Here We Go lyrics

[Intro]

Well we're going to play the cut right now

And it's a going to be a very, very big hit

[Chorus]

He feel it, she feel it, we feel it

So round and round we go

He feel it, she feel it, we feel it

Aaaah, here we go

He gon' get up, she gon' get up, we gon' get up

Lockin' down the joint til the playa haters shut up

Take you to outer limits flawless with no gimmicks

Imitate but can't get it

Aaaah, here we go

[Verse 1]

My brain pattern skip a jiggawatt

No more room in the pan I cook up rhymes in a bigger pot

On a roll, what you figure got

Tricks up my sleeve you won't believe

My story lead to a thicker plot

Words leap off the pages, hop on stages

We crazy, need to be locked in cages

Raah you feel it

Yeah I'm light skinned vanilla

Comin atcha like a pack of gorillas

Whole planet gon' ape

Understand from afar Nashville to the lone star state

Relate (uh), indicator instilled in me by men greater

This where you belong strong you gon' be great

Flaunt clout with a scream and a shout, cast out doubt

Fast like a gun blast drawn out

The sounds in leaps and bounds

Flush out clowns creeps and Hounds

Foxes and wolves in sheep's gowns

[Chorus]

He feel it, she feel it, we feel it

So round and round we go

He feel it, she feel it, we feel it

Aaaah, here we go

He gon' get up, she gon' get up, we gon' get up

Lockin' down the joint til the playa haters shut up

Take you to outer limits flawless with no gimmicks

Imitate but can't get it

Aaaah, here we go

[Verse 2]

I was born in the cold

Moved to the heat

Got used to the flame

Now I spit it on beat

I was raised in the womb

Groomed by Christ

With a gift to raise souls from the tomb

Please don't assume

We ain't tryna take the slot

Blow the spot

Worldwide still parta the plot

Everybody talkin' bout changin' the game

But everything I hear y'all soundin' the same

From the beats to the videos, clothes and looks

Same concept for your flows and hook

See these 'round here they can raise the dead

So come on everybody now bob your head

Y'all need this, heed these words to the wise

Rhymes so meaty like jambalaya

Got truth for hire

Can you stand the fire

To see you come alive that's my desire, now

[Chorus]

He feel it, she feel it, we feel it

So round and round we go

He feel it, she feel it, we feel it

Aaaah, here we go

He gon' get up, she gon' get up, we gon' get up

Lockin' down the joint til the playa haters shut up

Take you to outer limits flawless with no gimmicks

Imitate but can't get it

Aaaah, boy looka here

[Verse 3]

Have you ever heard a dead man talk before

You ever seen a dead man walk before

You ever heard dead man lock the flo'

Like these before

We raised the quo

Now my time flip make time change

You knew another record would hit

Explode and make your brains hang

Peep my language of my dialect

Circulate like a boomerang

Man what did you expect

[Chorus]

He feel it, she feel it, we feel it

So round and round we go

He feel it, she feel it, we feel it

Aaaah, here we go

He gon' get up, she gon' get up, we gon' get up

Lockin' down the joint til the playa haters shut up

Take you to outer limits flawless with no gimmicks

Imitate but can't get it

Aaaah, here we go

He feel it, she feel it, we feel it

So round and round we go

He feel it, she feel it, we feel it

Aaaah, here we go

He gon' get up, she gon' get up, we gon' get up

Lockin' down the joint til the playa haters shut up

Take you to outer limits flawless with no gimmicks

Imitate but can't get it

Aaaah, here we go

He feel it, she feel it, we feel it

So round and round we go

He feel it, she feel it, we feel it

Aaaah, here we go

He gon' get up, she gon' get up, we gon' get up

Lockin' down the joint til the playa haters shut up

Take you to outer limits flawless with no gimmicks

Imitate but can't get it

Aaaah, here we go

[Outro]

Aaah, here we go

• Artist:GRITS
• Album:The Art of Translation (2002)