Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song GIVE IT BACK, artist - Tobe Nwigwe.
Date of issue: 22.02.2021
Song language: English
GIVE IT BACK |
You ready? |
Alright |
And I’mma state this in my genetics |
Shekinah Glory in my esthetics |
They say the flow is poetic, prophetic |
And come from a relic that ain’t synthetic |
I got that authenticity |
Admittedly, I am what’s under Christmas trees |
I’m gifted, we rappin', it’s serendipity |
Who knew I could master complex simplicity? |
Hmm, not me though |
I thought I’d live a life with a pistol to the peep hole |
I grew up jammin' Z-Ro, never been placebo |
Papa told me every shot in life ain’t a free throw |
Biko, biko why we solemnly swear there’s none on Earth greater than Chukwu |
Teach ya people all them problems we share |
Since our birth make us the doo-doo |
And as for those as white as tissue |
I know some of y’all seekin' to wipe us out |
But you could refashion your name |
To that of Torrence Ivy Hatch and couldn’t wipe me down |
That’s word to Boosie |
Too far along not to merge with goofies |
PSA to young thots who trot my way |
With the onion, I curve the booty |
You’d be truly amazed to know that |
I do not judge you for your maneuvers |
'Cause I was once an unruly fooly, we ain’t acting newbie |
They grew it with Hoover |
Had the block hot as lava |
Block under constant fire |
They made flippin' bricks they messiah |
They just want to drip like saliva |
And who am I to incite that movin' |
Like MacGyver to survive all the plights |
Against those whose skin tone absorbs the light |
Is more so right then to grab a slice of the pie |
Yeah, cause truth be told that’s the least you owe us |
And I ain’t here for no tears or cheers |
I just need the years stolen by the locusts |
So, please give it back |
Please give it back |
Please give it back |
Better that than go tit-for-tat |
I said, please give it back |
Please give it back |
Please give it back |
Better that than go tit-for-tat |
I said please |
Pay us what you owe us |
For all the years y’all know that y’all hold us |
We bought some stocks |
But Game Stop done showed us |
The systems sick as tuberculosis |
But we all know this |
Who is we kiddin'? |
The book of life says that it is written |
«The US Government perfected pimpin'» |
The school of hard knocks gave us admission |
And since we graduated |
All them palpitations in our chest that aggravate us is |
The reason why I make these songs |
I’m done |