BACK 2 HIPHOP (feat. Nas)

Ing the alarm Get on the horn and inform Everyone from Oregon to Melbourne That the funk phenomenon has been reborn And transformed You coulda sworn that you wasn't warned 'cause we was Trapped in a box of a rapper's pond It was a square to be kicked to an octagon We gotten' strong from the pain it's undergone Whereupon we kill the beat when the mic ain't on That's my motherfuckin' procedure I'm cold with the flow I will freeze ya I'm the emperor, I'm Caesar Can somebody tell me where the MC's are? I violate over guitars, annihilate and operate like I'm on ER Lyrical gang bang 'cause I'm behind bars And rearrange DNA, play like God I bring it back Back to life, back to life Back to life, back to life Back to life, back to life Back to life, back to life It's the credible, original, strong individual Send a million decibels of sound through your physical Alligator ritual turns out it was the visual Proficient with the lyrical, a vision like a miracle Damage all you mumblin' MC's 'rounded by decimal And christen a residual, why you still remain minimal Maximize, utilize, my plan mineral Do not try to bite 'cause my shit is not edible Rhyme unforgettable like Nat King Cole You can feel it on your neck like you in a choke hold Unfold the mystery, unload the BEP Bangin' on your speakers while you haters waiting patiently What would be the next step, next move on set Betting that it's over but we haven't even started yet More check, raw check, complex intricate Resurrect the bitch and bring it back like this Back to life, back to life Back to life, back to life Back to life, back to life Back to life, back to life One show hey go for the gusto On a boat, full of dope, goin' up flow Ali when I float it's a KO Faced with a flow, gonna hit 'em with the payload MOAB got 'em runnin' like Usain Bolt Started lowdown, now I'm in they download Slice through you slo-mo's like a Lambo Runnin' through these levels like I got a cheat code Left right, left right, bp mode Stop, roll back on my dope shit Pablo, white escro my genre like I'm Death Row Back to life with this death manifesto Yeah, Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas, in your area Yeah, Nas, Nas, in your area (Back to life) Fat boy had a nigga makin' noise 'til midnight Then had yak poison and got us a fist fight Hat low in a Regal, pretzel in that diesel Pack corners, gat pointed at people Know I beef dude Can't afford a funeral never Mortician have your man face lookin' like leather I'll be walkin' out the wig shop considering Lookin' so different from when he was just livin' man Another 40 side killin' man North side in the sixteenth buildin' an I'm on the corporate side, still pull off a New York walk by Keep tryin' talk fly I talk fly, verbalize a pilot Poetic fertilizer that's lyrical shit Hip-hop die but we resurrect it Yeah bring it back, that mystic and linguistic Bring it back It's a resur-Re-rection bring it back It's a resur-re-rection bring it back It's a resur-re-rection bring it back Bring it back (Back to life) Bring it back, bring it back It's a resur-rap-rection bring it back (Back to life) Bring it (Back to life) Bring it (Back to life) Bring it (Back to life) Yo, resur-rap-rection, yeah Re-assembellin' bring it back with the pen, yeah That all depends how I be feelin' when I descend I'm prolly gonna go Kamikaze like Eminem Look at them tremblin' when I stomp in Timbalan' Boots, I com through and scope you feminine Vibration, we penatratin' your skeleton Re-animation we bringin' it back again Son of a bitch, they wanna take what I made from nothin' Then struggle to erase any proof that I came from sufferin' Now they hate I survived every trick by huslin' I stay on my G, we don't cease fire or die Get your whole family hog tied Nigga you small fries Never should have started beef You know I can't fall back like Ferrari seats I'm in the max all black, black hoodie and gloves Strap with me fully, dutch for the bud I'm on that hypnotic induced I ain't gotta shot, I'll have you ass hangin' high from a noose Yeah