Back At It - Young MC

Alright

I’m back at it

I’m back at it

I got a little bit of time and a lot to say

So I’ll kick it in a rhyme yo without delay

You can see a brother shine on the ground today

And you’ll never get the time for your mind to stray

There’s a lot of brothers rapping and they saying they hot

But you listen to the lyrics, they ain’t saying a lot

Cause I’m really not impressed by what you saying you got

And you really can’t believe that I make you stay in your spot

See, you try to make a point, but its up in the air

Like you walking in the closet and got nothing to wear

And you jealous with your girl cause she stopping to stare

And she saying, «Hey baby, that’s Bubby right there»

Don’t blame it on your girl, you can blame it on me

Cause I got the nerve to question what you claiming to be

I just came in to see, I ain’t looking for no static

But yo homes, let it be known: I’m back at it

I’m back at it, yes, I’m back at it

Make it add up just like in mathematics

Do it for the fans that say that they’ve had it

Those that got static, yo, I’m back at it

I’m back at it, yes, I’m back at it

Try to be mellow and not melodramatic

Rappers done got too wild and eratic

Those that got static, yo, I’m back at it

I don’t pop no gat, I don’t hit no chick

Only flip mad lyrics, never flip no brick

I be coming with the styles you could pick up quick

And when I’m done with ya, guaranteed it gon' stick

I ain’t hating on nobody out there making they cheese

I just wanna get the chance to try to make it with these

I don’t need to ride dirty and be faking my steez

To get the guys head bopping, girlies shaking they knees

See, I started busting rhymes back in '78

Many thought that hip hop could never be great

They thought the mainstream just could never relate

Till we ran through every small town, city, and state

Many rappers use mics just to make 'em a star

But they didn’t understand that you could take it too far

Now I’m raising the bar, so get acrobatic

And yo homes, let it be known: I’m back at it

I’m back at it, yes, I’m back at it

Make it add up just like in mathematics

Do it for the fans that say that they’ve had it

Those that got static, yo, I’m back at it

I’m back at it, yes, I’m back at it

Try to be mellow and not melodramatic

Rappers done got too wild and eratic

Those that got static, yo, I’m back at it

Young man back in the place and all in this

Party people get on the floor, let’s begin this

DJs doing your thing, go 'head and spin this

Play it loud, look at the crowd, that’s the business

I ain’t in the mood to hear a rapper complain

I just wanna put this rapper to the back of your brain

I ain’t rapping for no rims, I ain’t rapping for change

No, I’d rather turn this rap into a capital gain

I’mma go for money, I’mma go for time

Make you go bananas when I go for mine

I’mma keep it going so you know that I’m

Just like Nolan Meyer when I throw my rhyme

I went skill and pedigree intertwined

You’re not into rap, but you’re into mine

I begin to shine cause I’m charismatic

So yo homes, let it be known: I’m back it at

I’m back at it, yes, I’m back at it

Make it add up just like in mathematics

Do it for the fans that say that they’ve had it

Those that got static, yo, I’m back at it

I’m back at it, yes, I’m back at it

Try to be mellow and not melodramatic

Rappers done got too wild and eratic

Those that got static, yo, I’m back at it

I’m back at it, yes, I’m back at it

Make it add up just like in mathematics

Do it for the fans that say that they’ve had it

Those that got static, yo, I’m back at it

I’m back at it, yes, I’m back at it

Try to be mellow and not melodramatic

Rappers done got too wild and eratic

Those that got static, yo, I’m back at it