Ayatollah - Bring it Back lyrics

[Cormega] Yo, truer lyrics were praised, the listeners craved To hear our camera's get caned, the rooftop Where the dealers will hang, and bubblegooses And sheepskins, and DJ's play the song cuz they love the music Way before producers, were gettin' paid for beats Marley Marl was loopin', he made ya'll able to eat And B-Boy's were battlin', that stay key on Allington After school we watched Good Times and bust h**ne When Melle Mel made the Message, it was monumental Not only was it dope, it also spoke on our issues Like Public Enemy, my memories, essentially ill Like hip hop was meant to be, KRS-One, Audio Two Treacherous Three, Fearless Four, Furious Five Dr. Jeckyll & Mr. Hyde, when T La Rock was in his prime He spit rhymes, like no one other in his time When it came to gettin' fly, Slick Rick, never improvise L Rock the Bells, DMC rocked Gazelles with Shells Sk** matter, f** ya rims and your record sales Hip hop is Stetsasonic and Mantronix Ultramagnetic, Schoolly D, and Bambaataa When Whodini made "Friends", it was well spoken When Red and Magic had their rivalry, radio was doper Masters of Ceremony, Steady P, Dimples D Then Just Ice, Latoya, hit the streets Then we got the era of EPMD The Juice Crew, MC Lyte, and BDP Main Source breakin' atoms, had amazin' rappin' and beats Not basically sampling, artist need to regain the pa**ion It doesn't matter if your chain is platinum Itf what you say is average, you will not be mentioned with the greatest rappers Hip hop is like Egypt, reduced from it's greatness to sadness The industry's enemy troops that's invading our palace They steal our culture, desecrate our sculptures and claim The best rapper's the complexion of the Roman leader known as Caeser I don't believe 'em, I seek knowledge, the Brand Nubian The soul of Pete Rock, the vibe of the Tribe Heart of Gang Starr, the braves of Diggin' In the Crates I'm Kool like Moe Dee, vocally I innovate