Here We Go Again

[Chorus] 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? [Verse 1 - Roots Manuva] 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… [Chorus] [Verse 2] 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 [Chorus] 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?