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