Joshua Stagner - Something's Coming (feat. The Champion’s Kid)

Something's coming I can hear the sound
The sky is falling watch it hit the ground
Something's coming I can hear the sound
The sky is falling watch it hit the ground

Oh no something is coming
From whispers to standing and running
The white girls are tripping and stumbling
I am an active shooter hear me gunning
Top of the morning lets get it going
You know my flows are tooly I'm a savage
Im finna load it up, cock it back, lay it down
Give 'em a chance to grab it before I let em have it
So erratic with the fully automatic
I don't need to be point blank
Homie got plenty of back bone
I can hit until the joints break
If my voice make something want to shake
You might want to take out a loan
You know the wages of sin
You don't want to face it alone
Something's coming that is worser
Im still standing on my own two
Stamp that, Im the mail man
I see more posts than Malone do
Came on the record to let my heart bleed
Just watch me
They looking like who can stop me
Got me, homie thought that he could drop
God speed, is what you need to succeed
One of the top seats
Is the sky falling
Or the ground rising
If you didn't look shocked enough
Huh, Champion's Kid
Oh you thought his was my record
Nah, this Joshua's

Something's coming I can hear the sound
The sky is falling watch it hit the ground
Something's coming I can hear the sound
The sky is falling watch it hit the ground

HAHAHAHA
Yeah
Knock Knock
Im here now its me
Y'all run and hide like sissies
I bring the place to dis ease
I break the silence then leave
You know I'm violent, indeed
I rock the boat like the sea
I'm like the oak in the tree
Too hard, you know what I
You should have seen
The look on your face
When my homie was spitting, it geeked
Everything we spitting is clean
But you making a face
Getting hit with the spray
And it stinks
Im putting holes in your teeth
Be holding em each
You holding a grudge
And I'm holding Swiss cheese
Geez, You know I ball and got bars
Swish and spit like listerine, uh
Turn up the heat
One-hundred and fifty degrees
The way I jump up on the beat
It's like I'm a guest
But I put up my feat
Like a hot knife
I turn butter to grease
Guess what I'm saying I do it with ease
I put the dent in dentin
Didn't think I had it in me
But I got drip that's
Fit for a king
Uh
Fee fi foe
We from that 540
We got that cyborg flow
You slow like escargot
Now watch how this car go
Hop in the whip
I wrote so much
This a carpool tunnel
Been underground
Shoot hallows
Til the clips hallow

Something's coming I can hear the sound
The sky is falling watch it hit the ground
Something's coming I can hear the sound
The sky is falling watch it hit the ground

Ran
I don't think they
Really want to start it
Rippem apart from the heart
To the cartilage
Drop em where they are
On the mark
Hit the target
This is just the start
On your mark
You better start sprinting
Im the something that's
Coming up from the bottom
Homie, I don't know someone that's hotter
Dropping bombs like napalm on sodom
Someone got a problem
Homie I solve it
De nada, they not a problem for me
Give their all and the consequence
Is that I'm falling asleep
Preposterous
Imposter
Impossible
You mocker
It's absurd
You think you on top
No, you topple
And I'm the toppler
Like domino you fall short
Use all my flows to
Assert
Dominance
It's ominous
Keep track of em
There's all sorts
Uh
I don't know what's gotten into them
Whisperin' behind my back
If I have to leave 'em in a position
To get to give me respect
There's nothing but that
Im on top
And I'm poppin off
Got it cocked and then blough
Aye, Jerann
I think we gottem
What you think we do now?

Something's coming I can hear the sound
The sky is falling watch it hit the ground
Something's coming I can hear the sound
The sky is falling watch it hit the ground

Written by:
Jerann Robinson, Joshua Stagner

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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