The Return - Part 1

By AB Studios

On The Return

Released on April 10, 2014

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AB Studios, back by popular demand...


[Muggy G]

You know what it is, #TheReturn, #GetReady

Return like the Jedi; I'm sick, use the netty...

Pots, like Gregory be making

I spit hot fire for all the clay he's baking...

In the oven, yeah, like DJ's jerk chicken

And Marcus' Moroccan, you know it's finger lickin'

My mind is too bright, full of brilliance, luminous

Crosby’s got years of experience, numinous

Thanks to Maya, I won the title

Victory speech short and sweet - Ms. Eitel

Livsey’s an alchemist, or so I’ve been told

But can she transform lead to gold?

I can transform ya like that girl Megan Nater

Puts on a lax penny, goes Terminator

Caroline and Izzy, give me bagels 'n' advice

Time to hand the mic to the boy Natty Ice


[Natty Ice]

Jack Frost is the marshal, Natty Ice spittin' fire

May sound ironic, but I'm not a liar

Now preach to the choir, like Breckwoldt on Friday

Singing those hymns to please the almighty

Mr. Always Dress Nice like Aidan Angelovich

Mr. Score When I Want To - Zlatan Ibrahimovic

Advanced Euro History with my boy Middlebrooks

Machiavelli was a blue devil, loved himself some Dukes

And it's not a fluke; credits, I got thirty

Senior boy dorm, yeah you know it gets dirty

So I'm sweeping up AB but I'm not Cinderella

Can't talk to animals or sing a cappella

But I speak español and Français with Ella

Cause I'm dark, foreign, sweet like Nutella

Everything I touch turns to Gold, Midas

Repping the spartans like a boss, Leonidas

At St. Steve's, acceptance is what we stand for

Wanna talk acceptance? Harvard and Stanford

Wanna talk SAT? twenty three fiddy

My ambitions mile high like Denver - Zibby


[Kimchino]

Wanna talk SAT? That’s a nightmare, like Jason

Unless you love standards like Cox, Mason

Mr. Hines' swag got me in a trance

X on my paper, please give me "One More Chance"

So we talk and he cuts me a deal, like Sillers

Then we do the Magnum, but we're not Ben Stillers

Keep em on their toes, like a ballerina

Hanging with the sisters, Monika and Karina

Hanging with the Ayres, chilling with the twins

Lord, hear my prayers, absolve me from my sins

When I need help telling wrong from right

He leads me through like a light so bright


[Lil' Vayne]

Bright like Venus, I’m a lyrical genius

My mind is a temple, just like Athena’s...

And Nike, yeah, so don’t take me lightly

Struggle is real, daily and nightly

I beat the beat up, put it in a coma

My name too big, can't fit in a diploma

Not Mikey Lopez but my hair game is intense

National team, shout out to the Quincess

Rogers on the diving board, Evarts on the field

The lord is my sword, the lord is my shield

The lord was my shepherd, right from the start

Now let’s talk about affairs of the heart

The girl I love, never met one where I’m from

Makes my heart go crazy, explode like a bomb

Have to ask her something before the rap is done

You know who you are: Anique, prom?


[So Silky]

Dougie on your neighbor, dougie on the floor

Dougie with any of the AB Studios four

No we ain't Mary, but we can give you Moore

Get up off your seats if you want an encore...