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Coming To America Pt. 2 (feat. Point Of Realization)
by The International M.C
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When you ready to take flight, Take off and spread your wings
I came back home, in search of some better things
When you ready to be a star, but the world ain't ready for ya
Sometimes it be like that, when you're coming to America
Been seeing highs and lows while I'm seeking the top
Im back home under a rock
Back to finding a zone where I'm not racing clocks
But it's a time limit when I'm holding the shot
That's called heat of the moment,
Where momentum is high
& then you riding the wave of nothing but good vibes
But things can take turn, like for better or worse
Find a positive in everything, the gift out the curse
Back home looking for self, trying to find me
Making all the right moves, getting to a degree
Daddy want me to serve, how when they don't love me
blatant hate & disrespect when they bought me to this country
Coming to America, I'm back on
Black man stand tall, straighten yo back bone
If I ever wanna leave , its back to the mother land, IMC coming to America again foo!
When you ready to take flight, Take off and spread your wings
I came back home, in search of some better things
When you ready to be a star, but the world ain't ready for ya
Sometimes it be like that, when you're coming to America
Been seeing high and lows but yet I'm digging the growth
Really that's what matters the most
Enjoy the ride with eyes wide foot on the gas and coast
I start to notice when I went ghost
Wednesday afternoon had changed my life
Loss Grandpa before 21 and later took flight
Three years later then hit muddy waters of the gump
Which led to came back home, where I started at jump
Worked my lil job, but wanted to dream chase
Quit in the middle of my shift, one hundred dollars to my name
But hell, make moves when it's time to grind
Sun or moon time, either way I gotta shine
Get what's mine, pushing limits over the line
With a Go ILL hustle, ima get it or die trying,
Tryna stand out, zebras with polka dots ya feel me
Exactly, keeping it real G
When you ready to take flight, Take off and spread your wings
I came back home, in search of some better things
When you ready to be a star, but the world ain't ready for ya
Sometimes it be like that, when you're coming to America
When you ready to take flight, Take off and spread your wings
I came back home, in search of some better things
When you ready to be a star, but the world ain't ready for ya
Sometimes it be like that, when you're coming to America
Been seeing highs and lows while I'm seeking the top
Im back home under a rock
Back to finding a zone where I'm not racing clocks
But it's a time limit when I'm holding the shot
That's called heat of the moment,
Where momentum is high
& then you riding the wave of nothing but good vibes
But things can take turn, like for better or worse
Find a positive in everything, the gift out the curse
Back home looking for self, trying to find me
Making all the right moves, getting to a degree
Daddy want me to serve, how when they don't love me
blatant hate & disrespect when they bought me to this country
Coming to America, I'm back on
Black man stand tall, straighten yo back bone
If I ever wanna leave , its back to the mother land, IMC coming to America again foo!
When you ready to take flight, Take off and spread your wings
I came back home, in search of some better things
When you ready to be a star, but the world ain't ready for ya
Sometimes it be like that, when you're coming to America
Been seeing high and lows but yet I'm digging the growth
Really that's what matters the most
Enjoy the ride with eyes wide foot on the gas and coast
I start to notice when I went ghost
Wednesday afternoon had changed my life
Loss Grandpa before 21 and later took flight
Three years later then hit muddy waters of the gump
Which led to came back home, where I started at jump
Worked my lil job, but wanted to dream chase
Quit in the middle of my shift, one hundred dollars to my name
But hell, make moves when it's time to grind
Sun or moon time, either way I gotta shine
Get what's mine, pushing limits over the line
With a Go ILL hustle, ima get it or die trying,
Tryna stand out, zebras with polka dots ya feel me
Exactly, keeping it real G
When you ready to take flight, Take off and spread your wings
I came back home, in search of some better things
When you ready to be a star, but the world ain't ready for ya
Sometimes it be like that, when you're coming to America
