[Hook: Black Thought]
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, yo"
[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Uh, I'm soul brother one hundred
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"
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, yo"
[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Uh, I'm soul brother one hundred
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
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