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Real Hip-Hop 1986 defeating regular pricks
Let's get it

We're at a Hip-Hop party, party
With no bling-bling tricks we takin'
It back to 86
We're

trust)
Never get enough back from you
This ain't what it was
(This ain't what it was)
This shit always comes back to you

Gave my heart to the game and I

the rest is history
But, hey man, I ain't mad at you
But I'm damn sure pissed at me

'Cause if I'd have just been her shoulder
Instead of turning my back
If

we all know that them shit's ain't VVs
(yeah, yeah) and I'm slow on the gas
Pedal to the medal
Told 'em you can't beat me (yeah, yeah)
And we back

I don't have to break in through the back
Smokin' Backs' nigga, aim it at your back
Run up in the front with that gat
I needed that, I needed that, i

feelings in a song
But I'm gone even if it didn't last that long

Gotta go back way way back
That time you didn't
Want payback now all my work in your

many of you finna act like you
Love me and then turn your back?
(then turn your back)
How many of you finna act like you
Hate me then learn my raps?

mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
So cry baby cry

Can you take me back where I came from
Can you take me back
Can you take me back where I came

You so fake
Hey, no, no, no, can't sit back
Too much at stake yeah, no, no, no
They wan' try me for the cake
But no, no, no, they gon' front
And bring

eat that pussy)
Like Calamari
(Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it)
Thirty cap back, ho (Thirty cap back, ho)
That's a rap track roll
(That's a rap

Existence is resistance in a world that
Thinks the human instinct should be held back
And all of our wisdom we we should sell that
Destroy

Yeah, fall in line
To fall back, Big L's technique
Pun's grammar
Before the roof went in the trunk
The ragtops sat back behind the head
Just like

that's a Q on Queue
I just came back from country
And my armpit's smelling all funky
I was up all night serving
I'm bussing jokes with the junkies
Money

Dthang like back out the henny
But I back out the knocks
Like Dougie B, how many opps we done cut?
How many opps we done shot?
These bitches is

attitude, fed up
Paint but he look like a D-Boy
But a real bitch know that it ain't decoy
Hit it from the back, put her on a track
Made a pretty bitch with

plastics back
Us man on the set, then I'm back in the ends
E60s, dams got a massive batch
Check Marley and dem in Priory
Move too fast, three of them can't

I'm staring in the mirror let me paint that picture
With this music take the pen and then I write my scripture
Didn't like what's staring back so I

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, I'm back on my bullshit
Doin' all my old tricks

then test me, sack tap
Y'all pussies are lazy as fuck, uh fat cat
Runnin' with new England on my back
Like a knapsack
And anyone who's sleepin' better

nigga get it hotter than me
Girl
From the back, I show you how I fuck you
Girl i could give you 100 reasons
Why we should fuck (young legend)
I could give

of all that, y'all are gay
I rep the Bay the only Mac's I fucking back
Are Mall and Dre
You wanna hit the beach on some Speedo shit
Pick up some little

wreck I did
Thirty plugs I been losing track
Still coming home like amen
Crawling back to the same bed like

Oooooo that's all I need
That's all I want

that I’m done with your love only to find
I’m out the door I’m on my way
I am resigned
‘Cause when you’re looking like that
I take it all back
You know

won't lose me again
Oh I'm

Moving
Moving forward
No turning back oh, oh, I'm
Moving
Moving forward
No going back oh I
Never want to be who I was
Never