Sway in the Morning, King Tech, RZA - Intro (Back 2 Basics) lyrics
[Sway in the Morning, King Tech, RZA - Intro Back 2 Basics lyrics]
Ayyo, I think it's time we give them a sign
Take it back to seventy-nine
When Hip-Hop would shine
Of a good times and the hood felt fine
I mean, we came from pro kegs
To Bally's to afrocentric dreads
From nappy heads
To now we being prawled by the feds
From low-top fades, to baldheads to braids
To doo rags with tilted hats
And cats carrying razor blades
Inside their mouth
Before we was gettin crunk and
Going dirty dirty south know what I'm sayin
It was all about what a nigga
Would spit from his mouth
How much weight to a hole
Back when the Cold Crush
Brothers was fresh, fly, wild and bold
Kool Moe Dee versus Busy Bee
Force MC's and the Fantastic Freaks
Mc Spoony G
On the wheels of steel Grandmaster D
Or Flash and DST, sparking their wild style
With that spinback that made the
Other cats go wild let me tell you son
We goin back to porce tapes to four tracks
When we always wanted more tracks
From the SP-1200 with two point
Five seconds per sampling pack
That was all we had but niggas was glad
They could loop the beat
So maybe they could scoop the street
This is back when Marley Marl
First dropped the "Symphony"
The eighty-six MC era
When Rakim struck all y'all
Crap MC's with terror
And Kool G Rap and Kane flipped
Track to argue who was better and yes
Some would stress it was KRS from the Bronx
And he proved that MC Shan
From Queens was no conte
Then we flash to the nineties
When shit got all grimey
And everybody was claimin they was thug
Gansta or crimey
When WTC just appeared on the scene
This was the first time when everybody
Start to make some real cream
And New York niggas walked around
With fronts in their teeth
The next thing you know
East coast and west coast caught beef
And noone knew how far it would go
'Till we lost two great soldiers and
Now we cherish their souls two heroes
Hip-Hop industry now resorted down to
Numbers of ones and zeroes
From mono to stereo, from analog to digital
Now Hip-Hop life support's stuck on critical
Let's take it back before MTV and BET
Before the commercials by KFC
ATT and Mickey D's
Before all you gangstas and G's
Pimps and hoes
Let's take it back to the original flows
Of an MC, his DJ, the mic and the show
The crowd yelling Hoooo
And off on the way we go
Let's take it out of the matrix
Ayyo Tech, yo Sway
Let's get back to the basics
Take it back to seventy-nine
When Hip-Hop would shine
Of a good times and the hood felt fine
I mean, we came from pro kegs
To Bally's to afrocentric dreads
From nappy heads
To now we being prawled by the feds
From low-top fades, to baldheads to braids
To doo rags with tilted hats
And cats carrying razor blades
Inside their mouth
Before we was gettin crunk and
Going dirty dirty south know what I'm sayin
It was all about what a nigga
Would spit from his mouth
How much weight to a hole
Back when the Cold Crush
Brothers was fresh, fly, wild and bold
Kool Moe Dee versus Busy Bee
Force MC's and the Fantastic Freaks
Mc Spoony G
On the wheels of steel Grandmaster D
Or Flash and DST, sparking their wild style
With that spinback that made the
Other cats go wild let me tell you son
We goin back to porce tapes to four tracks
When we always wanted more tracks
From the SP-1200 with two point
Five seconds per sampling pack
That was all we had but niggas was glad
They could loop the beat
So maybe they could scoop the street
This is back when Marley Marl
First dropped the "Symphony"
The eighty-six MC era
When Rakim struck all y'all
Crap MC's with terror
And Kool G Rap and Kane flipped
Track to argue who was better and yes
Some would stress it was KRS from the Bronx
And he proved that MC Shan
From Queens was no conte
Then we flash to the nineties
When shit got all grimey
And everybody was claimin they was thug
Gansta or crimey
When WTC just appeared on the scene
This was the first time when everybody
Start to make some real cream
And New York niggas walked around
With fronts in their teeth
The next thing you know
East coast and west coast caught beef
And noone knew how far it would go
'Till we lost two great soldiers and
Now we cherish their souls two heroes
Hip-Hop industry now resorted down to
Numbers of ones and zeroes
From mono to stereo, from analog to digital
Now Hip-Hop life support's stuck on critical
Let's take it back before MTV and BET
Before the commercials by KFC
ATT and Mickey D's
Before all you gangstas and G's
Pimps and hoes
Let's take it back to the original flows
Of an MC, his DJ, the mic and the show
The crowd yelling Hoooo
And off on the way we go
Let's take it out of the matrix
Ayyo Tech, yo Sway
Let's get back to the basics