PRAVERB THE WYSE - Back In The Days lyrics

rate me

I'm an artist that mingles with the crowd like Ron Artest

And I will conquest, this game one ear at a time

I'm Goliath on this mic, I put fear in your spine

(huh) I been new, my spirit's aligned

I wannna be at Fat Beats, fans cheering in line

Walking up the block, still hearing my rhymes

Blazing from the subs, now you know that's love

Getting pounds and hugs, probably performing in clubs

A show deal from Lugz, T-shirts, and coffee mugs

Never doing drugs

Cause that would be fiction

I find myself trapped behind these bars I'm spitting

Hip-hop dwells in my veins

Kane, Kool G, and them cats that gave shell toes a name

Since I was young, I studied the greats

It's hip-hop 101, this is nothing you can fake

Let's take it back, back, back in the days

When hip hop was really real, y'all rap to get paid

But not me, I love to rap on stage

And pour my heart out, I'm past that phase

I'm an emcee fam, I control the vibe

On the mic, rhyming with trapped souls inside

I'm tired of you phone, fake, poser gus

It's Dirk Diggler with the flow kid, open wide

You can't breathe, some dudes tend to hold their sides

So I give them flow one at a time, like Advil

Feeling like Peter Gunz it's all Deja-Vu

Had to Triumph over you Killa Bees, screaming wu

I got a crew, that's too live, we Bout It man

Used to Jump Around, wild out to House of Pain

Krs-One he spoke about our history

Used to listen to Chuck D and Public Enemy

NWA, Dr. Dre before the Chronic

Snoop Dogg, and all the west coast riders

Big L, before he dropped Ebonics

Canibus, before he started rapping about comets