Here I Go
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Here I Go was released on October 10, 1995 by Jive as a part of the album Mind of Mystikal
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Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mystikal
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Tyler
Songwriter
Leroy "Precise" Edwards
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Leroy "Precise" Edwards
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
What you, what you gon', what you gon'
What you, what you gon' do? What you wan' do? (****)
What you, what you gon', what you gon'
What you gon', what you wan', what you wan' do, ****?
Uh, ooh, here I go
Here I go, here I go, here I go
I know y'all **** ain't fuckin' with me 'cause I can't fuck with my damn self, here I go
I know y'all **** ain't fuckin' with me 'cause I can't fuck with my damn self, here I go
The man right here (It's the man right here)
The man, the man right here, uh (It's the man right here)
Here I go (Here I go)
[Verse 1]
Y'all motherfuckers better get ready to rumble
In back of the line like a congo, I'm spicy like gumbo, 'Cise on the bongo
Y'all motherfuckers ain't ready
Ain't finna told you that I got bitches that come better and sharp as a machete
Dope, I don't, herbs, I do
You bitches probably couldn't see me with a birds-eye view, ooh
It's alive, finna make your head spin
Stop walking the one-way to a fuckin' dead end
But you're yellow, coward-hearted, better bring some water
Kick the gasoline can over, get this fuckin' fire started
Your heart jump like a bass drum bump
If you bad enough to meet the alligator in the swamp (Here I go)
[Chorus]
Here I go (Here I go), here I go (Here I go)
Here I go (Here I go), here I go (Here I go)
Here I go (Here I go), here I go (Here I go)
The man right here
[PostChorus]
Uh (Uh), uh (Uh), uh (Uh), uh (Uh)
What you motherfuckers know 'bout rap? (What you motherfuckers know 'bout rap?)
Who put you on the map? (Who put you on the fuckin' map?)
I know y'all **** ain't fucking with me 'cause I can't fuck with my damn (With my damn self)
Here I go (The man right here)
Here I go, here I go
Uh, damn
Uh, uh
All I (What you be doin'? What you be doin'?)
[Verse 2]
Rhyme slayin', straight suckers I'm slayin'
Hoes I'm layin', **** gon' barely stand
I got 'em layin' and prayin', delayin', decayin'
Ask them hoes, I ain't playin' with 'em
All you can eat, yellin' turn your cheek
Cock back like like Mad Max and knock out one of them fuckin' teeth
I'm a mean gene machine
Executioner be appeased with guillotine
My lifestyle is brutal, like a pit on a poodle
After disaster, I'll have you sippin' on chicken noodle
Get your ass in gear, gettin' fucked by your women
I'm the shark in the dark, bitch, at night, don't go swimming
'Cause if you do, you're doomed
If it was more dealin', I'd probably be the king of the Looney Tunes
Sweatin' and gaspin', I'm a massive assassin
While I'm smashin' and slashin', kickin' ass with a passion
Mystikal's on a roll, just that throwed (Ice cold)
Another **** couldn't touch me with a flagpole
Wanna fight Iron Mike, but you're too damn light
Like a knife, I'll rip you from your ass to your appetite
Gangster, gang sinister
Fuck a doctor, I'm the foreign minister
Don't brag, fag
Wanna battle, bring a body bag
I'm gonna need it to carry your stupid ass
I observe, time to serve
Rhymes I heard like words of King George the Third
I proceed to mislead and skeet hoes I've G'd
Devour 'cause I'm sour like Johnny Appleseed
I intrude, hoes call me rude, bitch, I'm smooth
Watch your fuckin' attitude
Blast from the past, curse like a mack
I'm like a black cat on the trail of a fat rat
You gonna overdose and choke off these rhymes I wrote
Somebody said that you was lookin' for me
[Chorus]
Here I go (Here I go), here I go (Here I go)
Here I go (Here I go), here I go (Here I go)
Here I go (Here I go), here I go (Here I go)
Here I go (Here I go)
The man right here
[Verse 3]
I'm comin' straight for your throat like a coyote on a goat
Note by note, you sweat me like a ho
But no, you ho, cannot find an antidote
'Cause when I start to flow, murder he wrote
Huff, puff, and bluff, come touch this rough stuff and get cuffed
Snuffed, buffed, and scuffed
You can't hit this, get with this or witness
I'm bad-tempered, I'll fuck you up with the quickness
I paid my dues, I'm bad news to fools
I choose, you lose, fuck the rules
I wreck beaucoup crews, ****, with the words I use
Got me feeling like Z.Z. Hill 'cause I'm screamin' and screamin' and singin' the blues
You been child-abused
I never bled in the battle, I refuse to bruise
You can bring your whole posse, bitch, I still won't lose
I'll stomp your whole staff, you must want a bloodbath
Fuckin' riff-raff, break you in half and laugh
Snapped and served you, in fact, tripped you and curbed you
Think about them words you heard, you fuckin' nerd, you
You tried to probably rob me, you dodged me
Fuckin', fightin', makin' money all my hobbies
Freezin' degrees them up
Run 'em up, shut 'em up, buttered 'em up
What up? Wanna fight? Bitch, put 'em up
How that sound? Come get knocked down
Bolos I throw, bitch, you won't last a round
I bet, let's see what we can fuck with next
Step that ass in the ring (Ding), and I'ma jab you to death
'Cause I'm the hood last Black prince of the South
And he who run up gon' get knocked the fuck out
Pound for pound, blow for blow we could go
'Cause if you're really lookin' for an ass whoopin'
Here I go (Here I go), here I go (Here I go), here I go (Here I go)
Uh, the man right here
Written by: Leroy Edwards, Michael Tyler

