Here We Go Again! - Lack Of Afro, Adam Gibbons

Here we go again, here we go again

It’s EOM and you know I’m 'bout to blow again

LOA beats got bite like Dobermans

While your beat’s lazy playing hooky you sleepin' in

Meditating within, Ho Chi Minh discipline

See me wilin' out with and some hooligans

Then hear my voice laced up on that Pro Tools track

King of the flow so yo I gotta represent that

The flow flow smooth throughout my soul flows

The no doubt that y’all knows

Like Notorious it’s unbelievable

So ridiculous that it’s inconceivable, word

Tonight we have got the funky soul

James Brown Papa Got a Brand New Bag for that ass

You better wake up like Spike Lee and do the right thing

When I hit you with the jazzamatazz

gifted, unlimited

Rhymes is universal, styles is infinite

No commercials yet, definitive

No rehearsals or has beens but no reversals

See me, Herbal T, Big Wax call it the trinity

You are now witnessing the rawest form of divinity

Prepare for the affinity when you the vicinity, bitch

Here we go again

Here we go again

Here we go again

Here we go again, here we go again

Big Wax blowin' in

You can hear the beer bottles openin'

Toast to the fact I ain’t ever gonna again

Here, raise it up, slam it

Goddamn it all I know is win

Seen your girl at the the show front row showin' skin

Left with her under my arm like she deoderant

Throw her in the the cab and hear the cash cab buzzers and lights

That’s two times I’m gettin' lucky tonight

I’m in the back seat lovin' my life

Talkin' to the the driver while she under the belt tuggin' the pipe

He said it’s a special episode with questions worth double tonight

And then I answered every one of them right

I give you knuckleheads something to bite

'Cause all them little raps that you wrote, ain’t none of 'em tight

Only your grandma said they weren’t horrible

«Awe, look at his little mix tape;

isn’t that adorable?»

Awe, while she pinch you on the cheek

Man I’m shittin' on the beat like a pigeon on the street

I’m just shittin', y’all are weak

Different and unique, when you speak

Pass me a pillow and a sheet, I’m gonna get some sleep

Your thing is people snoring

Our thing’s crowds roaring when we’re touring

You’re the human embodiment of boring

Here we go again

Here we go again

Here we go again

Here we go again, here we go again

It’s Herbal T, I’m bum rushin' the show again

Shave my head put Wax on the marquee

Get the money and run before they ever know it’s him

I gotta, tryin' to put money off shore like Gilligan

Retire and shine like filament

Everyday hard work, diligent

Still on the microphone every night killin' it

We got LOA on that Wes Montgomery six string

The mix king

Best not me this thing

You bump it on your laptop you’re liable to melt your motherboard

I’m tellin' you it is that hot

I got soul like the OJs but get no praise

And small money like insurance copays

I’m gettin' off like snow days

Watch me kill it like a matador in a bull ring gettin' olés

Torro torro, build like a 401K

No need for gun play

When I swashbuckle like Zorro

Chillin' in Japan, sippin' on Sapporo

Yeah, we gettin' loose with it

Pull the liquor out the freezer, make juice with it

It stay cool if you put a little ice with it

It’s in the blood

Here we go again

Here we go again

Here we go again