Back Again

Get a dose of my brand new twist

For your tape or your compact disk

And oh man when I'm off the indo

With a proper tempo on the instrumental

I get so sick my homies know this

So kick on back because a player wrote this

Type of rapper know the beat is fat

And when I leave the party homies say you did that

It's a Bay thang an everyday thang

You do yo thang and I do my thang

I take the mic I like to rip it up

And if you call my bluff I'm like **** what

I am the rapper, 4-Tay

Don't crowd me fool because you're in my way

I gotta run you over, hit the gas

Buck in the next lane on that ass

I bet you never thought I had the capability

It's '94 and I know that you feel me

Fools are comin way too illy-ack

But a gang of the fools are comin way too wack

I'mma drop another one for '95

But it's '94 4-Tay has arrived

Fresh out the lab, a little dab

Hit a sucker with a right then a jab

Call it a K.O., miscount my yayo

Then you got a problem with a fool outta Frisco

Now I'm off of that dank and gin

Aw shit 4-Tay is back again

Now I'm off of that dank and gin

4 Baby where you been?

Aw shit 4-Tay is back again

In the studio clockin' ins

Now I'm off of that dank and gin

4 Baby where you been?

Aw shit 4-Tay is back again

In the studio clockin' ins

Somebody hold me hold me, I'm gettin hyper

A secretary couldn't fade me on a typewriter

All these concepts are new arrivals

For '94 I'm droppin fourteen titles

Walk with this, ride with this, sigh with this

Still guaranteed to move your hips

So do what you wanna, girls get sassy

Don't get to talkin 'bout "Ooh that's nasty"

What's nasty, the way you dancin

Shakin your pants and **** be glancin

Don't blame it on the Ragtop Mob

Cause you're doin your thang I'm just doin my job

To a faster pace I lace the beat nicely

Once again my friend, it's so spicy

Finger lickin never gettin caught up no mo'

Suckers wanna see me stressed out on Death Row

Instead of rockin every crowd that I run into

But they can't fade me and sure can't fade you

From Frisco to Oaktown dank and smokin

Vallejo to San Jo **** chokin

I'mma do my part don't fight the feelin

Aw shit 4-Tay is back again

Now I'm off of that dank and gin

4 Baby where you been?

Aw shit 4-Tay is back again

In the studio clockin' ins

Now I'm off of that dank and gin

4 Baby where you been?

Aw shit 4-Tay is back again

In the studio clockin' ins