"Here we go (remix)" genre: Big Beat
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	Frantic vocals, mad bassline, chemical breaks.
	Story Behind the Song Classic remix of one of my best songs ever, actually had to slow the vocals down to lay them over this track as they were originally recorded at a faster tempo! Lyrics Here We Go ---------- Here we go, here we go, as I keep with the flow, it's the G on the mic and I'm here to let you know, that I ain't giving up till I get my comeuppance, my accuracy's so tight I back-spin on a tuppence, but hold, wait a minute, slow it down, I got a little carried away, don't want to make your head pound, as I hit you with the lyrical style of my sound, you know I'll always be around and I can always be found, so if you need a little high I'm guaranteed to make you smile, you got the number to dial, I always come with my style, and if you check in my file I got a little mic pile, I’m takin’ out MC’s like it’s murder on the Nile! --chorus Turn it up a little louder as we dive straight back in, to the deep green waterfall that carries my grin, as I start my battlin’ and then I wipe out Jin, you know I think Jackie Chan might be my next of kin, cause I always win and y’know I never lose, never leave a bruise no matter how much I abuse, maxin’ clockin’ zee’s every time I need a snooze, an if your sparkin’ up a blunt y’know I’ll always go two’s, I never take no flack, I’m always ready to attack, Cause everything that I’ve got is everything I know you lack, So if you step up to me y’know I’ll give you a whack, I’ll catch your bullets in my teeth an then I’ll spit em right back! --chorus 1 - 2, 1 - 2, as I perform my mic check, always spittin out the lyrics cause I got the skillz to wreck, all you suckers in the place y’know you’d better hit the deck, before the beatz and the bass and the rhymes all connect, I pump up the bass to make your head vibrate some more, an if you catch me an my skillz y’know your gonna drop your jaw, I keep on building up and up till you can’t take no more, an then I let it all out, I keep it rugged and raw, so as your ears get caressed y’know your infinitely blessed, to hear my style at it’s best and I hope that your impressed, cause as a guest your interest might just put me to the test, but I’ll infest your eardrums before I let you take a rest! --chorus Yeah, y’know it’s all good, as I sip on a Bud, I’m the man with the hood I thought you understood, I flip a rhyme through your ears, relentless like a verbal flood, lyrically there’s no competition I’ll put your ass in the mud, speed it up a little bit more until it penetrates your core, like a huge amphetamine spore that you just can’t ignore, because it’s seeping out your pores and making you reach for the door, and driving you on more and more until you reach the dance floor, I keep up the tempo, delivering blow after blow, never ceasing like a pro I got my verbal seed to sow, as your eyes begin to glow and your pupils start to grow, I guess it’s time to start the show, so come on now here we go! --chorus --break --chorus

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