we did it again

Lyrics

, once upon a time reality was black and white, couldn't fit in with the younger kids and parties after nightfall, felt like they was givin' instructions how to handle life, while i felt my way through darkness and i didn't have a light-bulb, then i felt a thing something that would ignite all, energy within above my head appeared a light-bulb, soon enough the mic called, soon enough the nightclub, gathered as i rapidly knew that i found the right one, slice 'em, dice 'em, rappers falling like some, dominoes, but i don't know to me this shit is like fun, got into a love affair and music is my wife done, took me on a journey deeper than the sewage pipes run, now and then some might come, fronting like the light gone, dimmer till the inner forces, inside me deliver one more nice one, feel how fresh and new it is again, get a glimpse, after this, we'll be doin' it again, we did it again, just living in the dream, give it all to make it happen, we did it again, still shining till its done, but the story has only just begun, i can give it to you raw or give it to you fly, so eccentric with the penmanship, unlimited supply, intricate with this i spit the gift, a lyric driven guy, i've been sentenced to this pen since i was just a little guy, in my infant crib, working hard to elevate my penmanship, i would order garbage rappers with no talent end with this, when it comes to lyricism it begins and ends with this, every time they try to cut us out we send them into bliss, this music love affair is infinite, my mentalist, not meant to drift away, i'm in your home and on your internet, all in your head, you can't escape, my flow is falling in, so when this is done we'll take a break and do it all again, every time you think we finished then we doin' it again, doin' it to win, blackalicious, who is it but them, who it is intuitive and you would, lose in it with them, rhymes are fusing with the music get me lucid with the pen, using rhythm too original and finick kinda mc, and bend your mind again, see i'm finna tryin' end, the career of rappers who do not identify with them, that are getting high up in the sky and spitting flyer gems, it is different, i am him, my intent, i invent, violence for you suckas, dying then, die again, so you can not rhyme again, silence, violins play, i grin as they enter the grave they lie up in, homie, king or sire wind, i ascend, i avenge music, soothing like a hymn, i be spewin' it like them though, it stupid to pretend you could do it like your men been, doin', we doin' it, we doin' it again,