This first track is driven by sub-heavy ambient bass layers and soft mallet textures. It blends golden era hip-hop sensibilities with the incisive Snubnoze style delivery. The dusty bappy drums, reminiscent of early 90s patterns, collapse with funky vocal cadences, creating that drama movie sonic te...
[Verse 1: Guice]
A little bastard mastered the art of kickin' rhymes from the pastor
Now you bitin' my rhymes like a New York stinky ass would
Cheddar don't even tries to explain
No, we not from the same game, nigga, watch the blood stains
Spread with the lead, one buck to your head
One more nigga dead from the shit he said
So spread the word like Miracle Whip
Don't slip or I pulls my .38 from my hip
It's a trip when I take a pull from the roach clip
Take a dip in that '64, dodgin' from the chief’s patrol
Somebody help my soul, can't get caught 'cause I'm on parole
So let down the window, roll out the indo sacks
Blue lights flashin' from the back like that, uh!
Rat-tat-tat-tat with my Gat, gots to peel another motherfucker’s cap
Once again it’s on!
[Chorus: Guice & Eli]
Once again it's on! (Once again it's on...)
Once again it's on! (Once again it's on...)
Once again it's on! (Once again it's on...)
Once again it's on! (Once again it's on...)
Ain’t no nigga like a Snubnoze nigga
’Cause the rest of y’all niggas ain’t shit!
Ain’t no nigga like a Snubnoze nigga
’Cause the rest of y’all niggas ain’t shit!
Ain’t no nigga like a Snubnoze nigga
’Cause the rest of y’all niggas ain’t shit!
Ain’t no nigga like a Snubnoze nigga
’Cause the rest of y’all niggas ain’t shit!
[Verse 2: Big Eli]
Spark up the blunt, don’t front
'Cause I want to get high, the capital E-L-I
Straps mill’ caps and I must rap
Fake jacks slangin' rocks all across the map
So champs, peep out the grammar
Cock back the hammer, two more years in the slammer
Fuck it, gotta be true to the game
Mary Jane got 'em jumpin' like the House of Pain
Explain why it gotta be like that?
Got a Gat, and I’m always watchin’ my back
Buck buck, when a motherfucker starts to clown
Buck buck, nine millimeter buckin’ 'em down
To the ground, 'cause a nigga got no love
Gotta get away, find a nigga with them dub sacks
Pump up them fresh Black tracks
In a 9-Tre Cadillac Black, once again it’s on!
[Chorus: Guice & Eli]
Once again it's on! (Once again it's on...)
Once again it's on! (Once again it's on...)
Once again it's on! (Once again it's on...)
Once again it's on! (Once again it's on, nigga...)
Ain’t no nigga like a Snubnoze nigga
’Cause the rest of y’all niggas ain’t shit!
Ain’t no nigga like a Snubnoze nigga
’Cause the rest of y’all niggas ain’t shit!
Ain’t no nigga like a Snubnoze nigga
’Cause the rest of y’all niggas ain’t shit!
Ain’t no nigga like a Snubnoze nigga
’Cause the rest of y’all niggas ain’t shit!
[Verse 3: Guice]
Crackheads beatin' on my door for a blow
At four in the mornin', and I'm still yawnin'
On and on and on, and it don’t stop
Slingin' rocks on the block till the cops roll by
With the headlights on high beam
And a motherfucker can’t be seen
Just a teenage nigga from the neighborhood
A motherfucker up to no good
In the slums, moms couldn’t buy a tux for the prom
So I had to come as a bomb, and some
People think I won’t live too long
Now I gotta prove 'em wrong
So bring out the nines and the 12-gauge shotguns
Don’t get popped, son, and you better not run
Dim the lights low, cock the motherfuckin’ .44
We let 'em know, once again it’s on!
[Chorus: Guice & Eli]
Once again it's on! (Once again it's on...)
Once again it's on! (Once again it's on...)
Once again it's on! (Once again it's on...)
Once again it's on! (Once again it's on!)
Ain’t no nigga like a Snubnoze nigga
’Cause the rest of y’all niggas ain’t shit!
Ain’t no nigga like a Snubnoze nigga
’Cause the rest of y’all niggas ain’t shit!
Ain’t no nigga like a Snubnoze nigga
’Cause the rest of y’all niggas ain’t shit!
Ain’t no nigga like a Snubnoze nigga
’Cause the rest of y’all niggas ain’t shit!
(Biatch!)
Once Again It’s On was written by Guice & Eli (Snubnoze).
Once Again It’s On was produced by Blackout (Memphis).