Back to the Basics

[Verse 1: Twista]

I'm about to take everybody back to the basics

I'm historical, an oracle and event is about to occur

Because a motherfucker put these raps in the matrix

And I'm a terror when I spit it on tracks full of hatred

But there's beauty in the dark, just put it in your mouth

And the flow is, mmmmm... like that when you taste it

Coming niggas like a disciple of death

You would think I'm popping a rifle or TEC

I'm aiming right for the neck

Your mama might as well call up the funeral home

So she can write them a check, a violent dialect

That's why they feelin' me, a trilogy

A horror is what I become so they call me Jason Vorhees

Oops, I mean Jason More-Cheese

Niggas gotta pay some more fees

Hot enough to break a thermometer from another planet

I kill 'em from here to Andromeda

A comet'll hit the planet when I'm in the middle of rapping

Swallow you, a diabolical astonisher

Astronomer because I'm out in the galaxy

Challenge me, I will disintegrate your body like a particle

Follow you into a corridor at four in the morning

So I can horrify you right before I slaughter you

My boys saying they don't think I'm coming with it

So you know a nigga gotta get 'em all

Then I'mma be murdering them like a serial killer

Then I'mma hide them in the ceiling and the wall, fuck 'em all Niggas'll never get next to this

I rock a Rollie so I flex the wrist

I'mma blow up and sit in your place

Then throw up shit in your face like the Exorcist

You can't mess with this

[Chorus]

Now let's take shit back to the basics

How we used to do shit

With the original sound

But still somehow coming with that new shit

Talk about the way there ain't no morals or respect

In the streets no more

Don't pause with the heat no more

'Cause there really ain't nothing out here to eat no more

Now let's take shit back to the basics

How we used to do shit

With the original sound

But still somehow coming with that new shit

Talk about the way there ain't no morals or respect

In the streets no more

Don't pause with the heat no more

'Cause there really ain't nothing out here to eat no more

[Verse 2: Twista]

Nowadays niggas acting like they loving to die (why?)

Used to be some respect

But now they just kill 'em and stack 'em

'Cause Benjamin Franklin the governor now

Theoretically you better be ahead of everybody around you

'Cause a nigga might fuck you

Don't need to be nothing but killers in your family

That always surround you 'cause a nigga might touch you

Since the recession it's been hard on the streets

So a nigga comin' hard on the beats

No order in the hood

I remember when niggas would get into it

They would have to take problems to chief

Now they don't give a fuck who they be shooting

Or who they be robbing or what you ride

All they really care about is who got that

And if you let one of these knuckleheaded bitches

Know you sitting on something, motherfuckers is gon' be at that

Southside Murderers

It's the Westside Killas

Up north and over east is a beast

What they release be leaving you deceased

Fuck up anybody that try to do damage

The block is the planet and shorties is too bucked

For it to be peace, so I carry a piece

But I don't want to shoot it 'cause I already want to

See some of my niggas locked up in jail home

Instead of hollerin' at 'em on a cell phone

R.I.P. cuz' my lil' brother Rel' gone

Gotta show a different way to get it instead of

Being on the attack full of hatred

Or get smacked in the face with

The reality of death if we don't get back to the basics

[Chorus]

Now let's take shit back to the basics

How we used to do shit

With the original sound

But still somehow coming with that new shit

Talk about the way there ain't no morals or respect

In the streets no more

Don't pause with the heat no more

'Cause there really ain't nothing out here to eat no more

Now let's take shit back to the basics

How we used to do shit

With the original sound

But still somehow coming with that new shit

Talk about the way there ain't no morals or respect

In the streets no more

Don't pause with the heat no more

'Cause there really ain't nothing out here to eat no more