Comin' For Datazz - GangStarr

"Here we come  here we come  here we kiddy come come"   > Run D.M.C. 
[Guru] 
I hit the chicks with the nice round heinies 
Play a hoe like a hoe  play a sucka like stymied 
Try me  and you'll descend into your end 
Never thought it could be you well think again my friend 
My pen illuminates  and dooms the fakes 
You're soon to break  you're strawberry like shortcake 
I'm in that ass with my Timbs all day 
You couldn't tarnish my rep, so you crept away 
Just behave and be a good son -- or else 
I'm bringin the noise cause most emcees are puns 
I used to chill in Roxbury now I'm comin outta Brooklyn 
Herb niggaz are assed out, y'all get tooken 
or taken, and that's word to all rude bwoy Jamaican 
I swing bitch, yes I'm crankin 
Just like an Alpine, a deadly rhyme, brand spankin new 
Pumped to put some lead in your crew 
A hollow point shot, cause your weak shallow point's 
not hittin -- should've gave up from the beginning 
But since you're bluffin with your tape that's trash 
Tell your peeps that we comin for datazz 
"Here we come, here we come, here we kiddy-come-come" --> Run-D.M.C. 
Whose that lurkin in the dark with the hoodie strapped; 
puffin on a blizz, mellow meditatin black? 
I ain't impressed cause the rest they fess 
Sometimes I wanna flip, clap a hole in they chest 
but I lay back, as I prepare for the payback 
And drop the master rhymes with the mad crew from wayback 
I stay back, I watch, the whole job, you botched 
Couldn't maintain, it's like your brain just stopped 
But the Gang is on the prowl kid like Lector 
Paint a logo with your blood so you niggaz remember 
the Chain and the Star, mysticle and never typical 
The average rap group, ain't even equipped to go 
head up, I'm dead up, you ducks could never last 
You fakin jacks, we comin for datazz 
"Here we come, here we come, here we kiddy-come-come" --> Run-D.M.C. 
I heard some hard