Black Eyed Peas "The Coming" lyrics

The Coming

I got these haters on my back, these haters on my backGotta get these mother haters off my backI know why they hatin' 'cause I'm sittin' on stacksNow I'm steady chillin' and I'm spending all that

I'm a big beat pumper, they rockin' my soundOut in outer space, I come from undergroundNow I'm on top holdin' down groundAll them haters hatin' on the bottom drown

I'm a shot caller, big, big ballerMash the dance hall, make everybody, hollaBlock, block, blockaAin't nobody hotter

Haters in my face, got haters in my faceI gotta get these mother haters out my faceI know how to get 'em I'ma get 'em with the bassHit 'em with the rhythm, Apple, give 'em lil' taste

Autopilot, systematicHit you with that acrobaticAutomatic rhythm magicHere we come, we right back at it

One more time, do my thingShinning bright, bling, blingHit you with that bing, bingLike the way the beat swing

I'm a club rocker, big show stopperAiming for that number 1 spot, now we got yaBlock, block, blockaAin't nobody hotter

Eight arms, octagonStraight charm, watch ya Dom'Man, I got the bottles poppin'Party people, got 'em rockin'

Yeah I got that antidoteHere's a doseDamn, I'm dopeCheck me out here we go

Here we go, back for moreHungry like an animalHigh class on the groundCheck me up and love my style

Blazed up branded shoesJumping off like Delta BluesHere I come, super coolServing you that new, here I come

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