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Artist: Twista Ft. Diddy

Song: Back To The Basics

Album: The Perfect Storm

Lyrics:

[Diddy]

Hey yo Twista, it's about that motha fuckin time again.

Time to let these niggas know,

The originator, never to be duplicated.

King of that machine gun spit shit.

Hey yo Twista, blow a motha fuckas brains out.

[Twista]

I'm about to take everybody back to the basics

I'm historical an oracle event is about to occur

Because a mother fucker 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 mmm

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 become

So 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 Andromeda

A 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 morning

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'mma be

Murderin them like a serial killer

Then I'mma hide em in the ceiling and the wall

Fuck em all!

Niggas will never get next to this

I rock a rollie so I flex the wrist

I'mma blow up and sit in your place

And throw up shit in your face

Like the exorcist

You can't mess with this.

{Chorus x2}

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 acting like they lovin the dime

Used to be some respect

But now they just kill 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 sitting on something

Mothafuckas 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

R.I.P. cuz my little brother Rell gone

Got 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

{Chorus x2}

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

All credit goes to Twista and his krEw.

I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING.