HERE WEE COME ( full song)

Testo:

© DyeVerse
(Spoken)
Yeah… y’all been talkin’ too much.
Thinkin’ we ain’t hear that?
Alright.
Let me tell you somethin’ real quick…


[Chorus] (8 Bars)
Here we come—better clear the way,
Ain’t no runnin’, ain’t no hideaway.
Talk is cheap, now the bill is due,
We ain’t playin’, boy, we comin’ for you!


[Verse 1] (16 Bars)
Step up if you want it, get laid down quick,
Pen like a full clip, words hit like bricks.
Every bar that I drop make the weak ones sick,
Whole squad full of monsters, no tricks, just hits.
Ain’t no safe space when we touch that stage,
Got the city on fire like we bustin’ a gauge.
Ain’t a soul out here that can match this rage,
We the ones set the bar, y’all just act engaged.


[Chorus] (8 Bars)
Here we come—better clear the way,
Ain’t no runnin’, ain’t no hideaway.
Talk is cheap, now the bill is due,
We ain’t playin’, boy, we comin’ for you!


[Verse 2] (16 Bars)
No remorse, no mercy, no plea, no truce,
Every shot that I send got a guided boost.
Ain’t no squad like mine, boy, check the proof,
We the reason why the reaper keep lacin’ boots.
Y’all been runnin’ on fumes, we been built like tanks,
We ain’t movin’ for nothin’, we been holdin’ these ranks.
Ain’t a verse that you spit that could tip these scales,
We the force, we the storm, we the holy grail.


[Chorus] (8 Bars)
Here we come—better clear the way,
Ain’t no runnin’, ain’t no hideaway.
Talk is cheap, now the bill is due,
We ain’t playin’, boy, we comin’ for you!

[Verse 3] (16 Bars)
Now they panicked, now they prayin’, but it’s way too late,
Ain’t no savin’, ain’t no mercy, this is sealed by fate.
Took my name through the mud, now they drown in the weight,
Now they see what it means when you go tempt fate.
We don’t flinch, we don’t break, we don’t bend, we don’t fold,
We just take what we want, leave ‘em out in the cold.
Every breath that we take is a check they owe,
Now they feelin’ that weight when we step through the door!

[Chorus] (8 Bars)
Here we come—better clear the way,
Ain’t no runnin’, ain’t no hideaway.
Talk is cheap, now the bill is due,
We ain’t playin’, boy, we comin’ for you!
Heavy hitters, yeah, we never lose,
Cold precision, got too much to prove.
Ain’t no stoppin’ what we ’bout to do,