Roots Manuva - Here we go again lyrics
[Roots Manuva - Here we go again lyrics]
Here we go again run into me when you find
Out you got no friends
I’m sick of your pretence
A pose upon man say you
Big dog upon your rates thats a lie, ay?
It’s funny how life comes and scolds a dude
Certain people don’t wanna learn but
He shows a 'tude
And those blokes never used to go to school
Now they wanna come and push
Up with some playground moves
And a grown man should put
Down those childish things
And let the knowledge of
One’s self resinate within
But something in his life
Isn’t right with him
He’s caught up in the hype
And it bites within
And I hear him say he closer to the pirating
There ain't no business of my own
And that’s his private ting
And these days I really can’t
Be tight with him
Back in the days we used to raise
We used to blaze the wing
That was then, now is now
We flex a little different
We more significant, we more eloquent
We more relevant, hyptic element
Set for the betterment
And now we’re telling them
Here we go again run into me when you find
Out you got no friends
I’m sick of your pretence
A pose upon man say you
Big dog upon your rates thats a lie, ay?
I told the boy that it's best
That he knows his self
Take time with his study and
He grows his self
Be aware of the mimicry of prankster life
Theres truely few on the road
That lead a gangster life
Best we motivate and give thanks for life
Or wind up paying at a costly price
Big our minds up, quick to be hypnotised
Fighting for monitary crumbs
And feable prize judge it, blessed we are
And people with a small mind
Streched with nah
Power with the paranoid, putrid debaters
Lonely patriots, trapped in the matrix
Blind to the sacred
Nature of the sufferer, to reinvent
And heal thy self with the
Wealth and the know-how
Power to pursue, shall get through
Rebel on the hurt now, Rebel know truth
Here we go again run into me when you find
Out you got no friends
I’m sick of your pretence
I push up on man say you
Big dog upon your rates thats a lie, ay?
Here we go again run into me when you find
Out you got no friends
I’m sick of your pretence
I push up on man say you
Big dog upon your rates thats a lie, ay?
Out you got no friends
I’m sick of your pretence
A pose upon man say you
Big dog upon your rates thats a lie, ay?
It’s funny how life comes and scolds a dude
Certain people don’t wanna learn but
He shows a 'tude
And those blokes never used to go to school
Now they wanna come and push
Up with some playground moves
And a grown man should put
Down those childish things
And let the knowledge of
One’s self resinate within
But something in his life
Isn’t right with him
He’s caught up in the hype
And it bites within
And I hear him say he closer to the pirating
There ain't no business of my own
And that’s his private ting
And these days I really can’t
Be tight with him
Back in the days we used to raise
We used to blaze the wing
That was then, now is now
We flex a little different
We more significant, we more eloquent
We more relevant, hyptic element
Set for the betterment
And now we’re telling them
Here we go again run into me when you find
Out you got no friends
I’m sick of your pretence
A pose upon man say you
Big dog upon your rates thats a lie, ay?
I told the boy that it's best
That he knows his self
Take time with his study and
He grows his self
Be aware of the mimicry of prankster life
Theres truely few on the road
That lead a gangster life
Best we motivate and give thanks for life
Or wind up paying at a costly price
Big our minds up, quick to be hypnotised
Fighting for monitary crumbs
And feable prize judge it, blessed we are
And people with a small mind
Streched with nah
Power with the paranoid, putrid debaters
Lonely patriots, trapped in the matrix
Blind to the sacred
Nature of the sufferer, to reinvent
And heal thy self with the
Wealth and the know-how
Power to pursue, shall get through
Rebel on the hurt now, Rebel know truth
Here we go again run into me when you find
Out you got no friends
I’m sick of your pretence
I push up on man say you
Big dog upon your rates thats a lie, ay?
Here we go again run into me when you find
Out you got no friends
I’m sick of your pretence
I push up on man say you
Big dog upon your rates thats a lie, ay?