Songtext von Here I Go Again

Greetings, welcome to the proceedings You won't be needing your seating For this lyrical meeting, there's no eating And no biting, fighting is in the lobby I didn't know that so much dough was in a hobby My last rhyme was a pasttime, yet at present I present the scent - smell The funk from below hell >from where I fell But I still got my soul So I'm never gonna sell I'd rather tell it just like it is Plus it's my mic, so act like it is You can ask giz, you can ask anybody I rock any party, word to miz (it ain't he biz) so what it is? Straight up, you'll get ate up just like breakfast If it's a bunch, then that's lunch, and in the next is Dinner, now who's the lucky winner for the evening? Flex and you won't be leaving, or even breathing I had to come back, so there ain't no misbelieving (here I go) (here I go) (here I go again)