Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Here We Go Again, artist - Kottonmouth Kings. Album song High Society, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
Here We Go Again |
Now who say Dog Boy only come |
In a reggae fashion?! |
My Mom say «Never Judge a Book by |
It’s Cover.» |
Turn the page to discover |
You got the reggae on one and |
The punk rock ragamuffin on the other |
Richter!!! |
You know it’s time to leave my house, so I slid out the door |
Had this hole in my pocket so my sack hit the floor |
Now this ain’t nothing new I’ve had these jeans for years |
Hopped into my bus and started banging the gears |
Took it on the redline then I slapped into |
Reached in-between my seats and I pulled out another brew |
But now I’m 5−0-2 it ain’t the route for me |
So I grab some chicken littles from KFC |
I’ma go to Mickey D’s get a burger with some cheese |
Discuss these plans how I’m flippin' these keys |
Capisce, a cuz a cuz you don’t' know him |
I’ll give it to my friend, know him, we spilt the door |
Back in the bus we puffs, kept rollin' |
Scoot Dog Boy, Daddy X is holdin' |
There go the potion look you’re frozen |
Damn this bud’s good |
Here We Go Again, Bump 2000 |
Here We Go Again, Bump 2000 |
Forward The Plan |
Forward The Mission |
Here We Go Again, Bump 2000 |
BUMP BUMP! |
You know how the sound flows |
BUMP BUMP! |
Yo it’s like that you know |
BUMP BUMP! |
Babylon beware we got one microphone for the world to share! |
I got a '85 caddy with the Clarion Amp |
With some 10's in the trunk for punks who wanna bump my shit |
Bang, rattle your chest and brain |
Frame by frame rearrange your shit |
Adjust your amps and your shit might hit |
Don’t quit to the beat, the bass gets deeper |
Listen to the tones as they crush your speakers with the little thump |
Well yup I’m still drunk with the humps in the trunk |
You hear the Kottonmouth Kings yellin' out BUMP! |
BUMP! |
I flew through a yellow then I ran a red |
Grabbed a bev saw a cop then hit the clutch and breath |
Knew I had to slow down so I smoked a bowl |
Picked up D-Loc and told him start to roll |
Freeway was packed so I paid the toll |
Four joints later my bus was fishbowled |
Here We Go Again, Bump 2000 |
Here We Go Again, Bump 2000 |
Forward The Plan |
Forward The Mission |
Here We Go Again, Bump 2000 |
BUMP BUMP! |
You know how the sound flows |
BUMP BUMP! |
Yo it’s like that you know |
BUMP BUMP! |
Babylon beware we got one microphone for the world to share! |
Jamaica island of the sounds |
And all you ever hear is the bass and drum |
I said the ??? |
??? |
ragamuffin |
??? |
wicked rhythm |
??? |
ride through Jamacian countryside |
When it come to music lord we love it |
Any style we ??? |
Bump 2000 lord here we come again |
First time around we rock all across the land |
How’s that sound with the tick and the bump |
I puff the skunk while I’m settin' off alarms |
EQ my Mid so my highs don’t twitch |
I drop bombs while your sounds blown to shit |
I like to sip on my binger |
Ice water rips are cleaner |
Push the bowl down with my finger |
Then i snapped a load |
The bud i got is meaner |
Felony no misdemeanor |
Got a Beamer same as Zingers' |
With the system full blown |
Daddy X, correct, Who’d You Expect? |
The mans ??? |
connect |
X is for ecstasy |
Is that why the fucker’s standing next to me |
Or is it because I’m a Kottonmouth King |
With pounds and pounds and pounds of Florida keif |
Naw no thang smoke ring coinsure |
You’ll never find my bong water dirty like the sewer |
Here We Go Again, Bump 2000 |
Here We Go Again, Bump 2000 |
Forward The Plan |
Forward The Mission |
Here We Go Again, Bump 2000 |
BUMP BUMP! |
You know how the sound flows |
BUMP BUMP! |
Yo it’s like that you know |
BUMP BUMP! |
Babylon beware we got one microphone for the world to share |