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letra de here it comes - astin erikson

[intro]
~a distorted kick drum and snare slowly ascend from somewhere beneath you…~

[verse 1: astin erikson]
jump right in, sippin’ on some gin
that’s what’s in my cup, mayne that’s wha-that’s what’s up
now i’m deadly with a pen, seven deadly sins
neighbor watch your girl, ‘cuz i covet that chick
yeah jump right in, cup full of gin now i’m ready
heavy, k!ll ’em with the chevy
i’m like to introduce to me
for those of you who know this the new me, sue me
i’m comin’ up like a beast, i’ve risen up from the east
coast, where the winter get cold, and everything start to freeze
i tried to do it with peace, and mercy
but now i’m blood thirsty
i was locked up up in a cage but
now that i’ve been unleashed
i am nasty, period, hazardous materials
hazmat, -ss-fat, p-ss that
and baby take it down like the nasdaq
put them drinks up, and get ready ‘cu-‘cuz

[hook: astin erikson]
here it comes, baby just embrace it
rings, jewels, diamonds all shinin’ on the bracelet, yeah
here it comes, no you can’t stop it
yeah we goin’ straight to the top in a rocket, sh-t
here it comes, put them drinks up
a thousand red cups all all lifted up, yeah
here it comes, consider this your warning
you know we’ll be up in this b-tch ’til the morning

[interlude: “eulogy speaker”]
and so he p-ssed over
and all the trumpets sounded for him, on the other side…
~”funeral march” is played~

[verse 2: astin erikson]
right back in it, push it to the limit
when i come around, d-mn right it’s goin’ down
yeah all i know is winnin’, goin’ extra innings
playa watch your girl, or she’ll end up in my linens
yeah right back in it, shotgunned a guiness
now i’m locked and loaded, k!ll ’em with a motive
i’d like to introduce myself
for those who don’t know me by now watch out
i’m comin’ up like a monster, i’m already sellin’ out concerts
yeah, i’m just takin’ this sh-t, and i don’t care who it belongs to
i used to be easy, and lazy, but now i’ve gone crazy
i was trapped in personal h-ll, but, now that i’m outta my cell
i am comin’, relentless, hit you like some tet-n-s
run fast, gun blast, plump -ss
baby wanna kick it so let’s punt that
put them drinks up, and get ready ‘cu-‘cuz

[outro]
~an audacious, urgent, musical soliloquy that fades and then reemerges as a blockbuster movie-esque drum bangathon~

- astin erikson

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