nuts, what you get and a busted lip
What you have when you come
At me with buster shit


Autographs given, driven so I musta hit
Bought a Jag
Chillin' on the Shore just to dip
Get it right, cause I get it
Night in and night out i'm butter
Covering up wack MCs like Wite-Out
Don't doubt it that they just
Be okay rappers: overrated
Who hate it that a nigga from the
West blew up and made it
And I'd braid it if I had it
But for now I keep it balded
Niggas tryin' to touch to me better
Stop before they get scalded
I'm hot, like a skillet and grit's
Crush you to bit's
When I look over the room
And then lower the boom, and
Think that they can defeat the
Man that can't be beat
I do the breaststroke, clown
While you drown in three feet
Beep beep like robots on Buck
Rogers plus I bust
25th century rhymes so you decline
To battle any time
Had skills since I was nine
Dope lines the only weapon that I cock
I never drop
I stop clones cause biting's never condoned
From the Westside 4th Avenue crew Jones

We went all around the planet, pitchin'
And no one hit it
I'm the second batter Ras Kass
- well then come widdit
All around the planet, pitchin'
And no one hit it
I'm the second nah forget it

My foramen magnum got 357 calibers
To bust a sucker's melon like Gallagher
Body chemistry consists of Hennessey
Toxic melanin
With an adamantium skeleton like Wolverine
Child, my heart pumps kerosene
Son, I spit butane
Burn any bastard you name till I die
And even when I'm maggots, I'mma still be fly
Perpetrator, you're not the one
Your name's not Anfernee Hardaway
I'm like a wolf with blood
Dripping down the fangs
My techniques foul enough to
Shoot the flagrant technical
I be comin' off the head
Rougher then ribbed tip receptacles
Expect the exceptional syllables to be
The next man's umbilical cord
Catch distortion
Ras cancels kids like abortions
Sendin' niggas to hip hop hell, ock
Eternal damnation through writers block
I rock over the results of Reeboks and sands
Stand ill, forget a live band
Just my mouth and hand
And even man wasn't prehensile
I'd still find a way to grip mikes
Hold my tip when I piss
And pick off pubic lice cause see
I always been nice but first brothers slept
Now I've come back twice like
Christ to resurrect the West check

We went all around the planet, pitchin'
And no one hit it i'm the third batter up
Saafir - well then come widdit
All around the planet, pitchin'
And no one hit it
I'm the third batter Saafir -
Well then come widdit

Some spit it, but my saliva is liver
Spit stenches drenches been intricated
Flow braggarts
Act cynic thyroid thermia hypodermic
How I earn it squeezing juices, one hundred
Percent concentrated on easing nooses
Around the necks
Of tricks, probably won't get this
Thick body, hottie carberuator
I'm the un-priggish well cat led
Bredded-well ill verse my
Will is ho gung for the fortune
Can spell hearse with the same
Addams Family apple grapple hook
Crooked, flier I fly crooked
For the crew, Hobo Junction
In a few I'll plan
Father soldier and when they're older
I'll teach them of
Killings of confidence and to
Be omnipotent with content
Accomplishment for gladiation I'm done
With training of explaining as the
Crates in plan B
Plan the attack, instructs me to hit the yak
I'm here, on purpose
The Nomadic, addict, merchant

We went all around the planet, pitchin'
And no one hit it well then come widdit
All around the planet, pitchin'
And no one hit it well then come widdit