Return of the B-Boy

[Verse One] Seconds after I had been swept off my feet Open through the doors and in steps the beat Complete with medical packs and four fours Looked at me and said, “damn, this nigga needs gauze” Wars are fought in the street, he got beat The meek are disenfranchised and left weak Me, these images I couldn't ignore Personas of the rhythm who just walked in the store The snare, Slim, sported a rare grin Noticing damage within, removed bullets and packed skin The kickdrum, Scurvy, open my eyes, he say "don't worry" At the clerk he fired rounds in a flurry And the hi-hat, Matt, tapped the hostages with his gat Told 'em, "break the fuck out and never look back" They had the form like Miyagi for the kamikaze Then they got me, walked me out past the local paparazzi I see, y'all Re-Animators Sure, kid, ya jams are flavor We need a savior and we came to relay the data I repay a major situation 'cross town, our music has lost sound Cause they had us locked down They meanin' sucka rappers, herbs, crabs Comic clowns who be making shitty sounds in labs They're defacing masterpieces, just to blast to pieces What's dope, and hoped that we'd accept the wacker thesis Jesus Where's the chamber? Allow me to become the scum rearranger They said, "focus your anger and bring the rhymes that you wrote Because these folks will hang ya" I accepted their concerns, turned to him and said "Fuck that written shit I'll flip these niggas off the head" What about the Feds? Ayo, we left them a decoy We didn't want the beast to know we brought back the B-Boy [Refrain] Hip, hip-hop, I'mma bring it back [Verse 2] Hip-hop is so whack, the beats are fightin' back And I was sent to attack, so I'm following the map Xs mark the rappers I would soon hex with Corrosive cadences that overheat when their necks split Step by step I'm headed toward the set to analyze the threat And make 'em regret, the day we met I suspect they got a smooth plot I'm headed to the rooftops That's where I’ll make my strategem so I can splatter them They were only half of ten, five less rappers alive When we collide the standard is dope, they didn't coincide They were sacrilegious, and vicious, with dark wishes Which is to assure the core of hip-hop with the snitches I dropped dime on how to travel back in time So they can melt and misalign pioneers, patterns of rhyme And I'm furious, seething at what I'm seeing Soon those niggas won't be breathing I've seen what I gotta so I'm leaving Cause I wanna, set off the slaughter for the evening Niggas hopped on my shitlist with a swiftness I'm about to rip this, come bear witness [Refrain] [Mr. Lif] Mic check We had ill static over Illmatic, I reached for it This nigga said I couldn't have it So tragic for him to try to counter my magic, I'm rabid Reached through his fuckin' face and grabbed it Nigga, how the fuck did you figure You can interfere with the music so potent Then I gazed at his skull for a moment Before I moved on Then I heard two songs Distinct flavors from the Wu's Enter the 36 Chambers I'm about to bring this nigga danger He was elusive, an Uncle Tom carrying nooses Strong yet spiritually useless I gave him flashbacks, of niggas gettin' treated like lab rats Beatin' with whips and straps Hit him with conscience, held a mirror up to his face The motherfucker jetted out of the place Who's next to get me vexed this rapper making idle threats Claiming that he's got concepts, I stepped to him slow Looked deep in his eyes, seen a prison was within him Cause he's livin' a lie, a rap nearly operation Told him that man was not meant to leave earth's population These talks left him pacing, now he suffers from brain disintergration No thoughts or information, it started raining visibility low This had no effect on my abilities though To murder an emcee is standard procedure I looked and seen this cat gone and followed the leader But I'm a cheater, the abdomen and chest deleter Primary feature, my intense urge to to bleed ya All his blood's drained, and I'm steadily aiming To find the next nigga for maiming That's when my instincts came in handy This mega large nigga tried to brand me I dodged a mega blast of energy Then my mind aged a century Futuristic data, for a complex matter His power left a crater, I can peep the equator He smiled, I can see him through the earth's vapor Looked him up and down, as we walked toward solid ground What, my jaw dropped at what I found Classics like Tribe Called Quest, De La Soul, BDP, PE, and Run DMC Low End Theory, Three Feet, Criminal Minded, Takes a Nation A Mill, Time to Kill Run DMC self-titled, this nigga's my archrival Survival, not liable, got up close and what I signed couldn't believe My enemy was a genetic replica of me Battling yourself is the biggest chore It could leave your digits raw, a truly vicious type of war So now I'm thrown off, taken back in fact, I didn't know how to react I lacked a plan of attack, but he was in full effect, and next He'd infect my intellect, with thoughts I couldn't accept Images of my grandmother in that old folks home Became very vivid in my dome, his method is drastic telepathic Damaging my mental fabric, hellafied horror havoc Criminal I can't stand it, or understand it yet my torture was expanded By thoughts that he commanded, had a vision of my uncle sitting Dying by himself, meanwhile he's breaking down my physical health Chronicle inseparable thoughts, to the head 98 percent of which were absorbed by my dreads The other 2 percent I accepted, just so I can feel the heat again Had a vision [?] So now I'm back, strapped and intact Increasing my brain waves to maximum impact Thoughts were unholy, slowly he looked me up and down coldly Like I'm the motherfuckin' phoney And maybe I am, damn, I stuttered, dropped the mic from my hand Saw some open land so I ran But as I jet past past thoughts, my man had blast shots Bloodcots stopping circulation to my knot My ego spit my humility started to mumble feeble shit A thug within me had a dream of Desert Eagle clips So who's me, maybe this uzi, cold-hearted steel With a sign that says use me I call her Susie, do you like what you see Usually, I wouldn't let a biter confuse me So why should this instance make a difference? So I started to think with the innocence of infants in sense of incent Burn in incense, I'm intense Funny how the powerful scent just dense your senses Don't even comment on the senses, I sent this razor sharp tone Of relentless, sequences that leap fences Leading all human kind to deep ventures So I shift forward, like a Sith Lord With a swift sword, flipped and clipped his mic cord Speechless, filling with weakness, peep this He tried to use the heat of his desire to beat Lif Be my guest, take a guess who left the set last and who was left a mess Fight fire with fire And at peace's request I summoned the sun to burn a hole in his chest