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Here I Come
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(featuring Gome B and Duglas Plum$)
nas florida independent miami az orange syracuse martin county palm city
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The Madd Hatter hails from Palm City, Florida. He entered the rap game in 2003, at age 15. Over the years, the Madd Hatter has polished his vocab, flow, and de
I didn't grow up in the ghetto and I've never shot anyone. I'm not out to prove anything - it's just me doing me. Born in DC, raised in FL, living in NY.
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#1,790 in subgenre Peak #23
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Peak #740
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J. Gomez / E. Richardson / E. Gorodetsky
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January 13, 2011
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MP3 3.2 MB 128 kbps 3:30
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Ready or Not, Here I Come Ready or Not, Here I Come ~ Gome B ~ Conversations with yourself when you're by yourself. Wishing you could shine when you out of time. Don't know who you are playing the Lone Ranger part. And you only showing me your weakness and I don't try to know your business. You corrupted yourself and oh damn I'm hitting home. I'm not trying to make it wrong. You do that on your own while your life, you do not own. While my sh** is full blown, you listening to this trying to find something to condone. While your girl is taking my bone and I abolish your little glimmer. I show you that you a beginner and I eat you up like dinner. You a sinner with all them lies coming out your innards. And you stuck trying to read between the lines. And I've had you trapped there for a long time and you're in close between the lines. ~Duglas Plum$~ Now that I'm awake, I control my fate. I make it real up close, in her face. Don't fear the unknown like a blind date. Make no mistake, no time I waste. Patience is a virtue so it's hard to wait. Ready or not, here I come. She loves it when I bust right on her face. It's like a buffet, a never ending plate, an appetite for production. Hip-hop needs a resurrection. A rebirth of slick, can you dig it? How many ears can I reach and get to pay attention? How many emcees must I diss or get to learn a lesson? Ready or not, time pauses for no person. Class-Sick Beats back in action. Sipping Cherry Cola and Appleton, relaxing. Lay-Z-Girl chair, legs are bouncing up and down from the rear as I'm pulling her hair. Close your eyes and don't hear. You're scared and not prepared. ~Gome B~ Like I said you're caged and scrambling, trying to get the style that I'm rambling. 'Cause you not understanding. You can't fill my shoes. It's like they're glued to the ceiling. I'm so high above you, you don't know that feeling. I build my world and project. It's what I created as an architect. You still can't find your way out my trap. Yeah, I bet there's no outlet. You're shocked like a commando that's shell-shocked. Electrical currents flood your system. You stuck your finger on the wall outlet and that's the only way you gonna get as hot as I is. You're a character in the wrong plot. Your story's a short book and you got the wrong look. Oh, damn you're shook! Southpaw outlaw, watch the left hook. ~Madd Hatter~ Thoughts of falling back are mostly me procrastinating on the life I aim to capture: to grab the nation. Revelations appear to me in altered states, subconsciously preparing me for what it takes. I'm not afraid, but honestly I know that I already have it. No denying, like Thanksgiving football I prove my skills and tease the lions. Move in silence. Got this sh** down to a science. You tell me to spit something, I'll hit you with saliva. And though I gotta finance and budget, when I'm in the studio I love it. Straight chillin' with my cousin, wondering what it Gome B next for me, but still I live for the moment. Whatever it may be, I know you love it when I chase you girl. But f*** this game of Hide and Seek. I think I quit counting when I got to three. Why don't you come inside? I already bought you drinks. And I thought I told you that there ain't no stopping me. So ready or not, here I come, get on top of me.
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