Take It Back

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Madlib] Keeps it poppin' like West coast in '83 When we was bumpin' Slave, Rick James and Lady T My man with the East coast taste from Red Alert Pete Rock, Marley Marl, put-tin in work On the West we had Julio G on KDAY Mixmaster Michael mixin' more in his heyday Rob 1 droppin' shit so niggas could break All my real niggas—all a nigga wanna do is get cake All them other niggas—all a nigga wanna do is be fake But now, oh, shit, damn, I'm goin' to another wake Remember, 'bout the times in school, when we made a fool Of ourselves to impress a girl, tryin to be cool Oh, some niggas gettin' sprung on coke I'm like, oh, young niggas gettin' sprung off (*Shot*) Oh, shit! Some niggas never learnin' the ropes (Ropes, ropes, ropes) [Bridge: Style P, Fuzzy Jones & Madlib] "Hustling up" "Fucking you up" "Talk all that" "Fuck all that" "Hardcore new V.R." "Mathematic, here in Cali, rally" "Dirty, I can't help it" "I been an addict" "Believe me! All massive and all crew line up They can't get we out" Who that nigga over there, man? (Yeah) [Verse 2: Madlib] Niggas lookin' over here like shit is sweet All day mad, 'cause a nigga said his shit is weak Askin' for a true opinion, get mad when a nigga speak I ain't got no time for that shit, I already figure the nigga's weak You can't even trust your own best friend or your man and them 'Cause them niggas only worry about the shit you handin' them Shit, all a nigga wanna do is get cake All a nigga wanna do is be fake Look around, all snakes, for heaven sakes Buried with fake, I carry it hate, made in every state (State, state, state) [Outro: Madlib, Common & Fuzzy Jones] Rock, oh-oh, uh Dilla Dawg Madlib, yeah Oh, oh, Dilla "Let's build on it" "In— in— in a Cadillac with the grill fronted" "To— to— toting in the BM, tell—" "Tell them players I'm the GM" "Believe me! That is the wickedest sound that play And it is the new celebrity Along with all massive and all crew line up The can't get we out When it comes to championship, it's we have it And when it comes to dignitary ("Yeah, hah, yeah") Oh, God, we nah talk 'bout the business ("We got it, uh-huh ") We have it very versatile And when it comes to sound You cyan pass we 'Cause we have done cross the border already And all dem kind of thing deh"
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Credits
- Writers
- Madlib
- J Dilla
- Jaylib