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Here I Go Again Lyrics - 36 Seasons - Ghostface Killah

Yo, I've seen Raj 

He been a friend for years 

Now your boy in blue, how he switched up gears 

He said how I been? 

I got a ear full of bad news 

Your blood is corrupt and it's time to choose 

We got some niggas running drugs that can't be touched 

Unless you wanna' handle the dirt, it'll mean so much 

I said I got this, message received 

I'mma clean up the block like you wouldn't believe 

Call me Mr. Clean, aka Starkiano 

Nine years later slid across the Verrazano 

Clean sweep, apply pressure to the scum 

This is my town, Stapleton is where I'm from 

Third shot slapped in the head with a juice box 

Grenade with no pin in his mouth, this is my block 

And Bamboo fucking with this is absurd 

I'mma handle my bee's wax, that's my word 

 

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Came up out the darkness, searching for light 

I know home is where my heart is 

And now nothing seems right 

I tried to make peace and cut my losses 

And carry on somehow 

But I've come much too far, man 

Too late to turn back now, here I go again 

Here I go again 

Here I go again 

Here I go again 

 

Now I'm exposed, my nigga, you haulin' 

Streets is different 

 

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Yeah, yeah, welcome home Starks' 

Remember us? At the jams in the parks 

All gold guzzlers, Wallabee Clarks 

Young cold hustlers, obviously sharp 

Voom with the purpose to bloom, so in tuned 

Dialogue like the Disciples in the circle of goons 

My ace boom, then you got sent to the tombs 

And shit went left, had to pinch my flesh 

And figure some other scheme to get cream, reign supreme 

You know everything ain't what it seems 

So I switched up size, had switch up lives 

And now I can fuck life and rip her thighs 

A badge and a gun that's legal, it's more lethal 

Than any local dealer that's evil leave you peoples 

The sequel 

Me and you both could split a loaf 

Just need you a little closer 

You could squeeze that toast 

And knock off targets, starting with the hardest 

By next year my nigga, we be the largest 

Felonies done with no charges 

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