Esham - We Cumin For U lyrics

I'm coming for you i'm coming for you
I'm coming for you i'm coming for you
I'm coming for you i'm coming for you

I know you wish I was dead form
The shit I be makin up
Reality's nightmare, dead men don't wake up
In and outcha mind, flatline
Straight up through the darkness
I'm heartless and regardless, the wicketness
I'mma spark dis
Now let me kick the wicket shit
That got me paid bitch
Triple six, the unholy
Back up boy you don't know me
I'll slit ya fuckin thoat plus
The murder I wrote
Daddy will blast for me, wicket catastrophy
Whenever I scribble my name on
The wall in grafitti
I take from the rich and I gives to the needy
Punks don't know my steelo man
I rock up a kilo
My understandin' is zero plus
I'm no super hero
You say you want a revolution, well bitch
A young nigga sittin on ammo plus I'm rich
The fallen angel strangled several
N-A T-A-S got federal
Fuck the radio and public broadcastin'
Timothy McVeigh need to be wrapped in plastic
Shoot you in yo face
For my mothafuckin respect
Judgement Day in my god damn tape deck

I'm coming for you i'm coming for you
I'm coming for you i'm coming for you
I'm coming for you i'm coming for you

I'm the wicketest demon ever
Bless the microphone
As I spit this curse, I watch ya brain burst
It gets worse
Nigga what the fuck you thought?
For murder raps
Ghost writers never get caught
Can't understand the spell I cast to the mass
I make a young nigga blast if
I give 'em the task
I got mass hysteria in America
And in your area I'm bringin the terror
On devils night i'mma watch ya city burn

I'm coming for you i'm coming for you
I'm coming for you i'm coming for you
I'm coming for you i'm coming for you