Here We Go Lyrics - Singles - Kool Moe Dee

Here we go 

Come on 

Yeah yeah 

The word is out 

Kool Moe Dee's in the house again 

And here we go again 

And word has it the brother's esoteric knowledge 

Is a little too deep for the fans 

So he gon' come this time with a simplified rhyme 

Check it out 

Around and around and around we go 

People comin' to the jam to hear me flow 

The live lyricist is here and it's so 

I got a funky beat to let you know 

Only real brothers wanna hear real rhymes 

All the soft suckers want the nickel-and-dime 

Candy-coated, sugar-coated bubblegum rap 

Long as it's movin' on a funky track 

My vocabulary's over their head 

They can't understand a word I said 

So I gotta come with the watered-down sound 

With mediocre adjectives, verbs and nouns 

Party people in the party only wanna dance 

It's hard to rock a party when you're lyrically advanced 

I tone down the lyrics, suppressed ego 

Got a funky rhythm, now watch me go 

Here we go 

Come on 

(Go go go go) 

(Here we go again) 

(Yeah, y'all come on) 

(Here we go again) 

Go with the flow? No, no, no 

I am the brother that sets tempo 

Intelligent, relevant, eloquent speakin' 

You do the dancin', I'll do the freakin' 

Some people wanna dance, some people wanna listen 

Some people at the party only wanna hear the dissin' 

My versatile styles, I'm able to adapt 

You know I'm talkin' shit 'cause I'm all that 

I drop science for the brothers on the street 

Intellects get it, and others want the beat 

The way they feel I could be erased 

All they want is you to pump that bass 

Rather than tryin' to change the times 

They would rather me change my rhymes 

A positive brother? Yeah, yeah, we know 

But they would rather just watch me go 

Here we go 

Come on 

(Go go go go) 

(Here we go again) 

(Yeah, y'all come on) 

(Here we go again) 

I am a brother, young, gifted and black 

There's no need for the profane rap 

I'm lyrically potent, very well versed 

Some rappers can't rap and try to hide it with a curse 

Money in the pocket, gold around the neck 

Rings on every finger, boomin' system in effect 

Tryin' to imitate, or better emulate 

I can relate, but I rather innovate 

Like the creator I love to create 

Peace and love, conquerin' hate 

I got a date with faith 

To be known as the great 

So all you sissy-soft suckers gainin' weight 

Become irate, while the ladies irate 

Infatuate, lust and mate, mental state, compensate 

If I get too deep, then you won't relate 

So now I gotta tone down the sound 

'Cos I can pick the beat up and turn it around 

Turn any jam to a political party 

Raise your conscience and rock your body 

If you can't relate, just clap your hands 

Listen to the rhythm and do your dance 

And I'll just party with the alter ego 

Rock-the-body-body-body-body, here we go 

Here we go 

Come on 

(Go go go go) 

(Here we go again) 

(Yeah, y'all come on) 

(Here we go again)