Artist: Iron Mic Album: 12 Rounds, Vol. 1 Song: Come On Typed by: Cno Evil [Chorus 2X: Iron Mic] I'm screaming, come on, if you want it, nigga We right here, we not running, nigga I'm screaming, come on, if you want it, nigga We right here, them apes is coming, nigga [Iron Mic] Aiyo, bring it if you wanna, nigga, I ain't scared You can find me right on the corner, you better come prepared You better be aware, for them Ruthless boys Nigga, we play with them guns like them shits was a toy Yeah, I'm from New York, got Bastardz in the south ATL on down, and know what we about They know about my click, they know we spit them fifths They need some medical attention, these niggas is sick Cuz we on they ass, and they time is up Most of ya'll rappers suck, can't wrap it up, plus ya gun don't bust We spitting them slugs, we flipping them drugs Biggie taught me how to flip my shit when he did it with them Thugs But ain't harming me, and you ain't harming me Nigga, my gun collection look like the armory I advise you not to bother me, cuz it ain't hard to see that Iron Mic is the champ, you don't wanna spar with me now [Chorus 2X] [Iron Mic] Aiyo, I love the south, but I don't pop my collar Pop that muthafucking glock, make yo punk ass holler Nigga, Iron Mic's my name, I'm not a fucking lame Ruthless Bastardz, we was born to bang Remember we was with Wu, shit done changed We got a brand new thing, nigga, it's on again Pop Ya Head Off Records, don't ever disrespect We the best in the world, you better cut the check Or you gon' miss out, you know what this shit is bout Run up in your house, top your kids and your spouse And I can talk it, cuz I, did it, before Don't give a fuck about you gun, you never spit it before, nigga [Chorus 2X]