Back To The Basics Lyrics
| Song | Back To The Basics |
| Artist | Twista |
| Album | The Perfect Storm[Deluxe Version][iTunes] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Mitchell Lindley | |
| 作词 : Mitchell Lindley | |
| Here I come | |
| The Perfect | |
| StormTwista | |
| I'm about to take everybody back to the basics | |
| I'm historical an oracle event is about to occur | |
| Because a motherfucker put these raps in the matrix | |
| And I'm a terror when | |
| I spit it on tracks full of hatred | |
| But it's beauty in the dark | |
| Just put it into your mouth and the flow is | |
| Like that when you taste it | |
| Come at niggas like a disciple of death | |
| You would think | |
| I'm poppin' a rifle or tech | |
| I'm aimin' right for the neck | |
| Your momma might as well call up the funeral home | |
| So she can write 'em a check, a vile of dialect | |
| That's why they feelin' me a trilogy | |
| A horror is what | |
| I becomeSo they call me | |
| Jason Vorhee | |
| Oops, I mean chasin' more cheese | |
| Niggas gotta pay some more fees | |
| Hot enough to break a thermometer from another planet | |
| I kill 'em from here to | |
| AndromedaA comet will hit the planet when | |
| I'm in the middle | |
| While rappers swallow you a diabolical astonisher | |
| Astronomer, because | |
| I'm outta the galaxy | |
| Challenge me | |
| I will disintegrate your body like a particle | |
| Follow you into a corridor at four in the mornin' | |
| So I can horrify you right before | |
| I slaughter you | |
| My boys sayin' they don't think | |
| I'm comin' with it | |
| So you know a nigga gotta get 'em all | |
| Then I'ma be, murderin' them like a serial killer | |
| Then I'ma hide 'em in the ceilin' and the wall | |
| Fuck 'em all | |
| Niggas will never get next to this | |
| I rock a rollie so | |
| I flex the wrist | |
| I'ma blow up and sit in your place | |
| And throw up shit in your face | |
| Like the exorcist, you can't mess with this | |
| Now let's take shit back to the basics | |
| How we used to do shit | |
| With the original sound | |
| But still somehow comin' with that new shit | |
| Talk about the way it ain't no morals | |
| Or respect in the streets no more | |
| Don't pause with the heat no more' | |
| Cause there really ain't nothing out here to eat no more | |
| Now let's take shit back to the basics | |
| How we used to do shit | |
| With the original sound | |
| But still somehow comin' with that new shit | |
| Talk about the way it ain't no morals | |
| Or respect in the streets no more | |
| Don't pause with the heat no more' | |
| Cause there really ain't nothing out here to eat no more | |
| Nowadays niggas actin' like they lovin' the dime | |
| Used to be some respect | |
| But now they just kill 'em and stack 'em' | |
| Cause Benjamin | |
| Franklin a governor now | |
| Theoretically you better be ahead of everybody | |
| Around you 'cause a nigga might fuck you | |
| Don't need to be nothing but killers | |
| In your family that always surround you' | |
| Cause a nigga might touch you | |
| Since the recession it been hard on the streets | |
| So a nigga comin' hard on the beats | |
| No order in the hood | |
| I remember when niggas would get into it | |
| They gone have to take problems to chief | |
| Now they don't give a fuck who they be shootin' | |
| Or who they be robbin' or what you ride | |
| All they really care 'bout is who got that | |
| And if you let one of these knucklehead bitches | |
| Know you're sittin' on something | |
| Motherfuckers is gonna be at that | |
| South side murderer | |
| It's the west side killer | |
| Up north and over east is a beast | |
| What they release, be leavin' you deceased | |
| Fuck up anybody that try to do damage | |
| The block is the planet | |
| And shawty's is too buck for it to be peace | |
| So I carry a piece but | |
| I don't wanna shoot it' | |
| Cause I already wanna see some | |
| Of my niggas locked up in jail home | |
| Instead of hollerin' at 'em on a cell phone | |
| RIP 'cause my little brother | |
| Rell goneGot to show a different way to get it | |
| Instead of bein' on the attack full of hatred | |
| Or get smacked in the face with the reality of death | |
| If we don't get back to the basics | |
| Now let's take shit back to the basics | |
| How we used to do shit | |
| With the original sound | |
| But still somehow comin' with that new shit | |
| Talk about the way it ain't no morals | |
| Or respect in the streets no more | |
| Don't pause with the heat no more' | |
| Cause there really ain't nothing out here to eat no more | |
| Now let's take shit back to the basics | |
| How we used to do shit | |
| With the original sound | |
| But still somehow comin' with that new shit | |
| Talk about the way it ain't no morals | |
| Or respect in the streets no more | |
| Don't pause with the heat no more' | |
| Cause there really ain't nothing out here to eat no more |
| zuo qu : Mitchell Lindley | |
| zuo ci : Mitchell Lindley | |
| Here I come | |
| The Perfect | |
| StormTwista | |
| I' m about to take everybody back to the basics | |
| I' m historical an oracle event is about to occur | |
| Because a motherfucker put these raps in the matrix | |
| And I' m a terror when | |
| I spit it on tracks full of hatred | |
| But it' s beauty in the dark | |
| Just put it into your mouth and the flow is | |
| Like that when you taste it | |
| Come at niggas like a disciple of death | |
| You would think | |
| I' m poppin' a rifle or tech | |
| I' m aimin' right for the neck | |
| Your momma might as well call up the funeral home | |
| So she can write ' em a check, a vile of dialect | |
| That' s why they feelin' me a trilogy | |
| A horror is what | |
| I becomeSo they call me | |
| Jason Vorhee | |
| Oops, I mean chasin' more cheese | |
| Niggas gotta pay some more fees | |
| Hot enough to break a thermometer from another planet | |
| I kill ' em from here to | |
| AndromedaA comet will hit the planet when | |
| I' m in the middle | |
| While rappers swallow you a diabolical astonisher | |
| Astronomer, because | |
| I' m outta the galaxy | |
| Challenge me | |
| I will disintegrate your body like a particle | |
| Follow you into a corridor at four in the mornin' | |
| So I can horrify you right before | |
| I slaughter you | |
| My boys sayin' they don' t think | |
| I' m comin' with it | |
| So you know a nigga gotta get ' em all | |
| Then I' ma be, murderin' them like a serial killer | |
| Then I' ma hide ' em in the ceilin' and the wall | |
| Fuck ' em all | |
| Niggas will never get next to this | |
| I rock a rollie so | |
| I flex the wrist | |
| I' ma blow up and sit in your place | |
| And throw up shit in your face | |
| Like the exorcist, you can' t mess with this | |
| Now let' s take shit back to the basics | |
| How we used to do shit | |
| With the original sound | |
| But still somehow comin' with that new shit | |
| Talk about the way it ain' t no morals | |
| Or respect in the streets no more | |
| Don' t pause with the heat no more' | |
| Cause there really ain' t nothing out here to eat no more | |
| Now let' s take shit back to the basics | |
| How we used to do shit | |
| With the original sound | |
| But still somehow comin' with that new shit | |
| Talk about the way it ain' t no morals | |
| Or respect in the streets no more | |
| Don' t pause with the heat no more' | |
| Cause there really ain' t nothing out here to eat no more | |
| Nowadays niggas actin' like they lovin' the dime | |
| Used to be some respect | |
| But now they just kill ' em and stack ' em' | |
| Cause Benjamin | |
| Franklin a governor now | |
| Theoretically you better be ahead of everybody | |
| Around you ' cause a nigga might fuck you | |
| Don' t need to be nothing but killers | |
| In your family that always surround you' | |
| Cause a nigga might touch you | |
| Since the recession it been hard on the streets | |
| So a nigga comin' hard on the beats | |
| No order in the hood | |
| I remember when niggas would get into it | |
| They gone have to take problems to chief | |
| Now they don' t give a fuck who they be shootin' | |
| Or who they be robbin' or what you ride | |
| All they really care ' bout is who got that | |
| And if you let one of these knucklehead bitches | |
| Know you' re sittin' on something | |
| Motherfuckers is gonna be at that | |
| South side murderer | |
| It' s the west side killer | |
| Up north and over east is a beast | |
| What they release, be leavin' you deceased | |
| Fuck up anybody that try to do damage | |
| The block is the planet | |
| And shawty' s is too buck for it to be peace | |
| So I carry a piece but | |
| I don' t wanna shoot it' | |
| Cause I already wanna see some | |
| Of my niggas locked up in jail home | |
| Instead of hollerin' at ' em on a cell phone | |
| RIP ' cause my little brother | |
| Rell goneGot to show a different way to get it | |
| Instead of bein' on the attack full of hatred | |
| Or get smacked in the face with the reality of death | |
| If we don' t get back to the basics | |
| Now let' s take shit back to the basics | |
| How we used to do shit | |
| With the original sound | |
| But still somehow comin' with that new shit | |
| Talk about the way it ain' t no morals | |
| Or respect in the streets no more | |
| Don' t pause with the heat no more' | |
| Cause there really ain' t nothing out here to eat no more | |
| Now let' s take shit back to the basics | |
| How we used to do shit | |
| With the original sound | |
| But still somehow comin' with that new shit | |
| Talk about the way it ain' t no morals | |
| Or respect in the streets no more | |
| Don' t pause with the heat no more' | |
| Cause there really ain' t nothing out here to eat no more |
| zuò qǔ : Mitchell Lindley | |
| zuò cí : Mitchell Lindley | |
| Here I come | |
| The Perfect | |
| StormTwista | |
| I' m about to take everybody back to the basics | |
| I' m historical an oracle event is about to occur | |
| Because a motherfucker put these raps in the matrix | |
| And I' m a terror when | |
| I spit it on tracks full of hatred | |
| But it' s beauty in the dark | |
| Just put it into your mouth and the flow is | |
| Like that when you taste it | |
| Come at niggas like a disciple of death | |
| You would think | |
| I' m poppin' a rifle or tech | |
| I' m aimin' right for the neck | |
| Your momma might as well call up the funeral home | |
| So she can write ' em a check, a vile of dialect | |
| That' s why they feelin' me a trilogy | |
| A horror is what | |
| I becomeSo they call me | |
| Jason Vorhee | |
| Oops, I mean chasin' more cheese | |
| Niggas gotta pay some more fees | |
| Hot enough to break a thermometer from another planet | |
| I kill ' em from here to | |
| AndromedaA comet will hit the planet when | |
| I' m in the middle | |
| While rappers swallow you a diabolical astonisher | |
| Astronomer, because | |
| I' m outta the galaxy | |
| Challenge me | |
| I will disintegrate your body like a particle | |
| Follow you into a corridor at four in the mornin' | |
| So I can horrify you right before | |
| I slaughter you | |
| My boys sayin' they don' t think | |
| I' m comin' with it | |
| So you know a nigga gotta get ' em all | |
| Then I' ma be, murderin' them like a serial killer | |
| Then I' ma hide ' em in the ceilin' and the wall | |
| Fuck ' em all | |
| Niggas will never get next to this | |
| I rock a rollie so | |
| I flex the wrist | |
| I' ma blow up and sit in your place | |
| And throw up shit in your face | |
| Like the exorcist, you can' t mess with this | |
| Now let' s take shit back to the basics | |
| How we used to do shit | |
| With the original sound | |
| But still somehow comin' with that new shit | |
| Talk about the way it ain' t no morals | |
| Or respect in the streets no more | |
| Don' t pause with the heat no more' | |
| Cause there really ain' t nothing out here to eat no more | |
| Now let' s take shit back to the basics | |
| How we used to do shit | |
| With the original sound | |
| But still somehow comin' with that new shit | |
| Talk about the way it ain' t no morals | |
| Or respect in the streets no more | |
| Don' t pause with the heat no more' | |
| Cause there really ain' t nothing out here to eat no more | |
| Nowadays niggas actin' like they lovin' the dime | |
| Used to be some respect | |
| But now they just kill ' em and stack ' em' | |
| Cause Benjamin | |
| Franklin a governor now | |
| Theoretically you better be ahead of everybody | |
| Around you ' cause a nigga might fuck you | |
| Don' t need to be nothing but killers | |
| In your family that always surround you' | |
| Cause a nigga might touch you | |
| Since the recession it been hard on the streets | |
| So a nigga comin' hard on the beats | |
| No order in the hood | |
| I remember when niggas would get into it | |
| They gone have to take problems to chief | |
| Now they don' t give a fuck who they be shootin' | |
| Or who they be robbin' or what you ride | |
| All they really care ' bout is who got that | |
| And if you let one of these knucklehead bitches | |
| Know you' re sittin' on something | |
| Motherfuckers is gonna be at that | |
| South side murderer | |
| It' s the west side killer | |
| Up north and over east is a beast | |
| What they release, be leavin' you deceased | |
| Fuck up anybody that try to do damage | |
| The block is the planet | |
| And shawty' s is too buck for it to be peace | |
| So I carry a piece but | |
| I don' t wanna shoot it' | |
| Cause I already wanna see some | |
| Of my niggas locked up in jail home | |
| Instead of hollerin' at ' em on a cell phone | |
| RIP ' cause my little brother | |
| Rell goneGot to show a different way to get it | |
| Instead of bein' on the attack full of hatred | |
| Or get smacked in the face with the reality of death | |
| If we don' t get back to the basics | |
| Now let' s take shit back to the basics | |
| How we used to do shit | |
| With the original sound | |
| But still somehow comin' with that new shit | |
| Talk about the way it ain' t no morals | |
| Or respect in the streets no more | |
| Don' t pause with the heat no more' | |
| Cause there really ain' t nothing out here to eat no more | |
| Now let' s take shit back to the basics | |
| How we used to do shit | |
| With the original sound | |
| But still somehow comin' with that new shit | |
| Talk about the way it ain' t no morals | |
| Or respect in the streets no more | |
| Don' t pause with the heat no more' | |
| Cause there really ain' t nothing out here to eat no more |
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