Bring It Back
(专辑: Bring It Back - 2012)
[Verse 1
Illy:] "Were losing 'em", the
call rang out, only a
few ran for helping hands, most dudes stared blankly Standing mute, fame whores off where the
new fad's at While fans cried "bring that boom bap back" Saw lines crossed between hip-hop dudes and dance acts So I
u-turned my ass out the
booth Told my label, new plan I'mma take it to my roots with the
new jam After that resume programming So I
gathered beats, got at mc's, mapped the
strategy out The
chase sequel's in the
background for now, sorry A
little longer until that album's out Doubter's can either back down, tap out or bounce Either way, pay that no mind, our 2
cents bound to count Uh, their 2
cents get rounded down Uh, this for the
love of the
rap Breath it life til our lungs collapse, and bring it back like that [Hook Illy:] It's like that, heard 'em saying "bring it back" Screaming "breathe motherfucker", like that, see the
flash Of the
ambulance lights and the
sirens on smash Like "woop woop", and they like that [Verse 2
Illy:] I'd be lying if I
said this wasn't to serve As to remind and alert your mates I
have returned, tighter Harder better faster stronger, vying for the
first Had to decide on the
circuit Took a
ride on a
detour To tie up any loose wires, inspired to work By the
words of those sayings I
lost my nerve So if you wonder why this music ain't my usual sound I
needed shit to do in my time out I'm dropping records in between rounds This a
break in play, I'm of the
court, beating them at their game But this more than a
training sesh for the
main event Sparring hard with the
nation's best, even a
day's rest Is still at a
breakneck pace too much to bear for the
brain-dead Tear through the
pain threshold, fuck a
taste setter, fuck a
pay-cheque This for the
love of the
rap Hit it hard, clean up my act, then flip and relapse, bring it back [Hook Illy:] It's like that, heard 'em saying "bring it back" Screaming "breathe motherfucker", like that, see the
flash Of the
ambulance lights and the
sirens on smash Like "woop woop", and they like that [Verse 3
Illy:] And you fucked up young guns, I
like you but you're crazy 2
year facebook careers, don't entitle you to write about your haters I'm 250 shows deep in the
majors So It's real life when I
talk status Ain't saying I'm the
saviour, just saying I'm invested In whatever's coming later I
just ask you be creative Foundations were laid, we just building other layers Of design spec's for a
sky scraper We started on a
higher plane thanks to pioneers that were able, to break doors down for us So love thy neighbour Bet the
house on it, they sent our music through the
roof Some jealous, some overzealous, out to wet the
fuse Just know better than to let a
clown effect your view Only fools get influenced by the
loudest in the
room So uh, ignore that, this for the
love of the
rap And in order to advance where we at, we gotta bring it back [Hook Illy:] It's like that, heard 'em saying "bring it back" Screaming "breathe motherfucker", like that, see the
flash Of the
ambulance lights and the
sirens on smash Like "woop woop", and they like that