Here I Go Again - Ghostface Killah, Rell, AZ

Yo, I’ve seen Raj

He been a friend for years

Now your boy in blue, how he switched up gears

He said how I been?

I got a ear full of bad news

Your block is corrupt and it’s time to choose

We got some niggas running drugs that can’t be touched

Unless you wanna' handle the dirt, it’ll mean so much

I said I got this, message received

I’mma clean up the block like you wouldn’t believe

Call me Mr. Clean, aka Starkiano

Nine years later slid across the Verrazano

Clean sweep, apply pressure to the scum

This is my town, Stapleton is where I’m from

Third shot slapped in the head with a juice box

Grenade with no pin in his mouth, this is my block

And Bamboo fucking with this is absurd

I’mma handle my bee’s wax, that’s my word

Came up out the darkness, searching for light

I know home is where my heart is

And now nothing seems right

I tried to make peace and cut my losses

And carry on somehow

But I’ve come much too far, man

Too late to turn back now, here I go again

Here I go again

Here I go again

Here I go again

9 joints, my nigga you’re home

Streets is different

Yeah, yeah, welcome home Starks

Remember us at the jams in the parks?

Olde Gold guzzlers, Wallabee Clarks

Young cold hustlers, obviously sharp

Voom with the purpose to bloom, so in tune

Dialogue like Disciples in the circle of goons

My ace boon, then you got sent to the tombs

And shit went left, had to pinch my flesh

And figure some other scheme to get cream, reign supreme

You know everything ain’t what it seem

So I switched up size, had to switch up lives

Now I can fuck life and rip her thighs

A badge and a gun that’s legal, it’s more lethal

Than any local dealer that’s evil leading peoples

The sequel, me and you both could split a loaf

Just need you a little closer

You could squeeze that toast

And knock off targets, starting with the hardest

By next year my nigga, we be the largest

Felonies done with no charges