The Drum

Set me free or give me death there ain't no other choices

When I lay down to go to sleep I keep on hearing voices

Little whispers in my head man is you fake or loyal

Wine or water death, dishonor baby pick your poison

These little demons

Living underneath my bed creeping

Know the real monster lives above them all sleeping

That subtle breathing in your closet every single evening

Thought you'd never see me again, looks can be deceiving

When they hear the sound of the drum

They'll be saying oh lord here they come

Yeah

Here we come

Uh

Here we come

Ha

Here we come

Here we come

I used to think that people die because they're wicked

Now days people want you see dead because you gifted

Been ready for my tomb since I came up out the womb

So no matter what I'm coming back and paying you a visit

Saw it coming I predicted

But ya'll wouldn't listen

Know you can't protect your riches

If you never burn bridges

Flipped pages

Went places

Made changes

Still dangerous

Now I'm back

Altercation

Hold still ill make it painless

How it feel baby

When you say you love me is it real baby

Full speed both hands on the wheel baby

Young taz coming from the mo-ville baby

You know the drill baby

And when you hear the sound of the drum

We'll be saying here we come

Yeah

Here we come

Hey

Here we come

Uh

Here we come

Here we come

Yeah

Here we come

Hey

Here we come

Hey

Here we come

Here we come