Back At It - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Let the bass rock, and the drums hit

I'm back at it, and I'm on some other shit

Let the bass rock, and the drums hit

I'm back at it, and I'm on some other shit

Let the bass rock, and the drums hit

I'm back at it, and I'm on some other shit

Let the bass rock, and the drums hit

I'm back at it, back at it again

Ayo I'm back with a fucking vengeance, to give you something precious

I end careers with a glance and a fucking sentence

I'm Transcendent; in case you need the definition

I'm beyond anything you understand or can envision

Listen closely to my poetry

You'll never find verse or prose that even approaches all my potency

Disposing of the notion that we're screwed with an interlude

If you doubt a man can change the world: I'm living proof

Irie in the booth, Marley-style bars of freedom

Marching with emancipated slaves, target while I'm breathing

Got the rhymes and reasons, label them as crime and treason

Paint me as a traitor but you're crazy if you think I'm leaving

Break barriers with legions of followers

You've been spoon fed enough, quit being a swallower

The truth stays hushed, here to bring it to you amplified

Only woven over dope beats, and that's why I...

Ayo I'm back with a fire of a higher intensity

Cause prior to it, y'all were making light of my specialty

Put lines to the melodies, focused time and my energy

Now my rhyming skills have climbed from the mire to pedigree

Ha, you want to step to me dog? You got some messy thinking

Barking up my tree; I'm dropping bitches like I'm Jesse Pinkman

Heavy drinking, as a baby lacked your steady breathing

Only way you thought your flow could ever leave a levee leaking

Got you eating sour grapes, grab them off the plate

Mad cause I have fans juiced when I concentrate

I'm a man let loose, out to dominate

The competition, dropping writtens that'll make them contemplate

Quitting, a decision they assumed I had taken up

Thought I wasn't posting tracks cause I simply gave it up

Shit, I've been jamming like Andre three stacks

A long wait's elapsed, as always, he's back