Take it Back

[Madlib] Keeps it poppin like West coast in '83 When we was bumpin Slave, Rick James and Lady T My man with the East coast taste from Red Alert Pete Rock, Marley Marl, put-tin in work On the West we had Julio G on KDAY Mixmaster Michael mixin more in his heyday Rob 1 droppin shit so niggas could break All my real niggas - all a nigga wanna do is get cake All them other niggas - all a nigga wanna do is be fake But now - oh shit, damn I'm goin to another wake Remember, 'bout the times in school When we made a fool of ourselves to impress a girl, tryin to be cool Ohh, some niggas gettin sprung on coke I'm like oh, young niggas gettin sprung off {*BLAM*} Oh shit! Some niggas never learnin the ropes Ropes... [Scratching] Keep this hustling up I'm fucking you up Talk all that Fuck all that Hardcore new V.R Mathematic, here in Cali, rally Dirty, I can't help it I been an addict [Reggae voice] Believe me! All massive an' all crew line up They can't get we out [Madlib] (Who that nigga over there man?) Niggas lookin over here like shit is sweet All day mad cause a nigga said his shit is weak Askin for a true opinion, get mad when a nigga speak I ain't got no time for that shit, I already figure the nigga's weak You can't even trust your own best friend or your man and them Cause them niggas only worry about the shit you handin them Shit, all a nigga wanna do is get cake All a nigga wanna do is be fake Look around, all snakes, for heaven sakes Buried with fake, I carry it hate, made in every state Rock, ohh, ohh, uhh Dilla Dawg Madlib Yeah Ohh~! Ohh~! Dilla [Scratching] Let's build on it Vintage Cadillac with the grill fronted Totin in the BM-Dub Tell them players I'm the GM [Reggae voice] Believe me! That is the wickedest sound That player had in him then use.. Down with all massive and all crew line up They can't get we out When it come to championship - yes we 'ave it And when it come to dignitary {*speaking too fast to translate*}