Bring it Back

[Chorus] (8x)<br>Bringing back that old New York rap<br><br>[Oracle]<br>When I show you how make it hot, little chickens flock<br>Butt naked buttocks make niggas act unorthodox<br>Not trying to get in please, half of ya`ll got some sort of disease<br>Got and STD before your GED<br>Shaking, what your momma gave you back breaking<br>In one week got more strokes on your ass than cash them players be making<br>Smells like bacon in the room when you finished<br>Toxins in the air Mrs. laboratory chemist<br>Mixing poisons in your loins and<br>Letting boys in like they toys you bent over<br>Pick up my words like 4 leaf clovers<br>X-files false under your Skully like agent Mulder<br>Tarik Holder name written in government folders<br>Golden mind swollen multi-dimensional zoning<br>On a cosmic level boning making stars for the zodiac<br>At 10 years old known in my hood as a brainiac<br><br>[Chorus] (8x)<br><br>[Mr. Khaliyl]<br>I jam like traffic so watch me rock your whole intersection<br>And have your crew running in 4 different directions<br>At 90 degrees angles that connect at no point<br>Til the missino is completed every sipher I anoint<br>With my whip appeal as I whoop your crew single handed<br>living proof that the universe expanded when I landed<br>On every continent island and water body existing<br>On any planet in any galaxy I enlist in<br>When I decide too be born into a form that is tangible<br>Only because I made it firm enough to handle you<br>Other than you be looking up in the sky waiting for mysteries<br>While I`m steady creating history<br>Picture me rolling like ome of these cats I`m aware of<br>Without certain bodily parts men have a pair of<br>Never happen, whether we rappin or we scrappin<br>My only duty to awake you rudely if you napping cause we<br><br>[Chorus] (8x)<br><br>[Kimani]<br>We bring it back to back like Siamese<br>that`s attached to the back of the knees<br>Most labels lacking the fee<br>To back a nigga like me one of the livest Mc`s<br>Out of the NY, capital K see when I<br>Drop the semi-automatical, lyrically dramatical<br>Grammatically written to leave a niggas head splittin<br>Splittin rhymes to slice minds like enzymes in centrifuges<br>Busting mines then lay back like the luge<br>We upped the ante, bounced from the penthouse to shanty`s<br>And now second coming got believers quickly running for the<br>Wax racks to pack stacks of black facts on fat tracks<br>On black wax in knapsacks<br>In back Ac`s dipping with the volumen on 10<br>Down the Ave with my joint on your blend<br>See ya`ll need to comprehend every time this brother pick up his pen<br>And thought you emerge many niggas get served now that`s word <br>we got you<br><br>[Chorus] (16x)