Once again, big cee came to handle biz,
Once again, lil' bekah, soul vocalist
Once again, theory, yeah the man can spit
And finally we hit the lab, homie lamp the spliff, yeah
Yo yo, once again, big cee came to handle biz
And make these dumb muhfuckas see how wack they is
I'm part time with the music so I rap a bit
Coz I been raping corporations while there's cash to get
Swing mics, so I'm literally smackin' kids
Stay paid, like lays, I'mma stack my chips
On stage with a mic, magnet for chicks
Got the honey's all flashin' me their landing strips
And I, just do it, I ain't planned to spit
Yo I'm addicted to the business and ain't plan to quit
I dropped shit in '04 now I'm back again
Yo we and theory, ya hearin' me, them cats is here, gyeah
Listen coz the kid is ready, b
And I got big plans for this year ahead of me
I'mma one sick man with a flow that's deadly
Homie, once again, we spark it up like adrenaline, eh
People holla 'what's this white boy on?'
I rock my abercrombie shit and get my white boy on
And to all the haters thinking cee gon' change
Cup the balls, work the shaft and say my name, faggots
Once again
Yo it ain't no surprise
Once again
How well we rock the mic
Once again
If you're feelin' me tonight
Once again
Throw your hands up in the sky
Once again got the blunt and pen adrenaline
I'mma give you goosebumps in your skin, now settle in
I'mma revel in the glory, I'm feelin' the dream
And I'mma set it off with cee, you know we still in the scene
On the mic the flow dead-ly, killing machines
We blow like cyclotrimethyline-trinitramine
The mean deviation from the mean, on the scene
Since nineteen, I been sparking aquamarine
My mind flies in high definition widescreen
1080P rhymes, 16 by 9
These kids be rewindin' time and time again
When it's I kickin' lines at them (bitches)
Sometimes I can't find a pen, so I scribe
The designs on my eye lens and spit without blinking
You better find a friend to guard your shit
Cos if you start to trip I'mma flip without thinking
Now take this dick and start licking, this hip hop shit
Got my heart ticking but fuck it it's a harsh business
Stop and start in the middle of the park, the harsh shit
Ahh shit I'm addicted, let me spark this
Once again
Yo it ain't no surprise
Once again
How well we rock the mic
Once again
If you're feelin' me tonight
Once again
Throw your hands up in the sky
