I Had It Coming - Rare Americans

I’m looking for a brand new switch

With hopes I can win big and get rich

I want to see how high I can get up and not die

I’m looking for a brand new switch

I survived the ropes, and mouths full of soap

The pitch and the slope, the up’s and down’s of the dope

But I ain’t slow, and I fucking know

In a race down a hole, you can only go low

Go low, go low, go low

Go low, go low, go low

I had it coming, I had it coming

I had it coming, coming to me

I had it coming, I had it coming

I had it coming, coming to me

It was no surprise how this song go

Spoiled to the purebred scoundrel

Just a dime a dozen mongrill

They got me slammin' and bangin'

Slangin' to hang in

The gang, the clique, the swinging dicks

I’m under the covers, I’m under the bed

I’m under the bus, underfed in the head

My secrets are just nicely rusting, day started feeling heavy as must wins

I’m trying hard, hard to stay composed

But I’m Ray Rice like, fully exposed

And harried up the steps, a stranger bound

Life or death

Calls with a single sound

A palm at my door eerily pounds

I’m not special, same as every cat around

I’m going down, down, down

When karma comes around

I had it coming, I had it coming

I had it coming, coming to me

I had it coming, I had it coming

I had it coming, coming to me

I’m going down, down, down

Down, down, down

Down down down

I had it coming, I had it coming

I had it coming, coming to me

I had it coming, I had it coming

I had it coming, coming to me

I had it coming, I had it coming

I had it coming, coming to me