![Listen to Press Rewind (feat. Big Stat, Bronze Nazareth & Agallah) [Bonus Track] [Remix] by Ghostface Killah](/mkimage/image/thumb/Music118/v4/13/e6/1a/13e61ac2-b955-7af7-05d7-89276d4c7a3a/889466099564.jpg/1275x1275bb-60.webp "Listen to Press Rewind (feat. Big Stat, Bronze Nazareth & Agallah) [Bonus Track] [Remix] by Ghostface Killah")
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ghostface Killah
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
D. Coles / J. Cross / A. Aguilar / G. Monteleone
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Agallah
Producer
Lyrics
Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind
Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind
Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind
Back come rewind
Back come rewind
I kick the live shit
I kick the live shit
I kick that live shit
Live shit
I kick that live shit
Live shit
That '95 shit
Make you press rewind shit
I get the munchies on you crash dummies
Startin' with a glass arm
Money like Russell Simmons sittin' on a Phat Farm
Semi-auto, four fifths, more pips
One more Sprite to quench my thirst
For who I'm gon' kill tonight
New machines from the Phillipines
Like two loud mouth hood rat bitches, I'ma make a scene
Thinkin' you strong
Teflon
Louis Vuitton
But no I never miss that target
'Cause you're neck's long
There's more room for a head shot
It's like I shoved dynamite in ya mouth
The way ya head pop
I'ma cake boss with lawyer experience
Forensic expert
My murders are serious
Delirious
Talledega Nights
We comin' back with the cream like a Brazilian heist
Blowin' like helium
Over a million mics
We in the building with billons building with wings and tries
I kick the live shit
I kick the live shit
I kick that live shit
Live shit
I kick that live shit
Live shit
That '95 shit
Make you press rewind shit
Ayo, grand daddy perps
The land that he works, man
The Grand Canyon turf
I'm from the land where them can is dispersed
Michael Landis, stanways and man, you in church
I'm brewin' crack with the pimp work
Odyssey
But I was on those steps to Heaven
Probably
On the way up I changed my mind
Lobotomy
Catch a stray thought I merk
Fly art paintings since my birth
Burn the WiFi, white widow, no church
Rock the fiddle for these ****, I'ma let 'em eat dirt
Honey go sweet pea straight through Cairo bees
I bleed, at least, my soul spiral over Egypt's seas
Then load the clip in secret
Normandy Beach shit
Pour me a drink
Explorin' the pink
In my weak Timbs
I'm more diamonds than minks
You **** sequins
We both gon' rock, but you can leave the secrets
I kick the live shit
I kick the live shit
I kick that live shit
Live shit
I kick that live shit
Live shit
That '95 shit
Make you press rewind shit
Gold steel stack rockin' with propane
Draco in the Tesla better stay up in yo' lane
Jumpin' off the divin' board swimmin' in champagne
Cats ain't ready for the Agall Goo rain
I ain't with the cosignin' or with the name droppin'
Spectatin' from the side line and see haters watchin'
Know I'm gettin' money man, fuck who think they the hottest
I ain't tryna hear you if you ain't never made a deposit
I've been Balik, the hybrid of Osiris
Watch me destroy the virus
Bars turn into gold, they call me King Midas
You in a different climate, I feel more than delighted
The definition of wild leave these rappers in spite
Big dreams bigger desires
And empires
Marlo off of The Wire
Who the men for hire?
I kick that live shit
That's why the real ones admire
Say less watch the riot if you think it's quiet
I kick the live shit
I kick the live shit
I kick that live shit
Live shit
I kick that live shit
Live shit
That '95 shit
Make you press rewind shit
Everyone wants a piece of my pie
That's why my heart's freezin', it ain't even outside
Killin' everything I touch, I'ma need a disguise
Like the guy on the front, twelve reasons to die
No revenge plan's sweeter than mine now
That's how I did, I'm brushin' killer bees out the hive now
So, who can I trust, I can't even decide now
It seems like everyone wants to see my demise now
That's why my circle's small like the center of a dart broad
My dark sword's like an eagle with a sharp sword
Lion hearted every barb in a large roar
Your hands out then I'll slam 'em in the car door
I'll drive off, find a better accomplice
Workin' every day like I never accomplish
So I took my chances and I rolled the dice
Made it happen, but it didn't happen over night
I went from
Chillin' in the basement in Toad's Place
To goin' on the road with Red, Meth and Ghostface
Doin' all these shows, sold out with no space
Always kept us movin' even though it was a bit slow pace
Way things been goin' it's been turnin' to shit
Cats actin' like you own ain't earnin' this shit
No drive, they don't even have a learner's permit
Inside my flames burnin' like the furnace was lit
They want a space in this game, but afraid to
Shootin' for the stars, but can't take the kickback
Fallin' on they face, they never brace for impact
I'm all that remains and the name is Big Stat
They say I'm the next great
They know it's a checkmate
Know it's comin' closer, touchin' this like fresh paint
If you look at rap like you used to love it
Press rewind 'cause you lookin' at the future of it
I kick the live shit
I kick the live shit
I kick that live shit
Live shit
I kick that live shit
Live shit
That '95 shit
Make you press rewind shit
Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind
Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind
Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind
Back come rewind
Back come rewind
I kick the live shit
I kick the live shit
I kick that live shit
Live shit
I kick that live shit
Live shit
That '95 shit
Make you press rewind shit
Yeah
Written by: D. Coles / J. Cross / A. Aguilar / G. Monteleone
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