Produced by: Hi-Fly
Hook (2x)
Bring it back, bring it back like it's '94
Move back, move back I'm kickin' down doors
Motherfuckers ain't spittin' like they used to...
Verse 1
Entertainment is changin' the way we thinkin' we sinkin'
into a sand trap believin' that what we listen to is
so believable people we gotta wake up and stay up
before the day comes they shake us and make us pay up
It's the, consequences these fences they put against us
in hopin' that they can hold us and throw us into oblivion
but, they get corrected by needles that I injected
inside of the kids neglected by parents who don't expect it
So I, become the leader with liters of lighter fluid
and matches to make an impact whoever you send i'll send back
so fast, what's the problem we glancin' at our reflections
If we could just take a second the answer is in the question
but dumb, motherfuckers got nothing to do but judge us
They crush us inside they clutches they want us walkin' on crutches
Until, they see me comin' I'm runnin' who would'a thunk it?
They said that I couldn't do it I did it I'm winnin' gimme my respect
Hook (2x)
Verse 2
Futuristic my music what you exhibit
has nothing to do with image has nothing to do with gimmicks
I'm real-ly, dedicated so hate it but don't debate it
you motherfuckers keep playin' till avalanches start cavin'
and you, cannot escape it that bullshit you should've saved it
cause I can no longer take it my stomach's already achin'
I'm through, being the victim they threw me on top of ditches
but I stood up with the quickness they started they didn't finish
I'm back, and ferocious the concrete is full of roses
My generation is growin' I'm grippin' below my groin
My balls, in my scrotum I hold 'em to keep me focused
you fuckin' faggots keep talkin' but this time my CD's open
and they, are gonna listen and witness the resurrection
of a kid who turned from nothin' to somethin' in sixty seconds
I'm gone, nobody stop me don't block me that's kamikaze
God gave me a fuckin' cock so how can I not be cocky when I
Hook (2x)