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Here We Go Songtext
von Aceyalone

Here We Go Songtext

Well here we go

Ain′t no time for fuckin' round, you already know
Or they already know
They never was and never will
All my shit is quality, you′ll never find a better deal
Now let me cook
Used to write the book, now I just burnt them all
It wasn't written anyway, that's just the protocol
Mr. Know-it-all, I gotta have a flow involved
Since I had it since birth, I gotta show it off, ok

Still with the braggin′ though
Rappers used to MC, tell me what happened though
Man, they ain′t think about it, nah I ain't worried
Used to try to take it to their level, that′s a different story
Let's get to the point


Your bitch wanna sleep with me
Nigga that′s real shit, not just the creep in me
I know you thinkin' "Damn A.C., show some decency"
But this new shit got me on a different frequency
I feel like I′m a visitor, I just adapted

All of you are just images that I crafted
Kinda like the puppeteer yellin' in the playhouse

Dollface naggin' me, tryna find a way out
But I got a pole or a phone I can put her on
I know it′s chauvinistic, that′s how I feel, I'm fuckin′ grown
Oh, yeah, what, I'm supposed to make excuses
While your girlfriend steady throwin′ up the deuces
But I didn't want her anyway because she burnt

See how the message in the story just turned?
Ooh, now I′m gettin' turnt
I party with the money that I earn
If it weren't for gettin′ busy then I′d probably never learn
Let's take it back, six deep in a Caprice
′79 Classic, back window with the crease

Man I had that 450 roarin' like a beast
With a gang of instrumentals, straight bangin′ through the streets

Now it's back to the future, Marty and the Doc
When I′m on the mic you know the party don't stop


Yeah my name is A.C. alone, bitch watch
Timin' is everything, I show up on the dot
Flow goin′ hard ain′t it? Don't hate
Man that′s the problem with you niggas in the States

Soon as I get 'em with the hook on the bait
Say a big word and you niggas can′t relate
Ooh, bounce, rock, skate, all of the above
And I put that on everything I love

Damn I'm the flyest nigga that I ever met

′Specially on this microphone, consider me a threat
I once blew a blunt on a D.C. jet
Member of the mile high club, don't you get upset
Yo, should I continue to flow?

Sony told me life was about makin' cash
I did it every night cause I wanna live fast
Man I′m so quick to throw a bitch in the bath
Half and a half, now she never gettin′ half
Straight faced laugh, hope you got some money for the cab
If you walk it like you talk it then you should be really mad

I'm in the lab, throwin′ product in the stash
Hashtag my nuts if you wanna talk bad
Hell yeah I got my city on lock
When it comes to niggas that's spittin′ round the clock
Not the politics or hangin' on the block
But the real hip-hop that′ll take it to the top

Man I had the underground hooked on my back
Headed for the world while you niggas look wack
Left the good life and I never looked back
Had niggas gettin' blowed like they hooked on crack

How you like that? Uh, it don't even matter where you at
Take your hater application and then add it to the stack
Matter fact, yadadadadadada
It′s fuck you and voodoo, it′s nothin' but the facts
It′s Westside L.A. Watts
Compton to Inglewood and back around the block

Nigga that's the 10-7-10-1-0 fox
Creepin′ to the 4-5-9 and to the dock
Man I go fishin' on you niggas, catch a snapper
Then come back with a brand new chapter
Man I′m so quick to pull out my zapper

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