[Hook]
I'm takin' it back, back to the basics
Takin' it back, back to the basics
Takin' it back, takin' it back to the basics
A beat and a rhyme for these MCs fakin'
I'm takin' it back, back to the basics
Takin' it back, back to the basics
Takin' it back, takin' it back to the basics
A beat and a rhyme for these MCs fakin'
I'm takin' it back, back to the basics
Takin' it back, back to the basics
Takin' it back, takin' it back to the basics
A beat and a rhyme for these MCs fakin'
I'm takin' it back, back to the basics
Takin' it back, back to the basics
Takin' it back, takin' it back to the basics
A beat and a rhyme for these MCs fakin'
[Verse 1]
Hold it
Huh?
Hold it right there
Nowadays MCs just don't care
Talkin' all that bullshit, y'all could never pull this
Flow similar to my golden hair
Go nowhere
So sincere
Grab the microphone, make you show them tears
Rip it to the rhythm with a bit of competitive nature
Nate gonna make it oh so clear
On stage rappin' with your whack-ass crab walk
Thinkin' you're slick 'cause you can kick a little fast talk?
I can too, bitch
Run through crews, bitch
Whatcha gonna do
Who ya' gonna run to, bitch?
It's true most rappers suck
Word to Slug, number 2, Bad Dub
When it breaks it'll all come together
When I take ya brain, I'm gonna shake, rattle, sever
Get a plate for the feast, get a coat for the weather
Get a way for the means and a hope for the cheddar
Get away from me, kid- I don't wanna be together
I'm takin' the beat 'cause I flow to it better
"He don't know any better"
Yeah, he must not
'Cause I flow to the bitter end and never gon' stop
Might blow up, but it won't go pop
Word to De La Soul and all that real Hip-Hop
No, it won't flop
No, and it ain't never gon' change
All of that tough talk soundin' the same
Sick of thy idiot bidding, goodbye
My advice might be to try a different lane
Feel the pain
Yo the game nowadays is a big ol' maze
Full of robots, no motherboards or brains
Synthetic MCs are pathetic indeed
Especially when you see 'em placed next to me
[Hook]
I'm takin' it back, back to the basics
Takin' it back, back to the basics
Takin' it back, takin' it back to the basics
A beat and a rhyme for these MCs fakin'
I'm takin' it back, back to the basics
Takin' it back, back to the basics
Takin' it back, takin' it back to the basics
A beat and a rhyme for these MCs fakin'
I'm takin' it back, back to the basics
Takin' it back, back to the basics
Takin' it back, takin' it back to the basics
A beat and a rhyme for these MCs fakin'
I'm takin' it back, back to the basics
Takin' it back, back to the basics
Takin' it back, takin' it back to the basics
A beat and a rhyme for these MCs fakin'
[Verse 2]
Nowadays, most MCs ain't shit
Tempt me, bitch- I'm gonna come to grips
With the microphone
Might smite you despite the clones
You came with, the second the bass hits
Sick of the carbonated copies and lame kids
Kickin' the the same flows, sayin' the same shit
With the same stance, wearin' the same clothes
You tryina rap, or get into fashion?
Take your pick
Single out a million idiots in a video
Gimme the visibility, really willin' to kill it
Showin' anybody up
Who really be kickin a wicked flow?
Admit it, you bit it, you better get up out the vision, bro
Devoted to the rhythm, it's a miracle, there we go
Daredevil upon a microphone, he blowin' out your stereo
Paired up with a pen and a pad, he bad
He had a massive amount of attack packed in a track
That is that
This is this
Class dismissed, grow a sack and a dick
Fuck a Rolex, fuck a Jag and a hit
My rhyme'll leave an average cat with slashed wrists
When a Thief track hits, mad kids get split
By the thick bassline and the phat drum kit
Kid, the faculty ain't got jack on me
Word of advice, move back when I begin
Yeah, back up
It's my turn to talk
Grab the microphone
I be burnin' hot
Set it on fire, don't matter if I'm cool
I'll be burnin it down, bound to rock the spot
Everybody wanna talk that phat shit
(Phat shit)
But they could never hack the tactics I smash with
I'm back with that rat-a-tat, batterin' whack cats
Rhyme fully-automatic, you're an old bolt-action
I bust that shit, you be jammin' up
You could never match half of the stamina
You steppin to this?
Yo, I'm wreckin' your shit
DTM talkin' that garbage?
Man, you dumb
Tough luck, fucked up, now you're takin an L
Name's Jarv, kid- I vacation in hell
Wanna battle me? That'll be a fatality undoubtedly
I laughed at the fake when he fell
Ha
