Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Old Thing Back, artist - Chris Rivers.
Date of issue: 13.07.2017
Song language: English
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 |