Kool Moe Dee - Here We Go Lyrics
Here we goCome onYeah, yeahThe word is outKool moe dees in the house againAnd here we go againAnd word has it, the brothers esoteric knowledgeIs a little too deep for the fansSo he gon come this time with a simplyfied rhymeCheck it out[verse 1:]Around and around and around we goPeople comin to the jam to hear me flowThe live lyricist is here and its soI got a funky beat to let you knowOnly real brothers wanna hear real rhymesAll the soft suckers want the nickel-and-dimeCandy-coated, sugar-coated bubblegum rapLong as its movin on a funky trackMy vocabularys over their headThey cant understand a word I saidSo I gotta come with the watered-down soundWith mediocre adjectives, verbs and nounsParty people in the party only wanna danceIts hard to rock a party when youre lyrically advancedI tone down the lyrics, supressed egoGot a funky rhythm, now watch me go[chorus:]Here we goCome on(go go go go...)(here we go again)(yeah yall come on)(here we go again)[verse 2:]Go with the flow? no, no, noI am the brother that sets tempoIntelligent, relevant, eloquent speakinYou do the dancin, Ill do the freakinSome people wanna dance, some people wanna listenSome people at the party only wanna hear the dissinMy versatile styles, Im able to adaptYou know Im talkin shit cause Im all thatI drop science for the brothers on the streetIntellects get it, and others want the beatThe way they feel I could be erasedAll they want is you to pump that bassRather than tryin to change the timesThey would rather me change my rhymesA positive brother? yeah, yeah, we knowBut they would rather just watch me go[chorus][verse 3:]I am a brother, young, gifted and blackTheres no need for the profane rapIm lyrically potent, very well versedSome rappers cant rap and try to hide it with a curseMoney in the pocket, gold around the neckRings on every finger, boomin system in effectTryin to imitate, or better emulateI can relate, but I rather innovateLike the creator I love to createPeace and love, conquerin hateI got a date with faithTo be known as the greatSo all you sissy-soft suckers gainin weightBecome irate, while the ladies girateInfatuate, lust and mateMental state, compensateIf I get too deep, then you wont relateSo now I gotta tone down the soundCos I can pick the beat up and turn it aroundTurn any jam to a political partyRaise your conscience and rock your bodyIf you cant relate, just clap your handsListen to the rhythm and do your danceAnd Ill just party with the alter egoRock-the-body-body-body-body, here we go[chorus]
