Big bang in the beginning
We bout to cause a riot
Pen bring sentences, Pontius Pilote
But I'm never pensive, live like a virus
Skies of my life lie right by my iris
I can see it comin, can't be stopped
Black canvas in my hand with a canope top
A million men with melanin or menace in a minivan
Marchin up a pyramid with pockets full of guap
See I done lived through a crisis ack
Bomb tickin with a broken clock
A TNT, C4, monster out the cave
2 eyes on the prey and the sky just dropped
And this is for my people waitin up for the sequel
Part 2, do you, move through, who knew
If Lazarus the pattern then the catalyst the flame right?
Livin again, bring it again, I'm back out the grave like
Where my real ones?
Said where my real ones?
I know they waitin but we bout to come back
I know they hatin but we bout to come back
Where my real ones?
Said where my real ones?
And we above it yea we bout to come back
I know they love it yea we bout to come back
Dark angel tried to keep me in the cage
Arc Angel lifted wings up of the page
I paint a picture this my Sistine chapel
Came of age, this my Sixteen Candles
People on my back, black Atlas
They call me young Moses, there's a snack where my staff is
9 months in the womb to develop to a tomb
In between is a dream and we wakin up soon
Monsoon and the rain heavy, people been ready
We been waitin for a long time
Heaven got a long line
No man an island, but I'm feelin like Riker's
A heist flick in the 3rd act, I'm a psychic
Diggin em out the cemetery, bones doin dances
Givin em all my poetry, they standin through the stanzas
'tween it be the heiroglyphics, higher than a pilot witness
Burning of the sage, I'm back out the grave like
Where my real ones?
Said where my real ones?
I know they waitin but we bout to come back
I know they hatin but we bout to come back
Where my real ones?
Said where my real ones?
And we above it yea we bout to come back
I know they love it yea we bout to come back
Our backs against the wall
They waitin on the fall
But I can hear it rising there's an echo in my soul
Yea time to take control
(i can feel it I can feel it i can feel it i can feel it )
They takin our gold right?
Been waitin our whole life
We made it through cold nights
On the coast with a poltergeist
Through the sea of the blood leaves
The land of the thugs/thieves
Now we risin, now we risin now we risin now we risin
Where my real ones?
Said where my real ones?
I know they waitin but we bout to come back
I know they hatin but we bout to come back
Where my real ones?
Said where my real ones?
And we above it yea we bout to come back
I know they love it yea we bout to come back
Come Back was written by Justin Sky.
Come Back was produced by Jason Goldman & Justin Sky.
Justin Sky released Come Back on Fri Dec 01 2017.