Take Me Back (feat. Leron Thomas & Tanya Morgan)

Yo, I can't lie, this feels like a lonely planet Up for echelon of skilled next-level talent Not many understand it, so I got some explaining to do Hold up, let me hit it another like me Probably not a human being Might be a little blind, maybe hard of hearing But will depend when I describe what I'm feeling Not many singing me, nah, nope, they can't Replace the cape with a fresh pair of kicks Still fly, so that superpower fits The origin is when I was a kid I started noticing, maybe I'm a lot different Then one fateful night, I blazed the mic Fire, made the whole stage ignite Super more than a rhyme writer Against crooks and liars, I'm a crime fighter Ooh, oh, you need to Ooh, oh, you need to Ooh, oh, you need to Ooh Take me back Crash-landed from space in the '80s Planet Brooklyn, fast little baby I was founded for a green park, wrapped in dapodan My first words were, "Remind, never clap your hands" Coulda sworn I was born for a rack of fans Put the last four letters in the African My walker had turntables on it Couldn't even write, had sinus in the bonnet Thought I was a comet, still no reasoning Hear wack shit and start weakening Lately, I've been working on a bite of proof soup 'Cause a lot of y'all rap's just a bunch of goof troops Skills that could leap over bills for the bills Things all made out of tape from the reels Take what I feel and I fill up pages Skills up, still tucked, rappers are in danger Ooh, oh, you need to Ooh, oh, you need to Ooh, oh, you need to Ooh Take me back Take me back