Marc Vinyls - Back To The Basics lyrics

PSoul on the track
(a lot of you motherfuckers wanna talk
Say shit behind my back) yeah! Ha
(but I'm just gonna keep playing the music)
Look (Fuck all y'all) bring the bass in

The underground gem that's throwing
Y'all some diamonds
Everywhere I go, I always stay shining
'Round the clock grinding six years rhyming
Soon, it's autograph signing
I'm in it for the long haul
Word to my boy Nick
Who's been dropping tracks on the weekly
Murdering your whole clique
Recording on the daily, my catalog is sick
200 songs recorded in six months, bitch
Cuz the savage mode only
If you ain't with it get left behind, homie
I'm holy holier than roly poly ollie
So show me who's the phony brody
I don't need your homie
Throw back to the 90s
Grew up bumpin only dap
Motherfucking grind me
Tryna catch up but the whole pack behind me
Giant over sheep, y'all are just too tiny

I told y'all I was just gonna
Put it in the music
Don't act surprised now 'cause I dropped
Something that you're fucking with
(yeah) Fuck all y'all jealous motherfuckers

Back to the basics
You running in some boots while
I'm running in some ascics
I always stay lifted like a goddamn spaceship
I'm too awesome
Just face it like the liqueur
When you chase it
So amazing I'm blazing like the
Sun in the raisin
Reverse that line, dawg I really am waiting
A raisin in the sun
Yeah I'm shaping the game
Do meditation and levitating
Elevating my mind crazy at a kid at his time
Too much homicide
And the beating, still no crime but fine
Call it white privilege
But the boy's so ridiculous
Leave y'all skiddish
Won't know when I'm finished
Y'all bitches praying to your God
Ain't one for granting wishes
Only shots I take, all I see is dem swishes
All I see is dem swishes, y'all bitches

Back to the basics, yeah I think too much
About the bigness of the moment, you know
Just focus on those deep things

Got a P on my motherfucking letterman
Rookie in the eyes of someone
Feeling like a veteran
Letterman, my name is some
Always been unsettling
And all these dudes you compare me to
Well I'm better than
It's time for Vinyls to
Make a motherfucking statement
Three years locked away in my room
Been complacent telling me my dream's too
Far-fetched to chase it
But I ain't gonna stop
Til accompanied by greatness

Wasted, faded and jaded i contemplated
Got dreams to create in new ways bitch
Wasted, faded and jaded i contemplated
Got dreams to create in new ways bitch