BACK 2 HIPHOP
(专辑: MASTERS OF THE SUN VOL. 1 - 2018)
[Will.I.am:] Ring 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 the
box that rap had spawned It was a
square until we kicked it 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 motherfucking procedure I'm cold with the
flow I
will freeze ya I'm the
emperor, I'm Caesar Can somebody tell me where the
MCs are? I
violate over guitars, annihilate and operate like I'm on ER Lyrically 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 [Apl.de.ap:] It's dang 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 mumbling MCs rhyming 'bout decimal Increasing no residual, why you still remain minimal Maximize, utilize, my plan mineral Do not try to bite because my shit is not edible Rhyme unforgettable like Nat King Cole You can feel it on your neck like you in a
chokehold Unfold the
mystery, unload the
BEP Banging on your speakers while you haters wait impatiently What would be the
next step? Next move on set? Betting that it's over, but we haven't even started yet More shit, raw shit, 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 [Taboo:] One show, Jay go for the
gusto On a
boat full of dope, going up flow Ali when I
float it's a
KO Face to the
flo', gonna hit 'em with the
payload MOAB got 'em running like Usain Bolt Started lowdown, now I'm in they download Slice through you slo-mo's like a
Lambo Running through these levels like I'm playing with a
cheat code Left right, left right, BEP mode Stop, roll back on my dope shit Pablo, white Esco mine shining like I'm Destro Back to life with this death manifesto Yeah, Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas, in your area Yeah, Nas, Nas, in your area (Back to life) [Nas:] Fat boy had a
nigga making noise 'til midnight Then that 'gac poison and got us a
fist fight Hat low in a
Regal, crack sold in that diesel Pack corners, gat pointed at people, know how beef do Can't afford a
funeral never Mortician have your man face looking like leather Have you walking out the
wake shook and shivering Looking so different from when he was just living man Another 40-side killing, man North side in the
sixteenth building and I'm on the
corporate side, still pull off a
New York walk by Keep trying talk fly [Will.I.am:] 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 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-re-rection bring it back (Back to life) Bring it (Back to life) Bring it (Back to life) Bring it (Back to life) Yo, resur-re-rection, yeah Reassembling bringing it back with the
pen, yeah It all depends how I
be feeling when I
descend I'm prolly gonna go Kamikaze like Eminem Look at them trembling when I
stomp in Timberlan' Boots, I
come through and scoop you feminine Vibration, we penetrating your skeleton Reanimation we bringing it back again [Nas:] Son of a
bitch, they wanna take what I
made from nothing Then the
struggle to erase any proof that I
came from suffering Now they hate I
survived every trick by hustling I
stay on my G, we don't cease fire, all die Get your whole family hogtied Nigga, you small fries And you never should have started beef You know I
can't fall back like Ferrari seats I'm in the
mask, all black, black hoodie and gloves Strap with the
fully, dutch full of bud I'm on that Hpnotiq and Goose And I
ain't gotta shoot I'll have your ass hanging high from a
noose, yeah