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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;[featuring beanie seagal, dice raw]

[scratch - intro]

[chorus]
Once again, &#39;gain
Once again, &#39;gain
Once again, &#39;gain, &#39;gain
Ladies and gentlemen
Once again, &#39;gain
Once again, &#39;gain
Once again, &#39;gain, &#39;gain
Yo, adrenaline

[dice raw]
Yo, i&#39;m in the eye of the storm where the pressure&#39;s on
And mc&#39;s are dressed funny like a leprichaun
I chop rappers like chicken suizceiun
Send a squad off like a slave auction
Yo my zodiac sign read caution
On stage, i&#39;ll make your seed to an orphan
Yo, my agent have to break equation
Niggas want some? i hit &#39;em with a portion
Son of fifth foursome, armed at the door, son
In milita, dice raw quick draw, son
You don&#39;t want no more son? that&#39;s when more come
And drag a nigga eerie avenue to oregon, you&#39;re all done
Ladies and gentlemen, select a weapon at the gate
Upon enterting the roots&#39; instruemtalin&#39;
Spark shit, them niggas try to talk shit
We hit &#39;em like the l on 60th and market
South philly click will hold it til a nigga park it
Take sneaks, chains and rings and braclets
Split back, just like we the therapist
Adrenaline, fifth mic terrorist
Once again

[chorus]

[malik b]
Nigga, nigga, niggas tryin&#39; to get a grip
Bu still slip, so lift me up
Ever since i was a pup i was designed to erupt
You get to know me, you&#39;ll poke me slowly
When caught fussin&#39;
Some niggas thoguht they was, when of course they wasn&#39;t
Punked &#39;em with the dozen
The pellets all in they skellet
Transform from the norm, start the brainstorm
Yeah, malik b from the roots, he ain&#39;t gone
I took the wrong exit, the sings to lay on
I&#39;m trapped up in about five worlds with live pearls
Shouts to armour and ??? whose name jahlil
The moat is deep water so let your hand expand in
Demandin&#39;, taking you back like knots landing
And ralph cramdon, we out, you&#39;ll see in hampton
Yo, what what what what what what
I get wicked on this concrete earth until i rot
Didn&#39;t figure how to conquer it yet
But still i rock once again

[chorus]

[dice raw]
Beans passed the mac and we held &#39;em, like hostages
Rappers see me hide they face, like ostriches
Dice&#39;ll grind your brain into little sasuages
Under water rap, you know who the bosses is
North philly, baby, that&#39;s where that raw shit is
You get blown out the sky once you get talkin&#39; it
Hey, take the vibe raw, i fathered it
And when you see me on the street don&#39;t bother kid
Just be on your merry way or you might get slit
Ask around, wonderin&#39; what dice raw did
Lay you on floors like you gettin&#39; carpeted
You need a special kind of mic, for retarded kids
Me against you&#39;s like kang vs. the partridges
Wanna battle? change your name to the forfeiters
Cuz that&#39;s what you do, faced to face with raw niggas
I give you a bad case of the fucked-up jitters
Once again

[chorus]

[beanie seagal]
They used to talk shit, but i&#39;m a quiet &#39;em
Kick in the door with my boys, stick to fryin&#39; &#39;em
First nigga that flinch, i&#39;m a fire him
Tape him up, grip his hands, and plyer them
Know the bricks is in here, where you hidin&#39; &#39;em?
Don&#39;t die in the shit that you lyin&#39; in
Used to get fronted bricks, now i&#39;m buyin&#39; &#39;em
Used to cop off my man, now i&#39;m supplyin&#39; him
Paid a front row seats, watchin&#39; iverson
First class air crash when i&#39;m flyin&#39; in
To , shaq, eddie, kobe bryant and them
Save the jokes for chris tucker, richard pryor and them
Used to shotgun in cars that i&#39;m drivin&#39; &#39;em
Used to hustle &#39;round bars, y&#39;all was robbin&#39; &#39;em
Run all up in yo&#39; spot with rob and &#39;em
Grew up, two-four, with pry and &#39;em
But do my dirt, twenty first, with kyle and them
Nigga pop, nigga buzz, little mark and them
Brother knews, nigga schooled marly park and them
Nigga jump, pull a pump, low sparkin&#39; &#39;em
I know shit right now gettin&#39; dark to them
Tore their body all up, ain&#39;t no chalkin&#39; &#39;em
To sharp for them, move out in the dark on &#39;em
These illadel&#39; foul streets when i&#39;m stompin&#39; &#39;em

[chorus]

[scratch - outro]

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