Bring It Back (feat. None Like Joshua) Lyrics
| Song | Bring It Back (feat. None Like Joshua) |
| Artist | The Noisy Freaks |
| Album | Straight Life |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I remember back in ‘94 | |
| Time of war between the | |
| lame dinosaurs | |
| And gangstas of fine couture | |
| The less forgotten | |
| Now the messages are effortless | |
| It's time to resurrect | |
| And not neglect | |
| The master penmanship | |
| Whatever happened to connecting | |
| To the streets? | |
| And respect upon the beat | |
| never set it on repeat | |
| I see your rap style | |
| And proceed to laugh wild | |
| So please keep it down | |
| While I bring it back now | |
| Bring it back now | |
| Yo | |
| I remember when we wrote it all down | |
| So we jump, jumped around | |
| No jokes or the clowns | |
| Cause we spoke with our minds | |
| And the dopest rhymes | |
| Saying \"fuck the police\" | |
| No gold or a dime | |
| When we waved our hands side to side | |
| Dance, why comply when the rave demands high | |
| Stand by for another damn radio lie | |
| Landlines staying quiet, why you playing this jive | |
| Hip-hop's back with a thift-shop swag | |
| I kick it up a notch with the wob on max | |
| Remember Slim Shady wasn't this angry | |
| Losing ourselves to the funk and get crazy | |
| Bass ringing 80's swingin, make me want to sing it ain't | |
| nothing but a g thang baby, yeah | |
| - You listening to what I got to say? | |
| When it was all about the pay | |
| we forgot about dre | |
| From New York to California | |
| The whole world is counting on ya | |
| The eastside, the west coast | |
| Do you remember when we used to sing? | |
| Do you remember | |
| When nobody was the best? | |
| When we got to express | |
| Off of the chest | |
| Till we rest in peace | |
| The less forgotten | |
| Now the messages are effortless | |
| I'm settin the stage | |
| Pencil to page | |
| To never neglect the pioneers | |
| And we were dead | |
| But I sing it out loud | |
| Till they hear it downtown | |
| I don't need a wild crowd | |
| Just speaking how it sounds | |
| So delete your rap style | |
| Cause I | |
| Cause I | |
| Cause I | |
| Bring it Back Now | |
| From New York to California | |
| The whole world is counting on ya | |
| The eastside, the west coast | |
| Do you remember when we used to sing? | |
| Yo | |
| I remember when we wrote it all down | |
| So we jump, jumped around | |
| No jokes or the clowns | |
| Cause we spoke with our minds | |
| And the dopest rhymes | |
| Saying \"fuck the police\" | |
| No gold or a dime | |
| When we waved our hands side to side | |
| Dance, why comply when the rave demands high | |
| Stand by for another damn radio lie | |
| Landlines staying quiet, why you playing this jive | |
| From New York to California | |
| The whole world is counting on ya | |
| The eastside, the west coast | |
| Do you remember when we used to sing? |
| I remember back in ' 94 | |
| Time of war between the | |
| lame dinosaurs | |
| And gangstas of fine couture | |
| The less forgotten | |
| Now the messages are effortless | |
| It' s time to resurrect | |
| And not neglect | |
| The master penmanship | |
| Whatever happened to connecting | |
| To the streets? | |
| And respect upon the beat | |
| never set it on repeat | |
| I see your rap style | |
| And proceed to laugh wild | |
| So please keep it down | |
| While I bring it back now | |
| Bring it back now | |
| Yo | |
| I remember when we wrote it all down | |
| So we jump, jumped around | |
| No jokes or the clowns | |
| Cause we spoke with our minds | |
| And the dopest rhymes | |
| Saying " fuck the police" | |
| No gold or a dime | |
| When we waved our hands side to side | |
| Dance, why comply when the rave demands high | |
| Stand by for another damn radio lie | |
| Landlines staying quiet, why you playing this jive | |
| Hiphop' s back with a thiftshop swag | |
| I kick it up a notch with the wob on max | |
| Remember Slim Shady wasn' t this angry | |
| Losing ourselves to the funk and get crazy | |
| Bass ringing 80' s swingin, make me want to sing it ain' t | |
| nothing but a g thang baby, yeah | |
| You listening to what I got to say? | |
| When it was all about the pay | |
| we forgot about dre | |
| From New York to California | |
| The whole world is counting on ya | |
| The eastside, the west coast | |
| Do you remember when we used to sing? | |
| Do you remember | |
| When nobody was the best? | |
| When we got to express | |
| Off of the chest | |
| Till we rest in peace | |
| The less forgotten | |
| Now the messages are effortless | |
| I' m settin the stage | |
| Pencil to page | |
| To never neglect the pioneers | |
| And we were dead | |
| But I sing it out loud | |
| Till they hear it downtown | |
| I don' t need a wild crowd | |
| Just speaking how it sounds | |
| So delete your rap style | |
| Cause I | |
| Cause I | |
| Cause I | |
| Bring it Back Now | |
| From New York to California | |
| The whole world is counting on ya | |
| The eastside, the west coast | |
| Do you remember when we used to sing? | |
| Yo | |
| I remember when we wrote it all down | |
| So we jump, jumped around | |
| No jokes or the clowns | |
| Cause we spoke with our minds | |
| And the dopest rhymes | |
| Saying " fuck the police" | |
| No gold or a dime | |
| When we waved our hands side to side | |
| Dance, why comply when the rave demands high | |
| Stand by for another damn radio lie | |
| Landlines staying quiet, why you playing this jive | |
| From New York to California | |
| The whole world is counting on ya | |
| The eastside, the west coast | |
| Do you remember when we used to sing? |
| I remember back in ' 94 | |
| Time of war between the | |
| lame dinosaurs | |
| And gangstas of fine couture | |
| The less forgotten | |
| Now the messages are effortless | |
| It' s time to resurrect | |
| And not neglect | |
| The master penmanship | |
| Whatever happened to connecting | |
| To the streets? | |
| And respect upon the beat | |
| never set it on repeat | |
| I see your rap style | |
| And proceed to laugh wild | |
| So please keep it down | |
| While I bring it back now | |
| Bring it back now | |
| Yo | |
| I remember when we wrote it all down | |
| So we jump, jumped around | |
| No jokes or the clowns | |
| Cause we spoke with our minds | |
| And the dopest rhymes | |
| Saying " fuck the police" | |
| No gold or a dime | |
| When we waved our hands side to side | |
| Dance, why comply when the rave demands high | |
| Stand by for another damn radio lie | |
| Landlines staying quiet, why you playing this jive | |
| Hiphop' s back with a thiftshop swag | |
| I kick it up a notch with the wob on max | |
| Remember Slim Shady wasn' t this angry | |
| Losing ourselves to the funk and get crazy | |
| Bass ringing 80' s swingin, make me want to sing it ain' t | |
| nothing but a g thang baby, yeah | |
| You listening to what I got to say? | |
| When it was all about the pay | |
| we forgot about dre | |
| From New York to California | |
| The whole world is counting on ya | |
| The eastside, the west coast | |
| Do you remember when we used to sing? | |
| Do you remember | |
| When nobody was the best? | |
| When we got to express | |
| Off of the chest | |
| Till we rest in peace | |
| The less forgotten | |
| Now the messages are effortless | |
| I' m settin the stage | |
| Pencil to page | |
| To never neglect the pioneers | |
| And we were dead | |
| But I sing it out loud | |
| Till they hear it downtown | |
| I don' t need a wild crowd | |
| Just speaking how it sounds | |
| So delete your rap style | |
| Cause I | |
| Cause I | |
| Cause I | |
| Bring it Back Now | |
| From New York to California | |
| The whole world is counting on ya | |
| The eastside, the west coast | |
| Do you remember when we used to sing? | |
| Yo | |
| I remember when we wrote it all down | |
| So we jump, jumped around | |
| No jokes or the clowns | |
| Cause we spoke with our minds | |
| And the dopest rhymes | |
| Saying " fuck the police" | |
| No gold or a dime | |
| When we waved our hands side to side | |
| Dance, why comply when the rave demands high | |
| Stand by for another damn radio lie | |
| Landlines staying quiet, why you playing this jive | |
| From New York to California | |
| The whole world is counting on ya | |
| The eastside, the west coast | |
| Do you remember when we used to sing? |
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