Bring it Back

[Verse:]

I've got nothing left to say, except in my damn brain
There's nothing but mad sway, in the morning, it's damn straight
Recording these damn tapes, nothing but mad japes
Is my coming back my way, I wanna just get straight
I'm proning to castrate, at all who will cast hate
I'm down to my last bait, I'm fishing for more dates
The calendar's running out, I'm feeling it's mad late
At the end of my damn rope, and the tip of my own plate
It's a short little clip, but I'll give you a quick taste
Of what on a type beat I'm able to quick make
I'm able to satiate, all the fiends that I create
With my own bad habits, a rabbit, not bitch made
I'm a little bit leaner, and a little bit cleaner
But I'm in a grungy backdrop, so I'm a little bit meaner
I can run up the meter in the city, I beat her
At her own damn game, frozen with old heaters
That's all you get

[Outro:]

Bring it back