Released on October 10, 1995

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[Intro]

What you, what you gon', what you gon'

What you, what you gon' do? What you wan' do? (Nigga)

What you, what you gon', what you gon'

What you gon', what you wan', what you wan' do, nigga?

Uh, ooh, here I go

Here I go, here I go, here I go

I know y'all niggas ain't fuckin' with me 'cause I can't fuck with my damn self, here I go

I know y'all niggas 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


[Post-Chorus]

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 niggas 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', niggas 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 nigga 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, nigga, 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