Bring It Back

See now I'm coming with the heat so you better move aside
Unless you're on my level then you know I'm down to ride
This what I live for and no one's gon' take it
This my heart and my soul so I know I gotta make it
Break it down for the amateurs, let'em listen close
Raise an ear to the streets, now propose a toast
I just wanna see your hands up rockin at my shows
Bang your head back and forth, make you sweat out your clothes
Excite every mind every time I hit the beat
Igniting every line with more and more heat
Here to put hip-hop back in its place
So that next time it's heard, you think of this face
Type thuggish, type rugged, I'm just what you need
To bring the rush back, serving all the fiends
I'm ready to take the lead, this runs through my veins
You'll never find another with more love for the game
Genesis the beginning, bringing it all back
Addicted to how I rock, I spit that new crack
Rep Jerz to the fullest, spit infinite bullets
Now I'm here to do it all since they all thought I couldn't
High off these rhymes, acid on my tongue
Godlike designs, passion in my lungs
Don't got the chains, don't got the whips
Project chick out them bricks, show love for what I spit
So many words to say, in such a little time
So many oohs and ahhs in just one rhyme
It's a must see when I spit those three
With these words in my book? I set my mind free
There's no degree I can't reach, no emcee I can't teach
I'm an expertise with this lyrical disease
Put the pen in my hand, see what I could do
Speak truth, write magic, what they wish they could do
See I do this daily, they do this as a hobby
I make hits with beats that'll keep'em wobbly
Half amazing, full bitch, been heard I'm a myth
I've proven I'm sick, but you question what I spit
So here, take this, I'm not egotistic
But I am realistic, my lines are fatalistic
Workmanship? Artistic, my spirit is mystic
If the crowd goes ballistic, I walk out optimistic
No time to rest, my message is urgent
Pulling masks off the faces of all of you serpents
It's getting drastic, lyrical shark in Lake Placid
Verbal craftsmen, every line's a classic
Heat up mics so you drop it when I pass it
Following me? Grab some fireproof elastics
Spit fire out my mouth like a dragon when he's heated
Believing in myself, now they thinking I'm conceited
Writing down my words in permanent ink
I ain't going anywhere, take a minute to think
Cause the shit I'm spitting gets better with time
So you bitches coming up hit the back of the line
What I spit in four bars will leave'em thinking for weeks
Pressing rewind, got'em sweating my stees
They gotta try harder, why they hating on me?
Don't ever get it twisted, I was bred in Jersey