Coming To Get Cha — Mikel Alves

Intro

Yup yup
We back in the building (uh)
No script
No regrets, we chillin
Hot mic
Hottest show in the nation
Mike Hollywood, Lou Diamond
Phantom on the station (what up)

Chorus

Coming to get cha
Live on the airwaves, right through your speaker (yup)
Turn that up, it get bigger
Phone lines lit, my city, my people
Coming to get cha
From the booth to the block, make it hit ya
Drop that bomb, it get sicker
Mike, Lou, Phantom, yeah we coming to get cha

Verse 1

Red light on, countdown in my headphones
Mike lean in, whole room in that dead zone
“Three, two—” then the truth start spilling
Stories from the grind, how we turned it to a living
Lou got jokes, then he talk about the struggle
How the rent past due, still he learned how to hustle
Phantom cut breaks, scratch pain into art
Spin a record like revenge on the ones who broke our heart

Chorus

Verse 2

From the late night shifts, frying wings by the dozen
To the first paid ad, mama crying, “You done it”
We was taping in a closet, neighbors banging on the door
Now the logo on a billboard, they replaying every show
Caller on the line like, “Y’all saved my day”
“Had me laughing through the traffic, kept my demons away”
We just three loud kids that refused to forget ya
Now we knocking at your dome, yeah we coming to get cha

Chorus