Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Back on the Scene, artist - Panik. Album song Vinyl Edition Instrumentals, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.11.2003
Record label: Molemen
Song language: English
Back on the Scene |
Yo, who think they challengin’the nigga wit’the illest rhyme |
patternin'? |
Fuckin’wit’Ras, I have your whole team scatterin' |
Cheif chatterin', ice cold, I’m about to let the dice roll |
About a-hundred for the toll |
Cross my bridge wit’biz, you ain’t fuckin’wit’no little kids |
We grown men wit’the pen |
Me and my boys destroy, you better call out the convoy |
And say 'Goodnight'to John Boy |
Tuck niggas away, gettin'--bucked wit’spray |
By the new take for the--spit of the day |
New man, new born, whole new form |
Niggas still talkin', but they still can’t go on Through the eyes of the storm, I swarm like police, at the drug raid |
About to get the bugs sprayed |
Your style is played like nineteen-seventy-six eight tracks |
Take it straight back |
Be on the attack, nothin’but facts maintain |
It’s still hip hop, but yo, it don’t feel the same |
Simple and plain, I spits bonifide game |
My two year reign was pure from the gut pain |
The one man train givin’you all you can stand |
Some niggas need crews, but I’m the whole damn van |
Showin’a knack, give me a bangin’ass track |
I handle my biz so I can watch the dough stack (You know it) |
Even four-track to eight, twenty-four slide |
I’m movin’too fast, but y’all still wanna ride |
Grab the wheel, I’m headed for mass appeal |
So find me a breeze, I’m lookin’for ass to kill |
Back in the lab I’m killin’on the first stab |
When runnin’from us you better get the first cab |
Bus, airplane or boat, going for the throat |
I send 'im a not saying he wrote that quote |
Freestylin', meanwhile, I’m at home makin’plans |
I’m tryin’to hit eighty-five grand |
Ras, the man, get in between for the green |
You waited a while, but now I’m back on the scene |
Back on the scene again |
Give me the pad and the pen, too fast to get blown in the wind |
Whatever the vibe you send, mines could blend |
Rhymes stay clean |
Back on the scene |
(Scratched Ending) |
Rasco |
Rasco here to let 'em know |
Rasco |
Rasco here… |