Lyrics to Run It Back!!
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Report, report, everyone report in
That's right, it's magic
It's magic like the three
But yo, don't ever get it misconstrued when you see us coming through with them Day-Glo colors
Lyrically, we run it all day
So if you throw it towards us, we gon' run it back (Yeah, let's go)
(Hey, hey, what we doing?)
Long Island (Long Island)
Long Island (Long Island)
Long Island

It's the birth of a team here to clean up the turf
And the worth of the dream is to change the regime
And the lean that we lay with the words that we spray
With the way that we teach y 'all to act (Run it back)
With the poems, with the dice, and the songs that we slice for the plate
Earn the weight and the height, and the pawns with the price
With the men, never mice when we on the device of the mic, never that (Run it back)
Pop a rap on the line and the math of the signs that we make
Be the cake that we stack on my grind
I'm a one of a kind and the one from the vine of the grape where you heard I'm the cap (Run it back)
Man, it's the thing that we hang 'round our neck like a chain
It's the piece of the pain
At the least, it's the lane that my flow travel down
And the sound be the rock cocaine to the brain on the track (Run it back)
Overdue with the new and you beg for the brew that we stirred
And we heard that you don't have a clue how it's made
It's the boom to the bap, like the full in the paid that put Ra on the map
(Ayo, my nigga, run it back)
We the sons of the beat and we stay on our toes (Yeah)
With our feet exposed to the con to the creed
'Cause our ears in the street and our minds in the stars
Man, y'all know who we are
Tucks and pats (Run it back)

That's what I'm talking about
Nassau and Suffolk County, we up in here
But we gon' take it on over to Queens
To my brothers in the Bridge
Who's about to run it back
Yeah, hey, yo (Nas right there)
Yo, there go Jungle right there
Hey yo, everybody get back
Everybody look out
Look at the god
Let the god through
Let my brother through

Unsmackable, half of you laughable
You won't be photographable if I have to run through half of your crew
I'm only trying to get smarter
Like Five Percenters at parliament, Harlem, rep the bottom (Run it back)
Not the bottom like the bottle of snake wine with a snake still in it
We sip and see if it takes time to fill it
I'm speaking to buildings
Ghetto tenement houses, miss the militants
No suburbia privileges (Run it back)
From the rap, it's no wonder that three's the magic number
Add me to that number, that's four
The fourth Bee Gee, the fourth ZZ Top member, the fourth Fugee, who me?
I fantasized musically when it's suiting me
As wild as the 80's, 90's and 00's, how it was sick
How did it slip?
Now it's just Doechii, Dot and SZA with most powerful hits
Leon Thomas, Shaboozey with the country raps
Only black artists on top of the charts
Something's wack (Run it back)
Not only love and only black, don't start with that
The problem hatched
Probably with Napster back in '99
In fact, was Nas deprived from getting diamond plaques?
He cries, it's out about it, never, he just runs it back

Okay, everyone
I know your heartbeat is running fast
After running it back, so let's slow it down
Take a deep breath in
Now, take a deep breath out
It's that weed smoke I'm smelling?
Oh, anyway, let's prepare to take our mind
To the next song
Salute, salutery and salutations
And don't forget the vocalization
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