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Bring It Back Songtext
von Fu‐Schnickens

Bring It Back Songtext

It named Run, come catch this ya one
Yes it′s Mr. Difool with the article gun
Can you feel it?
This is real as it can get
'Cause I and I come fi tear down this ya set
And kill off every sound boy who a try fi cry
No time fi play sound boy you a go die and me tell you why
This ya youth me know how fi do it
And gain my respect (maximum) concrete
Hey yo, pick the technique and how things a go down
Talk of the country, the talk of the town (stop the crime)
Brooklyn yes is where I been
Representing seeds and settling
I bet you when I load my clip, it′s in my nine
And when I back fi mi gun, I get respect every time, now why?
I'm 'bout to put my gun back on safety in case the
Anybody feel them can′t phase me lately
I had to cuss, buss nuff ruckus
Mi gun I had to buss and make them boy them bite the dust
But I must make unuh hear this coming from the weirdest
You might fear this, fi we call shots, slipping ′cause unuh careless
So beware this flow to let you know upon a track
(Real Hip-Hop we miss so won't you please bring it back?)

Chitty chitty bang bang, come catch the slang
And we bring it back just like a boomerang
Chitty chitty bang bang, come catch the slang
We bring it back, we bring it back


Hey yo, unuh hear me yet? Come hear me live on the real
Or listen these ya piece de pon cassette in a real
This top notch a go nice up the spot
And all them other DJ boy, you can′t handle that
'Cause I′m coming at ya, Raggamuffin rap Jah
Sound of the gun when mi shot ya, 'cause
Real rap boy and we no jester, we no jester
The Fu-Schnickens got the number one sounds
So holler "Hulla" my selector, my selector, next up
Me is the one, you must understand
Stress back, move boy, go long, go long
I man come fi touch this, haffi smoke no dutches
So you must diss, me snatch microphone and make a scratches
Watch this and you′ll get busy in a cipher
Wait crowd of people, let me see a lighter
Fighters and boy who want come test
Who come test must get the stress
Bulletproof vest, gun 'pon cock
Nine on mi hip, no 'fraid fi lick a shot
But when I flow everybody a go say
I got skills and you know say me no play
Flow, I′m representing for the Flatbush crew
And when we come through what the fuck you gonna do?
′Cause my crew is mad deep, waiting for the sign
Rocket launchers standing on the frontline, so
(Liquid means rewind, a gunshot means forward)
(You requested it so we rewind)
Now I'm back to give the signal, time for blood to trickle
Just a little, run you over like this was a vehicle
I hope this will make you stop all that chitter chat crap
Real Hip-Hop we miss so won′t we please bring it back?

Chitty chitty bang bang, come catch the slang
And we bring it back just like a boomerang
Chitty chitty bang bang, come catch the slang
We bring it back, we bring it back

(What's your name?) Chip Fu, and me just a pass through
(After the Headquartaz) are the Fu-Schnickens crew
(Who are you?) The one who fucked up and turned him black and blue
Boo-hoo-hoo, you cry ′cause unuh don't have a clue
′Cause I know some like them, they all hear a song like me
They say a song like them all day and no better flee
(And Reggae Rap makes moves)
A long time we a do this, a true this
A dutty nigga stop ask, "A who this?" we prove this
When we first introduce fi the crew
(Ring the alarm and bawl more) and this ya one a part two
So who wanna test pick up them stress and distress fi we sound
Boy them must a idiot, them must want get lick down
'Cause we no ramp, skin deep, neither jester, unuh better
Retreat, 'cause if I catch ya motherfucker I′mma set ya
Up fi the kill, for real since it′s not past but present
Let's bring it back to its essence

Chitty chitty bang bang, come catch the slang
And we bring it back just like a boomerang
Chitty chitty bang bang, come catch the slang
We bring it back, we bring it back
Chitty chitty bang bang, come catch the slang
And we bring it back just like a boomerang
Chitty chitty bang bang, come catch the slang
We bring it back, we bring it back
Chitty chitty bang bang, come catch the slang
And we bring it back just like a boomerang
Chitty chitty bang bang, come catch the slang
We bring it back, we bring it back
Chitty chitty bang bang, come catch the slang
And we bring it back just like a boomerang
Chitty chitty bang bang, come catch the slang
We bring it back, we bring it back

Chitty chitty bang bang
Chitty chitty bang bang
Chitty
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