Mistah FAB

Mistah FAB - Bring the Classics Back lyrics

rate me

Yeah, yeah,

OK, look

We’re taking it back to the early days of it

Freestylin live In the circle and public.

People when they walk by saying it they love it

If this was a mix tape, you would have to dub it!

Don’t club it, sit back nothing

Freestyle for the people in the streets pump it!

Live in front of Ameba, live …

Live we’re chilling with chebba

Why they smoking the re fa.

Get beneath ya franklin's, that’s what I need bruh

More respect man, I’m feeling just like Arethra

Time to get my mills up like Stephanie Bakem

..get back I need ya

Millimeter, I greet ya, eat ya

Any rapper can get it fuck in the feature

And since BET left me out of their cypher

I freestyle my own cypher, I don’t have to like ya!

Shoot rappers off the roof just like the sniper

DC, easy, see me, we be

This is for the grinders and skateboarders that rock DCs

I got polo boots make it easy

This my brother Gephil we call him Gefezie

Off of the hizzie full drop weezy

See me, get a grind me slide me easy

Vegetable oil homie, my flow is so breezy!

This is to the high roll flow so gyro

So acrobatic, I beat them up tybo

I go, I know, flow a suicidal

Shout out to aaron g. this rhyme is tribal

A real rapper, to seal rappers, to feel rappers

Never had a murder in life, but I kill rappers

Ill rappers will kill rappers and seal rappers

Mortal Combat, Sub Zero, better chill rappers!

Yeah, yeah, I remember when my cousin

bought me bigger and better

Kangol hat, I was more fresher

Cool J tape, first tape I ever had

All in my mirror practicing, I’m back

Pay In Full everyday I rock him

Cause every rap tape wanted to be like him

West Coast, I was raised on a East shit

Walk this way then, that Run DMC Sh..

Cross over that…

Big Daddy came, three cuts in my eyebrow

Playing low in theory, real hip hop I you hear me!

Uh, hopes in my lungs

Just like checkers I’m a king, you’re a pawn

Great Adventures of Slick Rick greatest story ever, oh yeah, get this

Chorus:

When the beat is fresh, and the rhyme is real

And the music really get you that feel

Oh, man, damn I miss hip hop!

Man, damn I miss

Rappers said it and they did it, and they really had fans

And you could blow up without having a dance

Oh, man, damn I miss hip hop!

Damn I miss!

Who remember when ghetto boys drop, that classic album we can’t be stopped

Scareface, one of the best in hip hop

My eyes playing tricks on me till this day that knocks

Me against the world, feeling like Pac

Like 93' still have a haven't stopped

High roll I just had to get pops

And Digital Underground they stayed on my block

Wanted to be like Short in that drop on that born to mack and the city on the mob.

And to me Hammer was the greatest

Twenty years later, man I ain’t afraid to say it!

Every Saturday used to watch his cartoon

With pictures, and posters, of him in my room

Man, cause he made the city shine

And all around the world, they were saying Hammer Time

Chorus:

When the beat is fresh, and the rhyme is real

And the music really get you that feel

Oh, man, damn I miss hip hop!

Man, damn I miss

Rappers said it and they did it, and they really had fans

And you could blow up without having a dance

Oh, man, damn I miss hip hop!

Damn I miss!

Barber Shop disputes over who was the right one

Who was more gangster Gucci rappers or Spice 1

Playing Chuck T. saying damn, did he say that?

F*** John Winnie and it was pressed did he play that?

K.R.S. one man…

‘till this day goggle got me on a promo beat

I grew up in Oakland off A.p.g

That was Action Packed Gangster, who feel me?

When I first heard outcast loud

J first I haven’t been blow, how?

N.W.A., straight out of Compton

DOC that was just sh** was knocking

Too hard for the radio Mac Dre

Living federal like E-40

Oh rap game, really miss pac

But to the West Coast, that was hip hop!

Chorus:

When the beat is fresh, and the rhyme is real

And the music really get you that feel

Oh, man, damn I miss hip hop!

Man, damn I miss

Rappers said it and they did it, and they really had fans

And you could blow up without having a dance

Oh, man, damn I miss hip hop!

Damn I miss!

Thanks to Dillon Sims for correcting these lyrics

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