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Return of the B-Boy

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Seconds after I have been swept off my feet Open through the doors and in steps the beat Complete with medical packs and four fours Looked at me and said "Damn this nigga need God&" Bored, apart in the streets he got beat The meat, a disenfranchised he left wheat Me, these images I couldn't ignore Personas of the rhythm who just walked through the store This man's slim, sported a red glim, noticing damage within We remove bullets and pack skin The kickdrum slur reopen my eyes, he say don't worry At the clerk he say don't fire rounds in the flurry And I have bad, tied the hostages with his gat Told 'em break the fuck out and never look back They have the form like Miyagi for the kamikaze Then they got me walking out pass the local paparazzi I see y'all re animated, sure kick get damned a flavor We came to save ya and we came to, pull back the data I repay a major situation across town, my music is lost sound Cause they had us locked down. They meaning sucka rappers had us heard past Comic clowns who be making shit sounds and laughs Then they facing masteries, just fittin' lack of pieces Whats dope and hope that we accept the wack atheists, Jesus Where's the chamber? Allow me the become the scum rearranged uh They said "focus ya anger" and bring the rhymes that you wrote Because these folks will hang ya I accepted their concerns turn to him and said "Fuck that written shit I'll flip that kid off the head" What about the feds? Ayo we left them a decoy We didn't want the beats to know we brought back the B-Boy Hip, Hip-Hop (I'm a bring it back) Hip, Hip-Hop (I'm a bring it back) Hip, Hip-Hop (I'm a bring it back) Hip, Hip-Hop (I'm a bring it back) Hip hop is so wack, the beats are fighting back And I was sent to attack, so I'm following the map X's mark the rappers out with two head with Ferocious cademies that only need with the next spliff Step by step I'm headed toward the set to analyze the threat And make him regret, the day that we met I suspect he got a smooth box, I head into the rooftops Where I'll make me strategy so I can splatter them They were only half of them, five less rappers alive So we can vibe the stand and then, dope they didn't coincide They were half religious, and vicious, with dark wishes Which is to assure the core of hip hop which is snitches I dropped dimes on how to travel back in time So they can melt and miss the nine pioneers patterns to rhyme And I'm furious, seething at what I'm seeing Soon those niggaz won't be breathing Ive seen what I got so I'm leaving Cause I wanna, set up to stop up for the evening Niggaz hopped on my shit-list with a swiftness I'm about to rip this, come fear witness Hip, Hip-Hop (I'm a bring it back) Hip, Hip-Hop (I'm a bring it back) Hip, Hip-Hop (I'm a bring it back) Hip, Hip-Hop (I'm a bring it back) Hip, Hip-Hop (I'm a bring it back) Hip, Hip-Hop (I'm a bring it back) Hip, Hip-Hop (I'm a bring it back) Hip, Hip-Hop (I'm a bring it back) Mic Check! We had ill static, over illmatic, I reached for it This nigga said I couldn't have it So tragic they try to counter my magic, I'm rabid I reached for his fuckin' face and grabbed it Nigga, how the fuck did you figure You can Interfere with the music so potent That I need to just go for a moment Before I moved on. Then I heard two songs Spit flavor from those head up the 36 chambers I'm about to bring this nigga danger He was elusive, an Uncle Tom carry a nuisance Strong and spiritually useless I gave him flashbacks, of niggaz gettin' treated like lab rats


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