Busta Rhymes - Here We Go Again lyrics

[Rampage] Yeah (Uh) The Rulership (Word) Anarchy n***as (Yeah yeah) Spliff Starr (Spliff Starr) Bus-a-bus (Bus-a-bus) Roc Marci (Roc Marci) Rah Digga (Rah Digga) Baby Sham (Baby Sham) Rampage (Rampage) Yeah Another Voyage n***a (Another one) [Busta Rhymes] ONE TWO THREE Come on (Chorus) [Busta Rhymes] Here we go again Y'all n***as know we have to give it to you Here we go again Now feel this banger while it's running through you Here we go again We come to hit y'all with that n***a music Here we go again More sh** for y'all gon hear the drug abuse it Here we go again Now watch the way we always blow the spot Here we go again We f** sh** up and take the sh** you got Here we go again Flipmode you know we always bring it (What) Bring it (What) Bring it (What) Bring it (What) Bring it [Rampage] I'm a real wise guy, you can't f** with me You could catch a quick bullet like Brandon Lee Carry my squad on my back like a MPV I got a sick paddle log that's banned from TV Charge your whole squad a hundred CC Straight from the streets, learn from OG's Rocks ain't nothing my j**els is deep freeze Blood, sweat, and tears, gotta stack the G's [Roc Marciano] They don't Wanna see me twenty pounds heavier On the cellular They wanna see me shot And bellied up I tell you what When I'm switching my whips I bury one Walk around in the streets With heavy guns Bust it Marinate in your self-source A couple shells to dry you out To a pale horse Smashing your image Take it back Then we crack with a villian Scratching my d-dick Plus be the rapper to liquid [Busta Rhymes] Spliff Starr Rampage Rah Digga Roc Marci Baby Sham Busta Rhymes DJ Scratchator FLIPMODE SQUAD Mutha f**er What y'all n***as want Yeah you know we always gonna give it to you HARDCORE [Spliff Starr] I double drop kick n***as Run around evict n***as Give it to you full blown Like HIV sick n***as Act like you know B I watch you die slowly Tapped action Like Charles Dick to Kobe Was a blood spilling Smack a f*ggot from the village Steam boil cabbage And hurt your momma feelings Run you off the court Defeat you at your sport Spit, pop, and twist n***as Like Moet corks [Baby Sham] What now Hardcore sounds We snatch crowns Too much mouth You lay down We clear crowds Send a large threat What you expect For me to get rich n***a And blow off my set Never that I'mma rep Flipmode Till the sky's black Turn to macks And hear how we murdered this track Do you feel me dogs Six blocks Ninety-six buildings Brick walls Still push rock Cause I'm the source [Rah Digga] Now Make noise one time for the tight little swinger Posing in flicks sticking up my middle finger Everybody trying to get they little shine these days Make a b**h cold flip back to my grimy ways Ball in my court, those who lack sport Tear they a** to the roof without the black thought Coming on the scene thinking you the Don Juan Type crimes have you pissing all in your Sean Don [Busta Rhymes] HERE WE GO NOW Now what the f** y'all n***as want And how we blow And give you all exactly what you want SEE FLIPMODE IS THE SQUAD Whatever n***as wanna try We smash you in your face And make it black around your eye WE 'BOUT TO WRECK IT NO DOUBT I'm 'bout to hit y'all with some sh** that make you BUG THE fu*k OUT And make y'all n***as get real arrogant and THUG THE fu*k OUT And everytime we in the spot We always smash sh** and make y'all n***as BUST A SLUG OUT (Chorus) [Busta Rhymes] Here we go again Y'all n***as know we have to give it to you Here we go again Now feel this banger while it's running through you Here we go again We come to hit y'all with that n***a music Here we go again More sh** for y'all gon hear the drug abuse it Here we go again Now watch the way we always blow the spot Here we go again We f** sh** up and take the sh** you got Here we go again Flipmode you know we always bring it (What) Bring it (What) Bring it (What) Bring it (What) Bring it Ha Flipmode New album Labor Day 2000 f**ers The Rulership LP Flipmode Squad Unstoppable Cut the sh** off Cut it off