Straight from the motherf*ckin' dungeons of rap
Y'all know where we at
(Naptown, stand up) Yea, yea
Yea
Back in the lab, laid back
You see what we baggin, packs
Finessin' 'em and any mini-me's, Eminems, that wanna be the prophet
Wanna ask the cost of being him? Man, it's a symphony of sin
In my city, who with me?
My cacophony of kin
Just cause you coughin, lil' bitch, don't
Mean you get to stop
Okay, I'm comin' on too strong, maybe you're
Just too soft
I'm back with a vengeance, came with a Mac In a backpack next to the strap and a black
Mask and a dumbass gyatt that nags for
Attention, but I've seen the ending, it's written, y'all
Failed man, we winnin
It's in the cards we've been dealt
Same with the raps, it's under wraps, it's hidden
Until it's unveiled, I had to reveal
How my heart heartened, I lost my dearly departed that had always thought
I'd prevail
It partly put me through hell, I mastered
The art of the sale, by any means to any end, where should I begin?
I've been in my pain, my self-righteousness
Till it's back to the word, had I only heard it earlier
I wouldn't have been, man, stuck in my pen
Jail bar, livin' out my own life's sentence
Till it's my friends pitted against me again
(I've seen it everytime)
They pullin' me out of my brain, they pullin' me out of my mind
In fact, I keep it on ten at every event I attend
So watch my six, and watch for twelve too
We ride at high noon, up all hours of the night
Just ready to slide through like a drive-thru
Don't mind if I do, it's round two
I'm back with a vengeance, came with a Mac In a backpack next to the strap and a black
Mask and a dumbass gyatt that
Might be missin, but all's forgiven
All's fair in love and war, and whores and pimpin
Ask her if she love me more, by her own admission
Ask God what I'm fightin' for, against my own decision
I'm a child of survival, only ever dealt with denial
Can't say this here been final, till I hear the playback on vinyl
I ain't passed my prime, rap's been my best pastime
Y'all let time pass you by, busy livin
Out your own past life, man, I'm livid, but I'm live
She Jekyll with a hide, got a man, I got a maniacal side
So, deep in my, deep in this old mind of mine
Deep in my own mind, is a gold mine and
It's full of diamonds, just had to find em
Refine it, grind it, mine it
Past the goal line, past where no man has ever gone
Even past known time, behind closed doors
Behind closed eyes
I'm back with a vengeance, I'm back with the vision
Would you look at that?
We keepin' it tactful
Even when they attack, return of the G, return of the Mack
Back with a vengeance, I'm pullin' back in with some women
With a matte black finish, come on
I'm back with a vengeance, came with a Mack in a backpack
Next to the strap and a black mask and a dumb ass gyatt
That nags for attention
Don't need to ask for permission, just stay on mission