Songtexte Back on Wax - R.A. the Rugged Man , Wax Tailor , Token , A-F-R-O

Some of you already have a general idea of the plan
Of this operation. Before we give you the full
Picture, I want to point out that everyone turned up
You ready? It's heavy, baby

Back on wax, back on wax
Let's start up the session, session
Back on wax
Soul Brother with the flavor
Check my, check my, check my, check my pedigree
Back on wax
The freak in the beat
My survival is deep
Back on wax
And the beat boys dance like
Bring all the hype here
Back on wax
For those that don't know
I came to bring more picture to the frame

More picture to the frame, watch as I paint
I thought that y'all in a play 'cause you live on Broadway
Feminine carryin' groceries, you're gross and retarded
You got ovaries or you're ovary-arted?
If there is gonna be anyone takin' offense
I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I'm blamin' the pen
But alas, give me the mic and I'm showin' 'em what to do
Look at me when I'm on stage, I'm a paraplegic
I'm breakin' a leg and they breakin' a sweat
Heatin' 'em up, goin' to trouble, I'm cleanin' 'em up, easy enough
This is not challenging, this is not tough
I don't have famous friends, I just steal their fans
They ask if I did it, I deny it

Back on wax, here comes the sound
Check my, check my, check my, check my pedigree
Back on wax
Vinyl in need of
Come follow me on this journey
Back on wax
Don't stop, don't stop
Check, check, check it, check it
Back on wax
Let me break it down for you again

All I wanna do is bring truth to all my brothers and to all my sisters
You're making some very serious charges
Yeah, sucker, you better not violate

Uh, my mind speed rhyme be brutal
My bitch thick, yours thin like Chinese noodles
I kill Nazi followers and poppy-cockers
Robbin' coppers, niggas gettin' killed like Tommyknockers
I was the slave rebellin' the master
Killin', cherry-pickin' niggas stickin' up for crackers
I usually run through vagina
The only black nigga doin' kung fu in China
Drunken monkey mic style, bloody punching fights wild
Arrested for fuckin' up a ugly duckling white child
My core scene is evil and wicked (What else?)
I force feed a vegan a chicken
The blacker the berry, the iller the juice is
Tuck the gat at you fairies, I kill you with toothpicks
One, rappin' and rule the after
Killin' bitch niggas and African booty scratchers

Back on wax
The saga continues
Check my, check my, check my, check my pedigree
Back on wax
And never will it ever stop
Back on wax
Back in the place
Dope sellin', you don't smoke, you feel
Back on wax
Start takin' notes
Throw on my pair and try the power

It's the best rap, back smack, the block hot, bomb drop
Underground non-pop lock, Comstock
Like I'm ISIS, I'm knife slicin' the prize fightin'
The mighty Mike Tyson, the rhyme titan
I'm David Hasselhoff, Michael Knight, Knight Ridin'
I'm Orenthal James Simpson winnin' the Heisman
Coal mine, bloody valentine, pickaxe, spit raps
Kick facts, ABC force, big tracks
Not a millennial, writin' a legend on record since the beginning
I been in position to bring in the winnin', livin' in sin
In the picket and swingin', Muhammad Ali, I'm the king of the ring
And I'm being a G.O.A.T. and I'm doin' my thing
And rest in peace to the great Robert Dope, floatin' sting
And I'm the iller vanilla killer gorilla monsoon
Castle Wolfenstein, bitch, achtung
Clue Blue sniffin' where the true soup kitchen be
From the tape era, Warren G, Clue, Kid Capri, go

Back on wax
Somebody shoulda warned ya
I doubt that you're ready
Back on wax
I told you
Don't do it, buddy
Make room for daddy
Back on wax
I swing the Excalibur
From the South to the West to the East
Back on wax
Vinyl baby
I can never look forward to an early retirement

You and your friends will return to the school room