Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Old Thing Back , by - Chris Rivers. Release date: 13.07.2017
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Old Thing Back , by - Chris Rivers. Old Thing Back |
| Sometimes I feel like |
| There’s no use in trying |
| Why can’t I face the fact |
| We’ve lost what we’ll never get back |
| I don’t know where |
| Where did we go wrong |
| I say I’m leaving but |
| My feelings are too strong |
| And baby, you know |
| You want that old thing back |
| That Nas, that 'Pac, that Biggie flow |
| You want that old thing back |
| That Naughty, that Tribe, that De La Soul |
| You want that old thing back |
| That hip-hop hooray (Hey! Ho!) |
| No baby (Hey! Ho!) |
| I ain’t going nowhere (Hey!) |
| I met this girl when I was six years old |
| The thing I loved most, she had de la soul and spirit |
| Knowing the difference between hoes and women |
| Flow so different, had bae once like Hov go near her |
| She kept on passing me by, that girl is poison |
| Became a thorn in my side, I guess it’s roses |
| What you think yo' shit smell like, I ain’t no outcast |
| But I couldn’t outlast so the shit went south fast |
| But I see you out back, no steakhouse |
| House at yo' |
| But it’s no biggie, you was juicy, used to use your words |
| Had to sit down with ya, Bonita Applebum |
| And know you’re feeling more like takeout, can’t make out, just make out |
| Still not a player though, never learned to take it slow |
| First you did some twister, then you learned to take a bone |
| A couple thugs had harmony, I never learned to stay alone |
| Got, see, I really wanna take you home |
| You want that old thing back |
| That Nas, that 'Pac, that Biggie flow |
| You want that old thing back |
| That Naughty, that Tribe, that De La Soul |
| You want that old thing back |
| That hip-hop hooray (Hey! Ho!) |
| No baby (Hey! Ho!) |
| I ain’t going nowhere (Hey!) |
| I miss you like my favorite song, I just hope you play along |
| When the train fell off the tracks, you pick it up and pick it up |
| You pick it up and bounce back, told me all about that |
| You never was a saint, you told me how to cook crack |
| Then gave me ten commandments how to push that |
| Kept the book back when knowledge never was a hoodrat |
| You told ebonics now |
| But getting looked at you never keep it honest |
| Getting lured to hell for that thing, I admit it, I was honored |
| But girl, it hurts to see you like this |
| It hurts to even write this, your worth is not a side chick’s |
| Your birth was in the projects, you gave so many projects |
| You always had a set list to uplift and now you set trip |
| You jump ship and landed on a yacht, forgot all that you got |
| Now you’d rather be a thot than a queen, Latifah |
| I was gonna clean my room but then I seen the reefer |
| Seen the leader |
| You want that old thing back |
| That Nas, that 'Pac, that Biggie flow |
| You want that old thing back |
| That Naughty, that Tribe, that De La Soul |
| You want that old thing back |
| That hip-hop hooray (Hey! Ho!) |
| No baby (Hey! Ho!) |
| I ain’t going nowhere (Hey!) |
| I felt untouchable in love with you, see we could box the Huxtables |
| Eat lunchables and grab some kid Caprisuns and chug a few |
| In touch with you and touching you like hugging you, these other dudes |
| Been running through fucking you, comfortable with nothing new |
| You scene switching, you lean sipping, you seem different |
| You queen killing and king stealing and clean hitting these licks |
| But never seen spitting, ain’t about all the skills, just about what is real |
| It’s like you made a 180 but double that was the deal |
| Remember I was young and had a little john and still you made me smash |
| Sugar, sugar, how’d you get so fly? |
| No Baby Bash |
| Never had protection, I just pulled out |
| Where’d you get ejections where the slick ricks get ruled out |
| A place with no place for what we used to be |
| Hope you take the scrutiny and realize that you screwed with me |
| M.O.P. |
| the brewery, the spilled milk alluded me |
| I still feel like the coolest breeze, I hope you find a use for me |
| You want that old thing back |
| That Nas, that 'Pac, that Biggie flow |
| You want that old thing back |
| That Naughty, that Tribe, that De La Soul |
| You want that old thing back |
| That hip-hop hooray (Hey! Ho!) |
| No baby (Hey! Ho!) |
| I ain’t going nowhere (Hey!) |
| Sometimes I feel like |
| There’s no use in trying |
| Why can’t I face the fact |
| We’ve lost what we’ll never get back |
| I don’t know where |
| Where did we go wrong |
| I say I’m leaving but |
| My feelings are too strong |
| Name | Year |
|---|---|
| Let the World Burn | 2016 |
| Last Breath ft. Chris Rivers, Whispers | 2012 |
| Frozen ft. Method Man, Killa Priest, Chris Rivers | 2017 |
| The Slayers Club ft. Onyx, Brand Nubian, M.O.P. | 2020 |
| No More Games ft. Chris Rivers, Spit Gemz | 2018 |
| YAK | 2020 |
| Bar Show ft. Chris Rivers, Ea$y Money | 2016 |
| Hi Bye | 2020 |
| Chose Me | 2016 |
| Latino Pt. 2 ft. !llmind, Chris Rivers, Bodega Bamz | 2015 |
| The War Begins ft. Inspectah Deck, Chris Rivers, Termanology | 2014 |
| Delorean ft. Whispers | 2017 |
| DASAFAC | 2017 |
| Lord Knows ft. Dyce Payne | 2017 |
| Kill at Will: The Final Chapter ft. Joell Ortiz, Chris Rivers, Big Daddy Kane | 2016 |
| Fear of My Crown ft. Chris Rivers feat. S.E.A | 2017 |
| Black Box | 2016 |
| Nothing ft. Jarren Benton | 2017 |
| Tócate ft. Chris Rivers | 2018 |
| Never Trust ft. Chris Rivers | 2014 |