Bring It Back

[Verse 1] "Were losing 'em", the call rang out, only a few ran for helping hands, most dudes stared blankly Standing mute, fame whores off where the new fad's at While fans cried "bring that boom bap back" Saw lines crossed between hip-hop dudes and dance acts So I u-turned my ass out the booth Told my label, new plan I'mma take it to my roots with the new jam After that resume programming So I gathered beats, got at mc's, mapped the strategy out The chase sequel's in the background for now, sorry A little longer until that album's out Doubter's can either back down, tap out or bounce Either way, pay that no mind, our 2 cents bound to count Uh, their 2 cents get rounded down Uh, this for the love of the rap Breath it life til our lungs collapse, and bring it back like that [Hook] It's like that, heard 'em saying "bring it back" Screaming "breathe motherfucker", like that, see the flash Of the ambulance lights and the sirens on smash Like "woop woop", and they like that [Verse 2] I'd be lying if I said this wasn't to serve As to remind and alert your mates I have returned, tighter Harder better faster stronger, vying for the first Had to decide on the circuit Took a ride on a detour To tie up any loose wires, inspired to work By the words of those sayings I lost my nerve So if you wonder why this music ain't my usual sound I needed shit to do in my time out I'm dropping records in between rounds This a break in play, I'm of the court, beating them at their game But this more than a training sesh for the main event Sparring hard with the nation's best, even a day's rest Is still at a breakneck pace too much to bear for the brain-dead Tear through the pain threshold, fuck a taste setter, fuck a pay-cheque This for the love of the rap Hit it hard, clean up my act, then flip and relapse, bring it back [Hook] [Verse 3] And you fucked up young guns, I like you but you're crazy 2 year facebook careers, don't entitle you to write about your haters I'm 250 shows deep in the majors So It's real life when I talk status Ain't saying I'm the saviour, just saying I'm invested In whatever's coming later I just ask you be creative Foundations were laid, we just building other layers Of design spec's for a sky scraper We started on a higher plane thanks to pioneers that were able To break doors down for us So love thy neighbour Bet the house on it, they sent our music through the roof Some jealous, some overzealous, out to wet the fuse Just know better than to let a clown effect your view Only fools get influenced by the loudest in the room So uh, ignore that, this for the love of the rap And in order to advance where we at, we gotta bring it back [Hook]