[Preface]
It's the return
And what I mean by return is
The return to everything you love about Hip-Hop
[Chorus]
Return – to the way we were
Before the influx of drugs and money occurred
Return – to the way we was
Before the rise of lies, fake players and thugs
Return – to the way we were
Before the influx of drugs and money occurred
Return – to the way we was
Before the rise of lies, fake players and thugs
[Verse 1]
We bring it back now – face it
Back to the basic
The track, Khalil laced it
I run 'em like Asics; circle the globe
Navigate my black thoughts like a king on his throne
The return – no Jheri curls, crimps, and perms
Crack deals, fake rappers writing rhymes on sherm
You must learn
I teach who it may concern
And keep the flame lit to make Hollywood burn
Pure righteous
We move 'em out like Cypress
In the belly of the beast with my group of lifers
Khalil's cuts, cold as black steel
Cause chaos in the hour of disc jock payoffs
[Chorus]
Return – to the way we were
Before the influx of drugs and money occurred
Return – to the way we was
Before the rise of lies, fake players and thugs
[Verse 2]
Return – this Nubian player shine through you
Continue the art brought to us by the Zulu
I ride the soundwave ridiculous
Omnipotent, scientific – Chace Infinite
Express my Godbody in sentences
Bear witness and listen to what the difference is
Vainglorious, we reached the peak
Back when rap was dominated by red, black, and green
Now it seems, on your TV screens
False images of caviar and champagne dreams
Each day is like a bad dream, and at night?
Living baseheads celebrate city life strife
To the fullest extent, I manifest lyrics of fury
From the depths, nobody can step to me
I said it on record, so set it straight
I set it off, the verbal molotov
Die from the verbal holocaust
Before Antoinette was the Boss
I've been making average MCs take a loss
Of course, we return – welcome to the world
Introduced live on stage, projecting the light waves
Thick as the Everglades, while ya'll masquerade
I remain myself on this quest to get paid
[Chorus]
Return – to the way we were
Before the influx of drugs and money occurred
Return – to the way we was
Before the rise of lies, fake players and thugs
Return – to the way we were
Before the influx of drugs and money occurred
Return – to the way we was
Before the rise of lies, fake players and thugs
[Verse 3]
I master the ceremonial phrase
And hit you with lyrics reminiscent of the glorious days
All for one in this game
The only thing that's changed
Is the multiple frauds allowed to use our name
In God we came, so in God we trust
Check the Ultramag' vibe in the nucleus
I let the words flow and relate to the criminal minds
Follow the leader to the next text in time
Exercise the mind and you'll find
Light inside of my oratory design
Return, for all my graff niggas who burn
DJs in the world, watching their Technics turn
For my B-Boy brothers suffering floor burns
Bust a headspin to this one – return
[Scratch Solo: DJ Khalil]
"Return..."