XL - Here We Go lyrics
[XL - Here We Go lyrics]
See, it's like, okay
Where I come from in my neighborhood
My people know me, you know what I'm sayin'?
See if I try to come any different
They ain't gonna respect me no more
You know what I'm saying, because they you
Know, people got that thing about themselves
You know
If you come from that neighborhood, you
Know what I'm saying, you can, you can
Get out the neighborhood but you can never
Take the neighborhood outta the people
Know what I'm saying? But if you tryna, like
Jump and cross over to the other side
People understand that and they
Don't like that that's why they don't be
Buying people's music see we keeps it real
We always gon' keep it real
They try to shake me down
Like Parkinson's but all
They ought to find is I'm an artist
And from lost times parting with my heart
To find a part of mine
And part sides with the lies
But I know the world is full of 'em
And i can feel the aura that you're so thin
Pulled the sword from the stone again
No need to get my rap dagger dull again
And you don't get another chance
So no askin' bout the mulligan
And it ain't cash if I don't see it'n
My hand I won't be throwing it
Taking heads, making bread, shaking feds
Breaking sets better than any fake that ever
Made the claim they can
Easy bake and my opponent sees the
Paper 'fore I toast 'em
Dropping bombs spar on 'em pop
'em like a soda exploding like a supernova
Leave your shit like a terraphobic land rover
Moving coast to coast looking
For some more exposure
But I'm frozen over with the
Thought pf going nowhere
But that ain't possible, indigo they
Hittin' licks with them sticks, no Popsicle
Put it through your noggin for
Thinking you talked about 'em
Taking care of business
My oppositions ain't obstacles
You just some odd balls
Or even the plain fields
Compared to me you a child
'bout to slash some training wheels
The chopper cocked and still they act
Like they have mass appeal
Who got the mask of skill?
I'm popping off so you should pass the pill
Pastor black as well, no lacking passion
Rapping dope for real
Front and center with the heat
Like I was Shaquille O'Neal
Where I come from in my neighborhood
My people know me, you know what I'm sayin'?
See if I try to come any different
They ain't gonna respect me no more
You know what I'm saying, because they you
Know, people got that thing about themselves
You know
If you come from that neighborhood, you
Know what I'm saying, you can, you can
Get out the neighborhood but you can never
Take the neighborhood outta the people
Know what I'm saying? But if you tryna, like
Jump and cross over to the other side
People understand that and they
Don't like that that's why they don't be
Buying people's music see we keeps it real
We always gon' keep it real
They try to shake me down
Like Parkinson's but all
They ought to find is I'm an artist
And from lost times parting with my heart
To find a part of mine
And part sides with the lies
But I know the world is full of 'em
And i can feel the aura that you're so thin
Pulled the sword from the stone again
No need to get my rap dagger dull again
And you don't get another chance
So no askin' bout the mulligan
And it ain't cash if I don't see it'n
My hand I won't be throwing it
Taking heads, making bread, shaking feds
Breaking sets better than any fake that ever
Made the claim they can
Easy bake and my opponent sees the
Paper 'fore I toast 'em
Dropping bombs spar on 'em pop
'em like a soda exploding like a supernova
Leave your shit like a terraphobic land rover
Moving coast to coast looking
For some more exposure
But I'm frozen over with the
Thought pf going nowhere
But that ain't possible, indigo they
Hittin' licks with them sticks, no Popsicle
Put it through your noggin for
Thinking you talked about 'em
Taking care of business
My oppositions ain't obstacles
You just some odd balls
Or even the plain fields
Compared to me you a child
'bout to slash some training wheels
The chopper cocked and still they act
Like they have mass appeal
Who got the mask of skill?
I'm popping off so you should pass the pill
Pastor black as well, no lacking passion
Rapping dope for real
Front and center with the heat
Like I was Shaquille O'Neal