I'm comin, I'm comin, I'm comin





Okay... the time has finally come beautiful people

Jeah... I've been singin this tune for entirely too long now

For like, eight or nine years, somethin like that

But I'm here, only to present to you your album

Featurin myself, Joe Budden, hi haters





The time is finally near, it's gettin closer I'm finally scared

(?) that the album's out y'all, it's finally here

I repeat myself for the haters y'all, I'm finally here

Every street corner, jail cell, finally chea

Cause it was y'all that voted me, y'all that noticed me

It's y'all that said I should've been signed to Def Poetry

It was y'all that said yes y'all can floetry

Momma raised me proper, the streets just molded me

The streets coded me, made me a better pedigree

Now things are complicated like Avril Lavigne said it be

But I took some time out to get my shit straight

And present to you, jump off seventy minute mixtape

This here's for real, this here's the official

This year it's not a "Best Of," this is the best of

How can I say this?  It's sorta like - Hov', 'Pac, B.I.G.

Blended with Bill Withers and Miles Davis

Let's add Al Green, folks I miscalculated

Now it's Ludacris time, "Move - get out my way bitch!"

A rapper's rapper, the kid can do this

To you ignorant muh'fuckers, don't misconstrue this

Everything reversed now, I live in _The Matrix_

So how can I stay anonymous, when it's my job to be famous? (Talk to 'em)

A lot of y'all can't interpret when I'm speakin that language

But some better understand to the rest it's better you can't

Now when you speak of the elite, I feel honored if mentioned

Because the goal is on top, never honorable mention

If Joe's purpose is due, here it is it's no further anew

Enough said with no further adieu



I'm comin, (geah) I'm comin, I'M COMIN!