[00:00.00] 作词 : James, Casey / Cartagena, Joseph / Bell, Leroy[00:01.00] 作曲 : James, Casey / Cartagena, Joseph / Bell, Leroy[00:03.12]Yeah[00:04.74]This is classic shit right here vintage shit[00:08.18]Go get ya tape decks ready[00:09.81]You know I had to bring 'em back[00:15.30]Terror era's the squad man[00:18.36]Yeah uh yo uh yo[00:22.02]Aye yo I'm old school like Rick Ruler sick jewels to big buddah[00:25.20]Lift dudes wit the six shooter luger[00:27.84]That means bring it back NY king of that[00:30.21]The best tried a dead mind but just can't see to that[00:33.24]The 4th comin' don't look now there's more comin'[00:35.55]And we all stunners with lil' money but still hungry[00:38.22]True story once threw a nigga from a two storey[00:40.89]Asked for my paper said There's nothin' he can do for me[00:43.41]That's like takin' a steak out of a lion's mouth[00:45.99]Better yet that like takin' a plate outta Ryan's mouth[00:48.81]That'll never happen over my dead body[00:51.24]Feds got me plastered on the wall like I'm the heir to Gotti[00:53.97]I swear to Mambo and Nore and all the left wreck[00:56.58]A nigga try front on his body he gettin' sent back[00:59.28]Don't resent crack I'm just what you wanna be[01:01.62]Young rich and famous b*****s can't get enough of me[01:04.34]And they runnin' up on me usually in groups of them[01:06.75]But not just everyday but you could never be too used to them[01:09.63]I be abusin' them squeezin' fresh oranges[01:12.06]Breakfast in the mornin' get some strength and then it's on again[01:14.79]I just had to bring 'em back[01:16.26]Word you definitely know what I'm about[01:17.52]You know I had to bring 'em back yo[01:19.11]All my friends call me stout[01:20.10]I just had to bring 'em back[01:21.51]Flamboyant baby[01:22.65]You know I had to bring 'em back yo[01:24.60]When I cruise through the ghetto I drive slow[01:26.88]I'm quick to buck a duck and I don't give a **** about five O[01:30.09]A hard core life I toast to ex-flaw[01:32.43]Therefore I live raw and went to war with the law[01:34.95]My only pencil was a mug shot slugs were thugs got pot[01:38.19]Get swellin' hops from sellin' tops to da d**gs spot[01:40.89]G's was clocked fat knots was in the socks[01:42.99]And cops who tried to stop shop got knocked when I popped the glock[01:46.17] shit was ran right by me and my man Mike[01:48.42]'Cause I choose to use a gun don't mean that I can't fight[01:51.03]'Cause we put the guns down and go one round[01:53.58]With the hands but man I ain't the one you'll get done clown[01:56.31]I can inverse my style 'cause I'm versitile[01:58.89]Quick to burst a child I'm livin' worse than foul[02:01.65]I pack two techs in case ya crew flex[02:04.05]I wet up the set in a second yell who's next[02:06.63]To feel the wrath of a psychopath shoots it up like shaft[02:09.63]Turn ya staff into a blood bath to laugh[02:11.67]You'll get smashed like a deli snack you softer than jelly Jack[02:14.40]I attack in black with a gat and a skully hat[02:17.40]I just had to bring 'em back[02:18.87]All my friends call me stout[02:20.04]You know I had to bring 'em back yo[02:21.72]Flamboyant baby[02:22.65]I just had to bring 'em back[02:25.20]You know I had to bring 'em back yo[02:27.24]No doubt I'm from the X and I seen it all[02:29.55]Shorties with dreams of playin' ball[02:31.17]For Seaton hall turnin' fiends a full[02:33.15]From me the word to Sacuon the same sad song[02:35.49]Is bein' sung its like gimme a gun and I'm back on[02:38.07]Joey crack Pun TS Bronx regulators[02:40.65]Stomp little nigga z to death for tryin' to imitate us[02:43.35]Y'all could never see us be us TS kill the BS[02:45.93]'Cause Pun got more guns and funds than ideas[02:48.69]Un be us I'm from the BX so I have to roll[02:51.06]Blastin' for crash ya door smash ya h*e[02:53.19]Hack off ya skull I'm stackin heads like totem poles[02:56.37]Blow a hole in ya colon throw you from here to Forden Road[02:58.86]Blow for blow I toe to toe with the toughest[03:01.47]Bring the ruckus to the roughest mother****er[03:03.24]It's nothin' but illustrous[03:04.35]My crews are cussin' to bustin' a*s crushin' glass[03:06.99]In nigga z faces leavin' traces of red out this bloody bath[03:09.51]I want the cash off the jiddump I c**k and blast the piddump[03:12.63]At any piddunk tryin' to laugh at the briddonx[03:14.88]You ain't no kiddon for the terror squadron[03:16.86]You feel the fear of God when I steal a car[03:18.66]And flatten ya Pierre Cardin[03:20.01]I peirce ya noggin' if you startin' trouble[03:21.75]Spark the dot above you[03:22.80]And watch it blossom like a flower throughout the borough[03:25.23]No doubt I'm thorough with a parascope rifle extended rycle[03:28.29]Cycle that'll tear the whole Bible out[03:30.15]I'm sweatin' no idols a title's all I request[03:32.64]Best rappers know that pun and Y the chaperones of death[03:36.96]I just had to bring 'em back[03:42.33]Word you definitely know what I'm about[03:43.62]You know I had to bring 'em back yo[03:45.21]All my friends call me stout[03:46.17]I just had to bring 'em back[03:47.58]Flamboyant baby[03:48.75]You know I had to bring 'em back yo