Keep it OG
We're, we're talking to you
We're talking, we're talking to you
From the ti-, time machine control center (Sweatshop)
Couldn't find a way to live for today
Now I live for tomorrow
Got a handful of stones
And a handful of sorrow
Baby got a bug
Got a buck I can borrow
Give it back if I can
If I can't I'ma owe ya
You know I'm gonna owe ya
Be nice if the vagabond
Girls get for ya
Cleaner than ammonia
Sicker than pneumonia
Never let 'em on ya
The taxman will phone ya
I'm a soul that romps with the loaners
Never been a poser known to cut corners
The new order opposite of colder
Hotter than a brother with a group of other soldiers
Soul of a Golding Goldsmith
Not as he is now I
Vinnies not Vince, sold to the highest bid
No peace offerings
Warlord, warlord
Born in an old street auction
Traded for a record and some new stock options
Pop got me then when he was like hoppin'
Warlord, warlord
I'm the name that the gods want to claim
When they come to bring fame, put the truth in the game
We the few that remain with the view that's the same
As back in the day
The party in the park hey
Your head gets bumpin'
The beat is clean
I got to bring it back, I am your time machine
I show you somethin'
You ain't seen
I got to bring it back, I am your time machine
Everybody in the party say (hey)
Everybody in the party say (ho)
Everybody in the party say (hey)
Everybody in the party say (ho)
Your head gets bumpin'
(Warlord)
Yesterday oh yesterday
What they do today will take your breath away
Remember Saturday, it's a Saturday
A smooth operator Big Daddy K
Bring it back
I do, I do
Who bring it back
My crew, my crew
Sweatshop U with a new set of rules
Understand, I'm in the center of the epicenter
When I enter on the entertainer innovation better than your
Plain Jane condescending corny and I'm kinda endin'
Everything you do (what?)
Everything is true
Kids step aside let the King glide through
I'm a size ten shoe
You can take a walk in 'em if you want to
But you better have rhythm enough
And no it isn't enough
To say you tough
With jism, it's nuts
'Cause that sucks sucker
You ain't sayin' nothin', sucker
I ain't even playin' with these stupid (motherfuckers)
Back to the fact that the basement is back
And the base is the backbone of the boom bat
But we move raps over the tune of new tracks
From the future I present the past I move back (I move back)
Your head gets bumpin'
The beat is clean
I got to bring it back, I am your time machine
I show you somethin' you ain't seen
I got to bring it back, I am your time machine
Everybody in the party say (hey)
Everybody in the party say (ho)
Everybody in the party say (hey)
Everybody in the party say (ho)
Your head gets bumpin' (warlord)
Everybody in the right
P-p-parking view from t-t-time machine control service
What we gonna do right here?
Go back b-b-b-b-back to the time
Bring it back!
Back to the time
We're talking, we're talking to you from t-t-time machine control service
Bring it back!
Hey!
Hey!
Ho! Ho! Ho!
Bring it back!