We Did It Again

Once upon a time reality was black and white

Couldn't fit in with the younger kids and parties after nightfall

Felt like they was givin' instructions how to handle life

While I felt my way through darkness and I didn't have a light-bulb

Then I felt a thing something that would ignite all

Energy within above my head appeared a light-bulb

Soon enough the mic called

Soon enough the nightclub

Gathered as I rapidly knew that I found the right one

Slice 'em, dice 'em

Rappers falling like some

Dominoes

But I don't know to me this shit is like fun

Got into a love affair and music is my wife done

Took me on a journey deeper than the sewage pipes run

Now and then some might come

Fronting like the light gone

Dimmer till the inner forces

Inside me deliver one more nice one

Feel how fresh and new it is again

Get a glimpse, after this

We'll be doin' it again

We did it again

Just living in the dream

Give it all to make it happen

We did it again

Still shining till its done

But the story has only just begun

I can give it to you raw or give it to you fly

So eccentric with the penmanship, unlimited supply

Intricate with this I spit the gift, a lyric driven guy

I've been sentenced to this pen since I was just a little guy

In my infant crib, working hard to elevate my penmanship

I would order garbage rappers with no talent end with this

When it comes to lyricism it begins and ends with this

Every time they try to cut us out we send them into bliss

This music love affair is infinite

My mentalist

Not meant to drift away

I'm in your home and on your internet

All in your head

You can't escape, my flow is falling in

So when this is done we'll take a break and do it all again

Every time you think we finished then we doin' it again

Doin' it to win

Blackalicious, who is it but them

Who it is intuitive and you would

Lose in it with them

Rhymes are fusing with the music get me lucid with the pen

Using rhythm too original and finick kinda MC

And bend your mind again

See I'm finna tryin' end

The career of rappers who do not identify with them

That are getting high up in the sky and spitting flyer gems

It is different, I am him

My intent, I invent

Violence for you suckas, dying then, die again

So you can not rhyme again

Silence, violins play

I grin as they enter the grave they lie up in

Homie, king or sire wind

I ascend, I avenge music

Soothing like a hymn, I be spewin' it like them though

It stupid to pretend you could do it like your men been

Doin', we doin' it, we doin' it again

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