Back To The Basics

歌詞

[Diddy] Hey yo Twista, it's about that motha fuckin time again. Time to let these niggas know, The originator, never to be duplicated. King of that machine gun spit shit. Hey yo Twista, blow a motha fuckas brains out. [Twista] I'm about to take everybody back to the basics I'm historical an oracle event is about to occur Because a mother fucker put these raps in the matrix And I'm a terror when I spit it on tracks full of hatred But it's beauty in the dark Just put it into your mouth and the flow is mmm Like that when you taste it Come at niggas like a disciple of death You would think I'm poppin a rifle or tech I'm aimin right for the neck Your momma might as well call up the funeral home So she can write 'em a check A vile of dialect That's why they feelin' me a trilogy A horror is what I become So they call me Jason Vorhee Oops I mean chasin more cheese Niggas gotta pay some more fees Hot enough to break a thermometer from another planet I kill em from here to Andromeda A comet will hit the planet when I'm in the middle While rappers swallow you a diabolical astonisher Astronomer because I'm outta the Galaxy Challenge me I will disintegrate your body like a particle Follow you into a corridor at four in the morning So I can horrify you right before I slaughter you My boys sayin they don't think I'm comin with it So you know a nigga gotta get em all Then I'mma be Murderin them like a serial killer Then I'mma hide em in the ceiling and the wall Fuck em all! Niggas will never get next to this I rock a rollie so I flex the wrist I'mma blow up and sit in your place And throw up shit in your face Like the exorcist You can't mess with this. {Chorus x2} Now let's take shit back to the basics How we used to do shit With the original sound But still somehow comin with that new shit Talk about the way it ain't no morals or respect in the streets no more Don't pause with the heat no more 'Cause there really ain't nothing out here to eat no more Nowadays niggas acting like they lovin the dime Used to be some respect But now they just kill and stack em Cause Benjamin Franklin a governor now Theoretically you better be ahead of everybody Around you 'cause a nigga might fuck you Don't need to be nothing but killers in your family that always surround you Cause a nigga might touch you Since the recession it been hard on the streets So a nigga comin hard on the beats No order in the hood I remember when niggas would get into it They gone have to take problems to chief Now they don't give a fuck who they be shootin Or who they be robbin or what you ride All they really care bout is who got that And if you let one of these knucklehead bitches Know you're sitting on something Mothafuckas is gonna be at that South side murderer It's the west side killer Up north and over east is a beast What they release Be leavin you deceased Fuck up anybody that try to do damage The block is the planet And shawty's is too buck for it to be peace So I carry a piece But I don't wanna shoot it Cause I already wanna see some of my niggas locked up in jail home Instead of hollerin at em on a cell phone R.I.P. cuz my little brother Rell gone Got to show a different way to get it Instead of bein on the attack full of hatred Or get smacked in the face with The reality of death if we don't get back to the basics {Chorus x2} Now let's take shit back to the basics How we used to do shit With the original sound But still somehow comin with that new shit Talk about the way it ain't no morals or respect in the streets no more Don't pause with the heat no more 'Cause there really ain't nothing out here to eat no more