I Want It Back

Lyrics

[Interlude: Declaime] Take this how you have to, or don't take it at all Our time is growing small, the writing's on the wall Take this how you have to, or don't take it at all Our time is growing small, the writing's on the wall Take this how you have to, or don't take it at all Our time is growing small, the writing's on the wall [Intro: Oh No] It's the next termination Let's go! [Verse 1: Oh No] Raise the price like petrol Take yo' ass back like retro clothes Tag you like Marc Ecko's debut in the game console,  But this ain't a game – calm yourself Down and honor the motherfucking vet though I been kept low, now I'm out like escrow And y'all don't get jumped, y'all get 'Quantum Leap'-ed That's an out-of-body experience, faking peoples they is not Shape? I am in tip-top These phonies – that's what y'all niggas call Hip-Hop? Then I'm gonna change it to hop hips They hold on the heat hot, and then they get fucked like loose lips That's over and over again – yo, fuck this This shit is played out like some porno shit It's like every other city I go I see some new niggas walk Same nigga, Oh on some Swishers and the cash flow More blunts, more games, more dames, more dimes More quarters and signs that say we don't play Get smoked like the chronic eighth, from the Cali state Of mind is, 'I got to gets mines anyway' Back down, Oh's back 'round with Madlib The new sound, plus Kali Wild and that's it – blaow! [Hook: Oh No] Please believe me, we do it easy Hip-Hop, it needs me, I want it back (Back, back, back, back, back) I want it back (Back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back) Please believe me, we do it easy Hip-Hop, it needs me, I want it back (Back, back, back, back) I want it back (Back, back, back, back) [Verse II: Oh No] Uh – theoretically speaking,  It was stoled and duplicated, but the new generations don't know the old Only a few; I raised off the realest They had them chains back then, but didn't talk about it in every sentence And that's when them songs had meaning Either it was that, or it was raw ridiculous deliveries that we was all fiending Nowadays, the odds a million to one Still Cold Chillin' like '88 Fast forward to '91, '92 – I learned that it was 'Hard to Earn' So I 'Midnight Maraud'-ed me some mics 'til I passed out at my mom's work Mad LPs got jerked But that don't stop the hustle, still got a lot of work to tussle Shows ain't packed for the vets – disgusted Fans mad 'cause it ain't packed enough to get more people to pump in '96, niggas had started Disruption 2006, the world got more corrupted and ain't nobody saying nothing [Hook: Oh No] Please believe me, we do it easy Hip-Hop, it needs me, I want it back (Back, back, back, back, back) I want it back (Back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back) Please believe me, we do it easy Hip-Hop, it needs me, I want it back (Back, back, back, back) I want it back (Back, back, back, back)