Lyrics Back To Basics - Vast Aire

Back To Basics

What goes up must come down
Sorta like balloons when you let go of them
Jealous ones wanna knock my style
Put a whole in your head and let out the helium
I came up with cats who didn’t give two shits
We grew up in the projects with elevator piss
Dad ain’t there mums is cranky
That’s why she comes home yells and spanks me
This shit ain’t cotton candy and if it is the taste is shady
Be all you can be but this ain’t the army
You will get tossed it will not be gravy
New York (Zoo York)
I’m in uptown baby now I rest in Brooklyn this city is crazy
Buildings fall down that’s friction homie
Elevate your camp with a bunch of shinobi
I’m not lying (I'm not lying)
I could form a sword like red and green lion
Knowledge is grand like a G in my hand
I’m a hustler but I don’t cook coke in a pan
You know
I’m not a rapper I just talk a lot
Uh huh
I’m not a rapper I just talk a lot
What goes up must come down
Sorta like balloons when you let go of them
Jealous ones wanna knock my style
Put a whole in your head and let out he helium
And that wouldn’t be cool if you called my name
Caus you be soft like video games
Same shit different day new traulet
You got a card on the table I might pull it
Texas Holdem watch me fold em'
Off the wall but my skin ain’t turned white
You just entered the chamber of a thousand falls
Shit we gon’be here all night
Peace to Metro he gave me the insight
Me blessing the mic that’s my birth right
Styles so I’ll it’ll turn rocks to sand
Come a little closer I’ll show you unseen hands
Son we on our own Pig Latin
We be on some InfèKinpè
Now everybody sounds like Jay
And everybody loves moving to purple and yay
I’m not a rapper I just talk a lot
Uh huh
I’m not a rapper I just talk a lot