Lyrics Bring It Back - The Noisy Freaks, None Like Joshua

Bring It Back

I remember back in ‘94, a time of war
Between the lame dinosaurs and gangstas of fine couture
The less forgotten, now the messages are effortless
It’s time to resurrect and not neglect the master penmanship
Whatever happened to connecting to the streets?
And respect upon the beat, never set it on repeat
I see your rap style and proceed to laugh wild
So please keep it down while I bring it back now
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it back now
Yo, I remember when we wrote it all down
So we jump, jumped around, no jokes or the clowns
Cause we spoke with our minds and the dopest rhymes
Saying «fuck the police,» no gold or a dime
When we waved our hands side to side
Dance, why comply when the rave demands high
Stand by for another damn radio lie
Landlines staying quiet, why you playing this jive?
Hip-hop's back with a thift-shop swag
I kick it up a notch with the wild-ball mags
Remember Slim Shady wasn’t this angry
Losing ourselves to the funk and get crazy
Bass ringing, 80's swingin, make me want to sing it ain’t
Nothing but a g-thang baby, yeah
You listening to what I got to say?
When it was all about the pay, we forgot about Dre
(I bring it back now)
From New York to California
The whole world is counting on ya
The east side, the west coast
Do you remember when we used to sing?
Do you remember when nobody was the best?
When we got to express off of the chest
Till we rest in peace
The less forgotten, now the messages are effortless
I’m setting the stage, pencil to page
To never neglect the pioneers
And we were dead but I sing it out loud
Till they hear it downtown, I don’t need a wild crowd
Just speaking how it sounds, so delete your rap style
Cause I, cause I, cause I bring it back now
From New York, NYC, to California, straight outta Compton
The whole world, the whole world, is counting on ya, we’re all counting on you
The east side, to the east, the west coast, to the west
Do you remember when we used to sing?
Yo, I remember when we wrote it all down
So we jump, jumped around, no jokes or the clowns
Cause we spoke with our minds and the dopest rhymes
Saying «fuck the police,» no gold or a dime
When we waved our hands side to side
Dance, why comply when the rave demands high
Stand by for another damn radio lie
Landlines staying quiet, why you playing this jive?
From New York to California
The whole world is counting on ya
The east side, the west coast
Do you remember when we used to sing?