Cock It Back - Intellectual

Natural Elements ‎(ft. G-Blass) - “Cock It Back”

[Emcee(s): G-Blass]

[Producer(s): Charlemagne]

[Sample 1 (Multiple Elements): Bob James - “Valley of the Shadows” (0:01)]

[Sample 2 (Drums): Mountain - “Long Red (Live at Woodstock)” (0:00)]

[Verse 1: G-Blass]

When I speak, be silent, let me

Showcase my talent. Open your eyes

See what you’re afraid of. This is what legends are

Made of. The mighty giant ruling like

A tyrant, the lyrics I shoot bring in the loot

G-Blass, the moneymaker, lady pene-

-trator. Spreading my data across the

Equator. Here’s a message for the bootleg:

I wreck ‘nough heads—‘nough said. The strong-armed

Tactics are all well-mastered. The ones on

My list, I smash ‘em like this and burn ‘em to

A crisp. The motto is: loyalty. I works

Hard for my royalty. I keep a tight

Grin to let you know I’m not bluffing. When flavor’s in

Demand, my pockets expand. I got the gun in

My hand

[Hook: G-Blass]

Hold it down, cock it back when you’re on the attack

Hold it down and cock it back

[Verse 2: G-Blass]

Here comes the big man rampaging. I can’t

Be caged in. If you’re ill and I’m bugging, I start

Slugging. Respect my shit—that’s what

You better do. When I damage you, I’ll leave you

With more than just a dent or two. Niggas talk trash verbatim

I just have to hate ‘em. Then I cas-

-trate ‘em ‘cause I’m the one you’re here for

I entertain plain and remain raw

Chop your shit up with a chainsaw. You can’t

Surpass or outlast me. I’m clever and crafty

Brave but kind of classy. Watch your step. You can’t

Touch my breath. My days are sunny

‘Cause I’m rolling in the dough with Ross Perot money

Mic-controller, money-clip-holder

Rolling like a boulder. G-Blass

The universal soldier

[Hook: G-Blass]

Hold it down, cock it back when you’re on the attack

Hold it down and cock it back

So hold it down and cock it back

[Verse 3: G-Blass]

You’re headed for destruction—read the warning signs

Skip town before morning time. There’s

A sniper on the loose, and I’m waiting on your booth

‘Cause ain’t nobody bulletproof. I’ma blow you out

The box. The momentum never stops. When the rhyme

Is activated, you’ll be captivated, so let me

Spark then write, hit my target right. I’ll stand alone

‘Cause I’m grown, breaking bones with sticks and stones

When I shake, rattle, and roll

You’re gonna break, scatter, and fold

Sharp as a knife and larger than life. Niggas

Hate my guts, but I don’t sweat that. I’ll make ‘em

Regret that ‘cause you could get your head cracked. See what I’m

Saying, black? Heard what I said? The whole

Scene is blood-red from the bloodshed. Causing

Cardiac arrest, scaring you to death

And leaving nothing left. You could never stop the reign

Of terror, terror, terror, terror

[Hook: G-Blass]

Hold it down, cock it back when you’re on the attack

Hold it down and cock it back

So hold it down and cock it back

I’ll hold it down, cock it back when I’m on the attack

I’ll hold it down and cock it back